Having said that, Jian Ran handed the recording pen she held to Gu Mochen.
Gu Mochen raised his hand to take it from Jian Ran, his dark eyes already slightly moved by her words, brimming with a lustrous light.
Sweet nothings are not necessarily only whispered by men.
Sometimes... the words spoken by a woman seep into the heart like warm water gently flowing to its core.
The way men and women express their emotions is different, and right now... Gu Mochen, silent yet not speaking, was already experiencing a tempest inside his heart.
At Jian Ran's words, Han Siming was completely petrified, shaking his head in disbelief, "Ranran, it's impossible, you're lying to me, aren't you? You and Gu Mochen are already divorced, the divorce agreement has been signed; I've checked the agreement, there's nothing wrong with it, and the signatures of you and Gu Mochen are also genuine."
