52: Chapter 52: I’m Willing To Make An Exception For You (1)_1 52: Chapter 52: I’m Willing To Make An Exception For You (1)_1 In Totem Hall:
Everyone watched with rapt attention as Gu Mochen slid the astronomically expensive diamond ring, the Eye of the Idol, onto Jian Ran’s finger.
To even catch a glimpse of such a precious gem was considered a great fortune, much less to wear and own it.
Jian Ran was about to retract her hand, but in the next instant, Gu Mochen slipped the ring on.
Jian Ran: “…”
Initially, she thought that Gu Mochen had prepared it casually.
But the size matched perfectly with that of the ring finger on her left hand.
Was it a coincidence, or had the man prepared in advance?
Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes widened thoughtfully, while Gu Mochen’s intentions remained obscure, making him hard to fathom.
“Mrs.
Gu’s fingers are so slender, the ring looks beautiful on you.”
“Indeed, Mr.
Gu knows how to pamper, willing to spend the money.”
The won smiled deceitfully, heaping praises lavishly, while the cool touch of the ring on her ring finger left Jian Ran sowhat distracted.
Gu Mochen took Jian Ran’s hand into his own, his dark eyes brimming with certainty and confidence: “A woman is ant to be cherished.”
Jian Ran: “…”
Even though she knew what the man said was just for show, she couldn’t help but feel slightly stirred.
The ring on her finger felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the man’s palm was scalding, offering warmth.
Wearing the wedding ring made Jian Ran truly feel, at least nominally, like the wife of Gu Mochen.
…
Amidst the envious murmurs, Jian Ran maintained a light, breezy smile on her lips.
Taking this act seriously would an defeat.
The fit was likely an accident.
If it were not, then the man was extrely thorough, ensuring every detail was perfect to avoid suspicion.
“Mr.
Gu, it’s getting late, I think I should head ho.
I have work tomorrow…”
After enough pleasantries, Jian Ran took the initiative to take her leave.
“Hmm, I’ll take you…
Secretary Zhou, deal with the rest.”
“Yes, Mr.
Gu.”
Jian Ran: “…”
“No need, I can actually manage…
Ah…”
Jian Ran barely took a few steps before realizing she couldn’t walk without Gu Mochen’s support, feeling an excruciating pain in the sole of her foot.
“Woman, don’t try to be tough.”
“…”
Jian Ran, supported by Gu Mochen around her waist, walked step by step toward the elevator, while Secretary Zhou took care of the subsequent arrangents.
Two elevators: she and Gu Mochen took the VIP elevator.
As Jian Ran sat in the elevator, she watched the doors slowly close when suddenly, a tall figure erged from the left elevator.
A familiar profile, scholarly appearance, made Jian Ran’s eyes widen in shock…
Han Siming…
Almost instantly, her heart was tumultuous as if assailed by raging waves.
Hadn’t he gone abroad?
Why had he suddenly returned…
mories surged back like a tempest.
Jian Ran stood frozen until the elevator doors had completely closed.
Gu Mochen quickly noticed Jian Ran’s unusual behavior.
Her whole body trembled violently, her beautiful eyes filled with panic, as if she had seen sothing she shouldn’t have.
“What’s wrong?”
“No…
nothing, I thought I saw soone I knew.”
Jian Ran forced a smile, not daring to et his sharp and profound gaze and looked away.
“An old friend I haven’t seen in a long ti.
I only saw the profile; I must be mistaken.”
“Hmm.”
Gu Mochen narrowed his eyes, taking note of Jian Ran’s odd reaction.
…
On the way back, Jian Ran was sowhat restless.
It wasn’t until she was nearly ho that she rembered to take off her mask.
As for the cheongsam, there weren’t any clothes for her to change into in the car, so she had no choice but to forego that.
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