Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Inside the amusement city:

Mu Wan and Jian Ran sat chatting, while Gu Mochen and Jian Anguo played with the two kids inside the amusement park.

Tang Bao is big enough now to play most educational games and only needs Jian Anguo to accompany her.

Little Cubao was babbling and always loved running around, extremely restless, so of course, Gu Mochen had to keep an eye on him...

His own son, although Gu Mochen used to dislike him, he still followed him around, fearing he might fall.

Gu Mochen’s indulgent look as he doted on his son was very charming, especially when the father and son were together, one big and one small, a perfect copy, making people sigh at their good looks.

...

Mu Wan was sipping on coffee when she heard Jian Ran talk about Qin Mu getting sick, and her heart gave a little jolt. After a moment, she spoke gloomily: "How did he suddenly get sick?"

"I heard he was squatting outside in this cold weather. I don’t know what’s up with him, but it’s certain he doesn’t care about his health. The weather now is several degrees below zero. Squatting outside for two or three hours is unbearable, not to mention, I heard Qin Mu doesn’t care about his health at all, treating the outside like home."

If he really cared, how could he be so reckless?

Jian Ran exaggerated the drama slightly, squinting at Mu Wan’s distressed expression, pursing her lips.

Even though she knew Mu Wan would be worried and upset, for the sake of getting the couple back together, she had no choice.

"Mm."

Mu Wan held the coffee cup in her hands, listening to Jian Ran, feeling uneasy.

Jian Ran curved her lips and gently asked, "Xiaowan, how have you been lately?"

"Well, I’ve been back at school dealing with some matters these past days. Usually, I stay home painting."

The only thing is I’ve been feeling tired easily and lacking energy lately.

In short... there might be a slight issue with my health.

But it’s nothing serious.

Also, I’ve been missing Qin Mu a lot.

It’s been over half a month since I left Qin Mu.

"How are things with the neighbors at your doorstep?"

Jian Ran sidestepped to ask the question she most wanted to know.

"The neighbors opposite are still friendly, always greeting me when we meet. Recently, a new neighbor moved upstairs... somewhat special... but quite nice."

"Mm..."

Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes flickered. Quite nice...

It seems Qin Mu is doing quite well.

Getting a good evaluation from his wife too, this thought made Jian Ran feel happy.

Nice...

...

Mu Wan continued drinking her coffee, unable to stop worrying about Qin Mu, and couldn’t help but ask, "Ranran, how is he now?"

"Well, same old, a workaholic, not caring about his health. He’s been having a high fever and cold for over a week, on and off, without any improvement... I heard he’s still in a meeting and listening to no one. We don’t dare inform the old master, afraid he can’t handle it due to his age."

Mu Wan’s beautiful eyes were full of concern, her small hands kept clenching.

Jian Ran spoke with a smile, "Xiaowan, don’t worry, he’s not a child anymore. He’s an adult and knows what he’s doing."

"Mm."

After leaving Qin Mu, I hoped the man would have a better future, but in reality, we seem to be going in circles, never quite getting out of this loop.

...

Mu Wan and the entire Gu Family had dinner outside and only returned to their residence slowly afterward.

Jian Ran noticed Mu Wan didn’t look well and understood she had said too much today.

But if she didn’t say more, the young couple would just keep dragging on like this, which was not good.

When necessary, something must be done.

With this thought, Jian Ran quietly cheered herself on, telling herself to have patience.

...

Mu Wan walked to the corridor entrance and saw a man wearing a gray jacket, with thick glasses on his face, and faint scars scattered across his cheeks, appearing in front of her.

Aimu...

Mu Wan’s beautiful eyes widened.

It had been a long time since she last saw him.

"I’ve been away on business, so I haven’t come for a free meal. Is now a good time?"

"Sorry, I’ve eaten outside... I don’t have anything at home..."

"I have things at home... but I can’t cook..."

Mu Wan: "..."

The man’s voice sounded even raspier, and his complexion didn’t look good either. However, his brilliant black eyes were still full of spirit as he looked at her.

Mu Wan hesitated for a moment when she heard the man’s stifled cough under his mask and spoke voluntarily.