Jian Ran had no idea what had just happened.
After Han Siming spoke to Gu Mochen, the latter's aura turned chillingly cold.
Moreover, his dark eyes exuded a frightening coldness that was bone-chilling.
And yet… in the battle that had just concluded, Gu Mochen had performed more elegantly than anyone else.
Jian Ran pursed her lips; since her pregnancy, she couldn't keep up with Gu Mochen's large strides, and she said softly, "Mo Chen, slow down a bit..."
"Hmm…"
The woman's voice was very gentle, injecting a dose of courage into Gu Mochen. He narrowed his eyes and stopped in his tracks, then directly gathered Jian Ran into his arms.
Jian Ran: "…"
Jian Ran hadn't expected Gu Mochen's abrupt turnaround.
Now… in front of all these people, if Gu Mochen did this… what if others saw?
