66: Chapter 66 Han Siming is His Own Younger Uncle (1)_1 66: Chapter 66 Han Siming is His Own Younger Uncle (1)_1 Inside the rest room:
Jian Ran stood frozen in place, her hands tightly clenched—was Han Siming just outside the door?
Her grip on the bowl and chopsticks wavered, and they fell to the ground.
In her panic, Jian Ran bent over to pick up the shattered porcelain, and inadvertently, her fair fingers were cut.
Jian Ran withdrew her hand in pain.
Seeing her so careless, Gu Mochen frowned slightly and pursed his lips towards Secretary Zhou outside the door.
“I’ll be out shortly.”
Hearing Secretary Zhou outside inviting Han Siming to take a seat, Jian Ran’s heartbeat quickened even more.
She couldn’t care less about her bleeding finger now; if she went out, she would inevitably bump into Han Siming.
Her only choice was to stay in the rest room.
“How could you be so careless?”
Gu Mochen frowned again, his eyes filled with depth.
I’m fine, I’ll clean this up.
Gu, please go ahead with your matters,” Jian Ran said with a forced smile, feigning composure on her face.
“Get it treated first.”
Watching the man grasp her hand and head straight to the washroom to clean, then apply medicine and wrap it up, Jian Ran collected her thoughts and looked at the man in front of her.
In a hoarse voice, she said, “That’s enough, Mr.
Han is still waiting for you…
I’ll finish cleaning up and then leave.”
When Gu Mochen walked out of the rest room, Han Siming was standing in front of a tall French window.
Seeing Gu come out, he said with interest.
“Brother, hiding a beauty in the golden house, huh?
Just now, Secretary Zhou said you’ve already eaten, prepared by a beauty in the rest room.
Two years ago, Gu Mochen had a secret marriage.
No one knew who the bride was.
Gu was the most mysterious figure in Yuncheng.
Gu Mochen slightly curved his lips, not denying it.
“She prefers to keep a low profile.
When there’s a good opportunity, I will introduce her to you.”
As for Gu Mochen’s intentions, deep as the sea, Han Siming always found them unfathomable, his respect for Gu Mochen was immense.
Inside the rest room, just a door away.
Jian Ran froze when she heard Han Siming address Gu Mochen as “brother.”
Were Han Siming and Gu Mochen brothers?
What exactly was their relationship…
In the past, she and Han Siming were lovers; now, she was the lawful wife of Gu Mochen.
Jian Ran felt as if she were falling into an abyss, unable to find a foothold.
With a pale face, Jian Ran slumped into a chair, her heart pounding as she listened to the congenial exchange between the men outside.
“Brother, I came today to ask you to help me find someone.
She’s the one for me.”
“I saw her by chance at Totem yesterday, unaware of everything.
I’m desperately trying to locate her now.”
In Yuncheng City, the only person who could make it happen was Gu Mochen, and so he was the one Han Siming had to turn to for help.
Hearing Han Siming’s words, Jian Ran’s face changed.
“Okay, tell me her personal information.
As long as she is still in Yuncheng, I can give you her detailed information by the end of today.”
“Okay, her name is Jian…”
Jian Ran’s heart nearly leapt to her throat.
At Han Siming’s words, she violently smashed the bowl in her hand to the ground again, then let out a scream.
Gu Mochen’s expression tensed up, then he stood up quickly.
“I’ll go have a look.”
Han Siming watched Gu Mochen’s anxious demeanor, his lips pressed thinly.