One hand for money, one hand for the person.
Jian Ran pulled at the corner of her lips.
This Han Siming actually dared to target Tang Bao, huh, he really doesn't care about his long life.
Jian Ran glanced at Gu Mochen beside her, finding the man's dark eyes frozen cold in indifference.
Jian Ran pressed her lips together, reached out her small hand, and clasped Gu Mochen's big hand, their fingers intertwined, their hearts in silent understanding.
Han Siming...
He's definitely doomed.
...
Inside the private room:
Su Wei listened to Gu Mochen's words, her eyes startled.
"You... what do you want Tang Bao for?"
"As you said, I am Gu Mochen's brother, so this Tang Bao is my niece. Seeing her is nothing but to strengthen family ties."
Su Wei: "..."
Han Siming's ulterior motives are obvious to everyone.
Su Wei looked fearfully at the man in front of her, pressed her lips, and couldn't say anything for quite a while.
After all, there's Han Siming and Gu Mochen's relationship.
