139: Chapter 139 Marital Fun Seeking First Subscription (11)_1 139: Chapter 139 Marital Fun Seeking First Subscription (11)_1 Jian Ran: “…”
The next moment, the door opened, and Han Siming’s tall figure stood before her.
Gu Mochen still held onto her left hand, playing with her ring finger.
This motion clearly indicated he had just opened the door.
Jian Ran’s expression turned somewhat unsightly as she looked toward Han Siming in front of her and softly said, “Welcome.”
Han Siming hadn’t expected to be greeted by both Jian Ran and Gu Mochen.
He had only planned to come to the villa to have a thorough conversation with Gu Mochen about Jian Ran.
After giving it serious thought throughout the night, Han Siming realized he couldn’t let go of this woman, Jian Ran.
However, coming to Linhai Villa felt nothing like being a guest, especially now that the two of them were wearing matching couple’s home clothes, appearing very much the pair…
Han Siming’s face turned rather pale, his expression extremely ugly.
Now, the message was clear: they were the hosts, and he was the guest.
The words “sister-in-law” were something Han Siming found impossible to say.
Jian Ran clenched her small hand, listening to Han Siming’s form of address and squeezed out a slight smile.
“Mm, good afternoon.”
Gu Mochen’s eyes softly narrowed, his handsome and stern face devoid of any superfluous expression, lips pursed as he spoke.
“Siming, don’t be so polite with the formalities, just call her sister-in-law directly.”
The word simultaneously created ripples in both Jian Ran and Han Siming’s hearts.
Walking into the living room, Gu Mochen’s large hand remained firmly clasped around Jian Ran’s, never once letting go from beginning to end.
Jian Ran’s palm was sweaty from Gu Mochen’s tight grip.
Not knowing where to place her small hand, she simply let Gu Mochen lead her.
Gu Mochen’s fingers subtly slid over the palm of Jian Ran’s hand, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.
“Siming, take a seat…
Today, Ranran cooked specially knowing you were coming.”
A public display of affection.
Gu Mochen was just too childish.
Han Siming’s expression soured when he heard Gu Mochen’s words.
Were they living together?
Previously, the information he had gathered indicated that Jian Ran was living alone in an unnamed neighborhood.
Now it seemed only natural for her, Mrs.
Gu, to be living here.
Linhai Villa was a gift from Gu Mochen’s mother to her son.
In theory, if Gu Mochen ever brought a woman here to live openly, in his eyes, this woman must hold the status of a wife.
This is precisely what Gu Mochen believed and how he managed things.
After all, Han Siming was also a man; having been married to Jian Ran for two years, Gu Mochen had no other women in his life.
It was natural for something to happen between them.
Han Siming felt an unpleasant twinge in his heart, forcing a wry smile to his lips.
“Mm, then I’ll impose…
Back in their student days, he really didn’t know that Jian Ran could cook.
It seemed that in these four years, Jian Ran had taken the initiative to learn on her own.
They used to discuss who would cook after getting married when they were children.
Now it seemed those discussions were gone with the wind, nothing more than whimsical dreams.
You two chat, I’ll go to the kitchen to cook.”
Jian Ran responded with a faint smile, her small hand held by Gu Mochen.
The man’s cold and hard aura entangled her continuously; she could almost hear the steady and strong beat of his heart.