"Jian Ran, you vixen, if it hadn't been for you... Siming would have been mine, and I wouldn't be left with nothing, reduced to a murderer. Just go die."
"Haha, only when you're dead will I be happy... content."
Jian Ran, upon hearing the woman's scream behind her, instinctively turned around, only to see Chu Yingying charging at her again with the knife in hand.
Because the distance was too close, neither Jian Ran nor Gu Mochen could evade in time.
In the blink of an eye, Jian Ran only felt the man's large hand wrap around her slender waist, a spin enclosing her in his arms, with the man's deep voice resounding in her ears.
"Be careful."
Jian Ran's beautiful eyes trembled...
Feeling Gu Mochen holding her tightly in his embrace, the man's muffled voice then erupted by her ear.
Jian Ran's complexion changed...
What had happened.
...
"President Gu!"
"President Gu..."