Assistant to My Contracted Husband

"Mrs. Gu, I’m afraid this situation doesn’t look optimistic."

"It’s fine, I’m confident."

Jian Ran looked at Officer Lu, giving the man a reassuring glance.

"Alright."

Officer Lu watched Jian Ran’s incredibly confident demeanor, inwardly marveling, a confident woman is beautiful.

Seeing Jian Ran so determined, the beauty seemed to emanate from inside out.

...

After Brulo prepared for about fifteen minutes, Zuo Wei was brought into the interrogation room.

Jian Ran and Officer Lu were already seated.

Brulo "thoughtfully" prepared surveillance equipment, clearly intending to record everything.

Jian Ran tugged the corners of her lips, thinking, "Recording, huh? If you’ve got the guts, livestream it. I’m not afraid of him."

"Mrs. Gu, this is standard procedure, I hope you can understand."

"Of course, I understand, I support your work."

"Thank you, Mrs. Gu."

"You’re welcome."

...

Jian Ran pulled a faint smile as Zuo Wei entered the interrogation room, immediately sensing the woman’s fierce gaze fixated on her, as if intending to tear her apart alive.

Heh...

Is this a mental problem?

She seems sharp and ruthless.

"How does it feel to be in a cell?"

Jian Ran spoke fluent English, extremely nonchalantly, lifting her hand to toy with a pen in her hand, as if asking an insignificant question.

"Jian Ran... you are the one who ruined me."

For the first time in her life, Zuo Wei was so embarrassed, even slapped twice, and not only that, ended up sitting in a police station, becoming a laughing stock for all of France.

Zuo Wei, who always cared about face, now even had the urge to die.

Jian Ran: "..."

Heh...

I’m the one who ruined her?

A bit exaggerated, no?

"I heard France takes defamation seriously, Miss Zuo, you’d better watch your words..."

Zuo Wei: "..."

The more relaxed Jian Ran appeared, the more Zuo Wei trembled with rage.

Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes landed on Zuo Wei before her, speaking softly.

"Hmm, can’t handle it? I merely said a word."

Jian Ran gave a faint smile, then pursed her lips and said.

"So, Zuo Wei, you’re just so-so, huh. Yelling in front of me about taking Gu Mochen, saying... it doesn’t matter if he has a wife, being a mistress is fine... then trying to kidnap my son to force my husband to marry you instead..."

Heh...

"Turns out... you were all talk before, all fake, weren’t you?"

Jian Ran deliberately tried to provoke Zuo Wei... seeing the woman furious, she felt uncontrollably delighted.

"Jian Ran... you... you witch, you must have fed Gu Mochen some love potion, otherwise, he wouldn’t be like this."

"He will definitely be attracted to me, then marry me..."

What a delusional dream.

Jian Ran scoffed, and Officer Lu beside her coughed...

This woman, really, isn’t mentally ill, mostly brainless, it’s terminal, utterly hopeless.

Jian Ran noticed Officer Lu beside her looking as if he wanted to vomit, pulling a slight smile.

Considering Officer Lu’s previous help, she couldn’t bear to let the man continue suffering.

Jian Ran quickly spoke: "Alright, Zuo Wei, stop your daydreaming, I’m very busy, no time to listen to your nonsense here."

Saying this, Jian Ran’s gaze shifted to Brulo standing by the door, her lips curling in sarcasm.

"I heard you have a mental illness? Unable to take responsibility for yourself?"

"Yes... humph... Jian Ran, didn’t expect this, did you? You’re in France, you can’t take me down..."

"Hahaha, this is France, my realm, my father’s realm, everyone must listen to us, so when I’m out, Gu Mochen will still be mine, you can forget about it."

Jian Ran: "..."

Jian Ran shrugged, picked her ear, clearly uninterested in Zuo Wei’s so-called daydreams.

"As far as I know, President Zuo is not young, hmm, what do you think, if you can’t be held criminally responsible, President Zuo... as your guardian, he’s responsible."

"Hmph, Jian Ran, I knew you’d say that, but let me tell you... dream on, my father is too old, so he doesn’t need to be responsible."

Looks like someone finally spilled their true intentions.

Zuo Wei and President Zuo are no fools, clearly planned with meticulous care.

Jian Ran feigned sudden realization, looked at Brulo beside her, and spoke.

"May I ask, Officer Brulo, if this is the case?"

"Yes, Mrs. Gu, I’m sorry to inform you, it is indeed this way."

Heh...

Jian Ran let out a cold laugh, feeling Brulo was overjoyed inside.

Jian Ran offered a slight smile, then raised her hand, tossing the document in her hand onto the table.

"Officer Brulo... there’s a document here, I think both you and Miss Zuo will be interested."

Brulo: "..."

What’s going on?

Zuo Wei’s expression also slightly changed, hastily opened the document in her hand, and upon seeing the diagnosis report’s words, her face turned pale.

The smug smile that was just on the corner of her mouth dissolved into nothingness.

Brulo swallowed, couldn’t help clenching his large hands.

The document clearly states Zuo Wei’s mental and physical conditions are excellent, as an adult, fully capable of taking responsibility for her actions.

Brulo felt as if a slap had been delivered right across his face.

Everything he just said... was... false.

"Ahem, Mrs. Gu, what do you mean by this?"

"Examination report, for Zuo Wei, so Brulo, no need to arrange a separate examination for Zuo Wei, the report... I’ve brought it."

"Brulo, she... what she has is fake, believe me... believe me, I don’t want to go to prison."

Zuo Wei was in complete panic, involuntarily reaching out to grab Brulo’s arm.

Jian Ran narrowed her phoenix eyes, sternly said: "From the most authoritative medical diagnosis in Paris, France, with a stamp, Zuo Wei... how dare you doubt, who gave you the nerve to lie?"

Jian Ran’s voice grew louder, Zuo Wei was even more frightened, palefaced.

Zuo Wei swallowed, now truly at a loss for words, completely unsure of what to say.