114: Chapter 114 – Ambiguous Monts in the Piano Room, Please Collect (1)_1 114: Chapter 114 – Ambiguous Monts in the Piano Room, Please Collect (1)_1 Sensing the dangerous air in the man’s dark eyes, Jian Ran instinctively struggled but was held tightly in his embrace, and then Gu Mochen directly lifted her up and walked towards the piano beside them.
The room, elegantly laid out, felt sowhat empty with only a piano inside, yet the reverberations lingered.
Thud…
Gu Mochen directly sat Jian Ran on the piano keys.
As Jian Ran sat down, the piano keys produced a cacophony of sound, mirroring her current tumultuous state of mind.
Just as Jian Ran thought to move, the lody produced by the black and white keys changed with her force, shifting in tone and pitch.
Worried about poor soundproofing and that others might discover her and Gu Mochen inside the piano room, Jian Ran couldn’t help but exclaim, “Gu Mochen, what are you doing?”
“Back then…when we got married, you didn’t ask about my past.
I swear, I had no idea about your relationship with Han Siming.
If I had known earlier about the two of you, I…”
“Would you still have taken my million?
Huh?”
Gu Mochen watched her panic and unease like a hunter observing his prey.
Confronting the man’s unfathomable dark eyes, Jian Ran’s heart skipped a beat.
If I had known earlier…
Would I have taken it?
Would I have married him?
With the situation pressing down on her…
Even if he was Han Siming’s brother…
I would have married him, right?
Otherwise, where would the dical fees for Tang Bao, the second trial costs for Jian Anguo, co from?
Jian Ran concealed the dimness in her beautiful eyes, t the man’s skilled gaze, and said earnestly, “I would.”
Gu Mochen trapped Jian Ran between him and the piano; since she was sitting atop the entire keyboard, she didn’t dare move, for fear that any accidental sound would alert the Qin Family mbers outside and allow the man’s large hand more freedom.
Gu Mochen’s large hand caressed the woman’s delicate face, his eyes deep.
“Jian Ran, you are a smart woman…”
Hearing these words from Gu Mochen, Jian Ran shuddered in fear, his gaze fierce yet his lips curled with a faint arc that was, in reality, distant and cold.
The next mont’s words could send her to hell…
“You should have known…I want you, and…
I think the piano room is not bad, for instance…”
“Gu Mochen, have you lost your mind?”
Jian Ran scolded in anger at the man’s outrageous idea.
Outside was the Qin patriarch’s birthday banquet, bustling with people coming and going…
In the piano room, any movent from either of them would set the piano’s keys singing.
Such a mad act, Jian Ran could hardly imagine.
Gu Mochen’s lips curved in an indistinct smile, his narrow eyes slightly squinting, his hand resting on the woman’s red lips.
The exquisite makeup, the delicate lip line…
He had always had strong self-control, but Jian Ran had stirred his heartstrings and easily ignited his fury.
“Jian Ran…
don’t say that we are husband and wife; even if we weren’t, today, if I wanted you, you couldn’t escape,” he said.
Jian Ran’s heart lurched.
Jian Ran’s face turned pale, and in a hoarse voice, she said, “Gu Mochen…please, don’t.
We agreed that we’d be divorcing in less than a year.”
Agreed?
Gu Mochen’s thin lips curved in a faint smirk, his gaze falling on the woman’s moistened eyes, and then his pale fingers caressed.
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