Linhai Villa:
Jian Ran was slightly distracted as she changed into comfortable women's slippers and followed Gu Mochen.
Now, in broad daylight at noon, instead of being at the Gu Family's office, they were here, which was somehow eerie.
"Mr. Gu, please change out of your pants, and let me wash them for you,"
Jian Ran's mouth curved in a respectful arc, but her heart was filled with contempt. Actually, the tears or saliva on Gu Mochen's suit pants had long since dried...
Yet Gu Mochen had to be so melodramatic.
"Alright, how about you help me?"
As he spoke, Gu Mochen looked at the woman's anxious demeanor, stretched out his hand with force, and directly pulled Jian Ran into his embrace.
Jian Ran, losing her balance, could only be pressed down on the leather sofa by Gu Mochen, and the next moment, the man's large hand took hold of her small one and placed it on his belt.
As she touched the luxurious belt, Jian Ran felt a strong heat in her palm.
"Gu Mochen."