Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Mu Wan spoke lightly, but her beautiful eyes were filled with tears.

Qin Mu: "..."

An unusual emotion churned and intertwined in his heart countless times. Qin Mu grasped his hand more tightly.

So this is the reason.

Even though he vaguely knew the reason why the woman was leaving, hearing it from her own mouth, Qin Mu’s heart ached unspeakably, clutching his chest, making his whole body hurt so much that he could scarcely breathe.

"I see, have you made up your mind?"

"Yes... I’m sorry for telling you so much... because I can’t find anyone else to talk to."

Realizing that tears were spilling from her eyes, Mu Wan shakily raised her hand to wipe away the tears at the corner of her eyes, then forced a smile.

"I also can’t find anyone suitable to say goodbye to..."

"Originally, I just wanted to stay quietly in a city close to him, but I didn’t expect it, it’s still impossible... he can’t, and I can’t either."

Taking a deep breath, Mu Wan looked at the man’s tall and stiff figure in front of her, and took the initiative to raise the corners of her mouth.

"Cheer up, if there’s a chance, I hope we can meet again."

After speaking, Mu Wan raised her hand to grasp the doorknob in front of her, hesitated for a moment, then turned the knob, lifted her foot to walk to the door, and before the man behind her could speak, she took the initiative to speak.

"Thank you for your companionship these days. If you’re a friend, don’t try to stop me, because... if I could really stay, I would more than anyone else want to stay in Yuncheng City, stay by his side. But really, staying here is unbearable, too painful."

Mu Wan slowly closed the door, then walked towards the staircase entrance, step by step downstairs, and returned to her room.

Qin Mu: "..."

The door closed.

It was as if two worlds were cut off in an instant.

Separating himself and her...

Qin Mu’s large hand clenched, and under the wide black-framed glasses, his dark eyes were wet. Then Qin Mu quickly ran downstairs.

...

Mu Wan quietly packed clothes in the bedroom when she heard knocking on the door. She sniffed and wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes.

Mu Wan opened the door and was surprised to see Aimu standing there.

"When do you plan to leave?"

"I booked a flight for three days from now."

Mu Wan didn’t say where she was going this time... because she herself did not know specifically where to go. She thought it would be best if no one could find her.

Qin Mu: "..."

"Then can I still have meals here for three days?"

Hearing the man’s childish request, Mu Wan’s beautiful eyes paused, then she curled her lips into a sunny smile.

"Sure... this time you don’t need to pay any meal fee, let it be my treat. Consider it as making a friend."

"Great, every meal, is that okay?"

Mu Wan: "..."

Well...

She knew the man was always thick-skinned.

Mu Wan chuckled softly, raising the corners of her mouth.

"Okay, but you also have to add some ingredients yourself..."

"Deal."

The two talked warmly face-to-face as if they were old friends.

Sometimes, meeting such a friend in life... is truly delightful.

"Well, good night then."

Qin Mu took the initiative to say a good night, and Mu Wan darkened her beautiful eyes.

"Yeah, good night..."

Good night...

I love you.

In a lover’s whisper, Qin Mu spoke love profound to be comprehended by Mu Wan.

Qin Mu initially wanted to ask Mu Wan for some cold medicine, but after some thought, he decided against it.

After all, he had a sickness in his heart; even if his body healed, his heart would not.

...

The two spent time together quietly.

On the first day, Qin Mu returned from the supermarket with bags full of fresh fruits and vegetables, implying that he was waiting for Mu Wan to cook.

Mu Wan skillfully made four dishes and a soup, and after the man finished eating, she indicated for him to go to work at his company...

In the evening, the familiar figure came around for dinner as expected.

Mu Wan was of a cold disposition and didn’t like to talk much nonsense, most of the time, Qin Mu spoke intermittently while Mu Wan responded indifferently.

On the second day, Mu Wan arranged to have afternoon tea with Jian Ran and Hua Nuan.

The desserts were too sweet, and after just two bites Mu Wan felt nauseous and walked directly to the restroom to vomit heavily.

Jian Ran, worried, quickly followed after her.

"Xiaowan, are you okay..."

"No... ugh..."

Mu Wan barely replied before vomiting again heavily.

Jian Ran squinted her beautiful eyes, suspecting... these seemed to be pregnancy symptoms.

But considering Mu Wan’s situation, Jian Ran hesitated to voice her suspicion, and softly suggested, "Xiaowan, how about I accompany you to the hospital to check your stomach."

"It’s nothing, my stomach’s just acting finicky lately; I can’t handle sweet things, only craving sour ones."

"No... you need to see a doctor... otherwise, I can’t be at ease."

Seeing Jian Ran’s persistence, Mu Wan found it hard to refuse, but... she was flying out from Yuncheng early the following day, and she wasn’t sure if she’d get the test results in time.

"Alright, I’ll listen to you, Ranran."

...

Jian Ran and Hua Nuan accompanied Mu Wan to the hospital’s gastroenterology department for a check-up, secretly arranging for a blood test too.

Mu Wan’s symptoms looked like pregnancy. After all, Jian Ran had been through it before.

Not wanting to raise Mu Wan’s hopes only to see them dashed, Jian Ran discreetly submitted Mu Wan’s blood sample to the gynecology department for testing.

The pregnancy test needed two days for results.

Jian Ran quietly left her phone number for contact.

On the third day, Mu Wan started packing her luggage early... yes, a flight at 9 a.m. the next day.

Mu Wan spent three days drawing cartoon sketches for Tang Bao and Cubao and a happy family portrait for Gu Mochen’s household, depicting a blissfully happy family.

These were Mu Wan’s gifts for everyone.

She also bought health supplements for the old man, leaving them at home so Jian Ran could bring them at a later time.

...

At noon, Mu Wan received a call from an unknown number, which turned out to be Aimu.

"I’m working overtime for lunch and dinner today, I can’t come back to eat with you; let’s have supper together tonight."

Mu Wan nodded in response.

"Alright."

She packed her luggage alone, ready to bid farewell to this city by herself.

Mu Wan cleaned the house thoroughly, and after throwing out the trash in the bin downstairs, she was about to head back up when suddenly a man in black jumped out, pressing a sharp knife against her neck.

"Don’t move, hand over the money."