40: Chapter 40: Widowhood Within Marriage (1)_1 40: Chapter 40: Widowhood Within Marriage (1)_1 The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat awkward, and Jian Ran forced a smile at the corners of her mouth.
Gu, please try on this suit.”
With a single address of “Mr.
Gu,” Jian Ran clarified the nature of their relationship to the sales clerk.
Gu Mochen’s dark eyes slightly narrowed, aware of Jian Ran’s estrangement, his thin lips pursing.
“You help me put it on.”
Having just distanced herself from Gu Mochen’s relationship, she now found his words ambiguously flirtatious, changing the way the sales clerk looked at her and Gu Mochen.
Jian Ran watched as Gu Mochen’s slender fingers undid the buttons at the front of her shirt and quickly slipped the suit onto himself.
Unexpectedly, Gu Mochen also pulled off the tie around his neck and handed Jian Ran a pale purple tie.
“Help me with the tie.”
Jian Ran stood on tiptoes, actively placing it around the man’s neck.
His deep gaze was intense, but Jian Ran’s expression remained unchanged as she pushed the neatly tied knot up until it reached his throat.
Feeling the man’s scorching gaze, she pushed it up a little more.
Gu Mochen soon felt the pressure on his throat and his gaze fell on Jian Ran’s slightly upturned lips.
He reached out with his large hand and grasped her small one.
“Jian Ran, we are within marriage now.
If you do this, you could end up being a widow for real.”
He was mocking the lie she had told Qin Mu before!
Gu Mochen was indeed vengeful, the back of her hand burning with the heat of his palm.
Jian Ran’s heartbeat quickened, and she awkwardly withdrew her hand.
“I don’t know what you are talking about.”
Gu Mochen pursed his lips, his dark eyes swirling with inscrutable emotions.
The handmade suit perfectly outlined the man’s tall figure, his features delicate, and the aura he exuded was intimidating.
Indeed, born to be a model, Gu Mochen’s profound eyes held a bewitching charm that dazzled Jian Ran for a moment.
Gu, Miss Jian has a good eye…
This suit suits you very well.”
Secretary Zhou took the opportunity to speak up with praise, while Gu Mochen’s eyes narrowed, glancing at Jian Ran.
Jian Ran spoke with indifference, “It’s all thanks to Mr.
Are you satisfied, Mr.
If you are, can we go back to work?
I still have several design sketches to draw.”
Secretary Zhou, sensing the undercurrents between the two, tactfully said, “Miss Jian, the annual gala is tomorrow.
Have you prepared your gown?”
Nowadays, gowns are quite expensive…
I can simply wear a business dress, after all, with a mask on, no one will recognize me.”
That way, no one will see her face even if she is embarrassed.
Jian Ran nodded earnestly.
In fact, she had casually flipped through several gowns just now, priced in tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, all beyond her affordable range.
Four years ago, she had many such dresses in her wardrobe.
Jian Ran curled her lips, no longer dwelling on the past.
Her eyes lingered on a light purple gown not far away, her pupils heating up slightly.
If she had to choose one, she would mostly choose that one, except she couldn’t count all the zeros on the price tag just now.
The gown, with its exquisite design, was most likely the store’s prized piece.
Gu Mochen observed the woman’s every micro-movement closely.
“Sir, would you like to pay with card or cash?”