Han Siming... One day, I will make you regret it.
...
Jian Ran and Gu Mochen drove to the Gu Family headquarters, which wasn't much better than the hospital.
It was crowded with media reporters again.
Gu Mochen furrowed his brows and drove Jian Ran directly into the underground garage, then escorted her straight to the CEO's private elevator.
Jian Ran pursed her lips...
Gu Wei, that scum... Even if he has dementia, he still has to blame Gu Mochen.
Forcefully imposing moral coercion on Gu Mochen... This is really the stroke caused by the stress, and all these messes were created by Han Siming.
Trouble follows trouble...
Jian Ran's beautiful eyes furrowed, her expression somewhat solemn.
Words of concern that she wanted to speak out... but she didn't know where to start.
Gu Mochen seemed to think of something and handed the vitamins from his pocket to Jian Ran.
