67: Chapter 67 Han Siming is His Own Younger Uncle (2)_1 67: Chapter 67 Han Siming is His Own Younger Uncle (2)_1 “Bro, since your wife is tied up with sothing, you should go ahead and take care of it.
I’ve got an interview coming up, so I’ll visit next ti.”
“Alright.”
Gu Mochen had no ti to attend to Han Siming—moving swiftly toward the rest room, he opened the door only to see Jian Ran sitting on the floor amidst broken porcelain pieces.
Jian Ran’s heart pounded fiercely, her small hands clenched tightly as she lowered her head and lied.
“I just fell by accident.”
Gu Mochen: “…”
On a normal day, Jian Ran was astute and competent, cleaning up her tasks in an orderly fashion—definitely not like this.
Her behavior today was far too abnormal.
Gu Mochen quickly stepped forward, helped Jian Ran to her feet and noticed the tremble in her petite fra, his brow furrowing slightly.
“Um…
Mr.
Gu, do you have a brother?
Isn’t Han Siming’s last na Han?
Sorry, I just overheard your conversation.”
As she asked this, Jian Ran dared not look directly into the man’s dark eyes, avoiding his gaze.
Gu Mochen pursed his lips, observing Jian Ran with her head continually bowed, his eyes carrying a profoundly aningful look.
“Can I take it that this question is being asked by Mrs.
Gu?”
Jian Ran: “…”
The man’s long and fair fingers pinched her chin, their lips drawing close—Jian Ran could almost feel the searing breath of the man on her cheek.
Her back pressed against the cold wall, their eyes t in the air, and Jian Ran did not deny it.
“Yes.”
This question was very important to her.
“Yes, we are brothers…
his mother later married my father.”
Jian Ran: “…”
Mother…
Was Han Siming’s mother Dong Qin?
The words of warning from Lan Xing still echoed in her ears…
Jian Ran relaxed slightly, at least they weren’t biological brothers, but still, to be brothers in na sent a chill through her.
Gu Mochen squinted his eyes slightly—Han Siming being Gu Wei’s son was well-known within the family, but it was still a family sha that should not be spread abroad.
Jian Ran rembered how that woman used to strut around with the airs of a noble lady.
The corners of her mouth twitched with a complex smile.
Back then, she knew only that the woman was Han Siming’s mother and had no idea that she was also Gu Mochen’s stepmother.
The next mont, Gu Mochen’s words, tinged with a hint of coldness, made Jian Ran go pale.
“Not only are we brothers in na, but we are also blood brothers…
because, before Dong Qin married my father, she was already pregnant with his child.”
Jian Ran: “…”
Jian Ran’s face turned even paler at Gu Mochen’s words.
So…
Han Siming was now her younger uncle?
Jian Ran felt completely disordered.
This disheveled state caught Gu Mochen’s eyes, making his gaze more profound and thoughtful.
After a long while, Jian Ran realized she had been slightly out of control and pursed her lips.
“Mr.
Gu, it’s getting late.
I’m heading out to work.”
With those words, Jian Ran’s eyes were full of distance, maintaining an appropriate space between them.
Gu Mochen’s lips curled slightly.
…
When Jian Ran walked out of Gu Mochen’s office, a chill ran down her back.
Her emotions had surged too much after experiencing one thing after another.
Her hands entwined together, she reached the elevator door and pressed the button to go down.
Before long, the elevator doors slowly opened.
Jian Ran looked up at the man inside the elevator, her eyes widened in surprise.
This sudden encounter left no ti for preparation.
Perhaps, this was fate.
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