"Isn’t that so..."
...
Behind them, the shareholders were engaged in a heated discussion. Jian Ran curled her lips, knowing all too well what would happen today. When Carlo was attacked days ago, none of them ca out to defend him; they were always counting on Gu Mochen to handle everything by himself.
Jian Ran and Gu Mochen walked out of the eting room, and the company’s broadcast had already repeatedly announced Gu Mochen’s decision.
For most employees, it was undoubtedly bad news.
However, Carlo had gathered elite talent with high pay, and the company had provided perfect accommodations, so working elsewhere wasn’t really a big problem.
The crowd, surprised, began to calmly think about what this ant for their futures.
So people already started considering immigration.
...
Jian Ran and Gu Mochen held hands, with so trying to inquire about Carlo, but were turned away by security.
"Sorry, sorry, President Gu is now rushing for a flight... If there’s anything, please report to your supervisor. The HR departnt will contact everyone individually regarding new positions later."
"Please support President Gu’s decision... Check the news, it’s been announced that the supposed incident causing a miscarriage has been clarified."
The crowd, hearing this from security, quickly redirected their attention to their computers.
The news, besides revealing the truth about the miscarriage, also announced Gu Mochen’s decision to withdraw funding from Carlo in France.
It had only been published for less than ten minutes, yet it was already the front-page headline.
Ample reposts on major websites followed...
The click rate quickly surpassed a billion.
Those not considering immigration or working abroad rapidly posted complaints, arguing that if the French side had handled the incident properly without constant rumors and slander, things wouldn’t have ended up in this situation.
...
Jian Ran and Gu Mochen swiftly arrived at the private airport by car. Before boarding the plane, Jian Ran was still reading the heated discussions among netizens.
Soone stirred up trouble by pointing fingers at President Zu and even France’s finance minister.
Overall, it was a lively ss.
Jian Ran watched the screen full of complaints and couldn’t help but let out a chuckle.
The wife was responsible for reading the news, while Gu Mochen took care of their son.
"Honey... tossing out such a ss feels particularly satisfying..."
Gu Mochen looked at Jian Ran’s smiling face, raised a hand to ruffle her hair, and said, "Alright, shut down the phone, we’re ready to take off."
"Okay... sure."
Just when Jian Ran was about to turn off her phone, she received a call from Secretary Zhou.
"Madam... France’s finance minister just called President Gu, but he couldn’t reach him... He wants to say a few words to him. I’m under pressure here, so that’s why I’m telling you."
Jian Ran: "..."
Ha... now they want to co around.
Too late.
"Hmm, tell him we’re at the airport and the signal is bad, we’re already on the plane..."
"Alright..."
Secretary Zhou smirked, admiring how bold Madam was; she was really impressive.
"What if he asks when you’ll land?"
"Tell him you got fired..."
Secretary Zhou: "..."
Alright then.
Understood.
"Mission accomplished, Madam."
"Okay, Secretary Zhou, see you at the wedding."
"Alright."
...
After hanging up, Jian Ran couldn’t help but chuckle, and Gu Mochen glanced at her bright smile, his lips curling.
"Mochen, once we land, let’s check the news, see how they’re being shad and criticized."
"Sure."
Gu Mochen wrapped his arms around his wife, finding it slightly inconvenient with the baby. He placed Little Cubao in a nearby stroller, his lips curling up slightly.
"Whatever the wife says goes..."
"Mochen... what are you thinking about? Do you feel like you’ve gotten revenge?"
Gu Mochen looked at the woman’s lively eyes, his lips curving up.
"No... Actually, I’m thinking about our daughter... Miss her so much."
Jian Ran: "..."
Actually, I miss her too.
"These 8 hours on the plane are too long; I can’t wait to fly to her."
You bet.
Jian Ran gazed into Gu Mochen’s deep eyes, cuddled into his arms, softly saying, " too, she’s waiting for us at ho..."
"Yes, but I worry she might not miss us, playing happily with Qin Jin."
Jian Ran, seeing Gu Mochen’s blunt truth, pinched his handso face, complaining, "Can you stop speaking the truth all the ti?"
"Okay."
Gu Mochen kissed her brow, holding her tightly.
"From now on, strict rules apply: no dating until 25... let the Qin kid suffer."
Jian Ran: "..."
As the future mother-in-law, I truly pity our son-in-law.
Pity him so much.
...
During the 8-hour flight, Little Cubao ate and slept, waking up to eat again before sleeping more.
Jian Ran wasn’t so fortunate, though; passing Little Cubao to the accompanying staff, she was then pulled into the bedroom by Gu Mochen.
Gu Mochen, having abstained for so long, was glad Little Cubao was finally three months old, feeling that he hadn’t had a proper al.
Taking this chance, why not indulge himself and spend the long flight doing sothing beneficial for body and soul?
It was hard on Jian Ran.
Dealing with the young one, then the old one.
...
AM, Yuncheng City:
Jian Ran and Gu Mochen arrived at the Qin Family swiftly after the plane landed.
Jian Anguo and Tang Bao had stayed at the Qin Family for the past three days while Jian Ran was in France.
The Qin Family saw Jian Ran and Gu Mochen, and a servant quickly said: "Mr. Gu, Mrs. Gu, Mr. Jian is resting in the guest room on the first floor."
Jian Ran couldn’t help but ask, "And what about Tang Bao?"
"Miss Tang Bao, well, she’s in the second floor, in young master Qin Jin’s room. These days, Miss Tang Bao has worried about him having nightmares, afraid of the dark, and has stayed with him. Hehe, Miss Tang Bao is so adorable."
Jian Ran was dumbfounded.
Beside her, Gu Mochen’s face turned completely dark.
Nightmares?
Clearly, Tang Bao made that up...
Jian Ran pursed her lips and saw Gu Mochen’s dark expression, softly continuing.
"Tang Bao... couldn’t use such a la excuse, could she?"
"Hehe, Miss Tang Bao said she doesn’t care about reasons, as long as it works and she has thick skin... Efficiency matters! It’s just an iceberg, she’ll manage, Mrs. Gu, frankly, I’ve been at the Qin Family for a while, it’s the first ti seeing young master Qin Jin so defeated."
The servant, though sleepy in the morning, couldn’t resist laughing.
Jian Ran pursed her lips, feeling imnse pressure.
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