Assistant to My Contracted Husband

In the restaurant, the five of them were eating.

Sister Ping, Jian Ran, and Gu Xiran all knew exactly what kind of person Song Le was. Director Ou really did have a terrible memory most of the time, but nobody expected the casual words he’d just said to jab right into Song Le’s soft spot and make her embarrass herself to death.

What could you do? The woman’s acting wasn’t great, she had too much messy drama, and she went places without her agent—who knew what the hell she was up to.

After Director Ou finished speaking, he realized the atmosphere had turned awkward, and as for Song Le’s expression, it couldn’t have gotten any uglier.

"So yeah, Xiran, back then I saw you living off takeout for so long. Later when we started eating together, I quietly took note of what you like to eat."

Gu Xiran felt a warmth in her chest. Hearing what Director Ou said, she nodded.

"Thank you, Director Ou."

Jian Ran smoothly picked up the thread, raised the wine glass in front of her, and said gracefully, "Director Ou, thank you for taking such good care of our Baobao."

"You’re too polite, Mrs. Gu. It’s because you and Mr. Gu raised her well. Everyone who’s worked with Xiran has nothing but praise for her."

"Director Ou, you flatter her."

...

Listening to Director Ou and Jian Ran chatting away like old friends, Song Le tightened her grip on her wine glass until she nearly crushed it.

Why?

Gu Xiran only existed to make her look bad.

Song Le hated her so much her teeth itched. She wanted to blurt out the whole fake engagement thing between her and Qin Jin, but when the words reached her lips, she swallowed them back down.

She didn’t dare.

Qin Jin had a cold personality, and the only person he cared about was Gu Xiran. She didn’t know why Qin Jin had turned Xiran down, but if she made it public knowledge now, Qin Jin would definitely put her on ice.

Song Le could only suffer in silence, grinding her teeth into dust and swallowing it.

...

Ou Cheng was very familiar with Gu Xiran, Jian Ran, and Sister Ping. During the meal, they chatted about family stuff and work, the mood easy and harmonious.

At first, Song Le had been thinking maybe she could stir the pot a bit in front of Director Ou, make things difficult for Gu Xiran in the crew. But after thinking it over, she could only give up and force herself to act like she was close with Gu Xiran, joining in the small talk.

"Xiran, how have you been lately? Haven’t seen you in ages. I was at your birthday last time too..."

Gu Xiran: "..."

Fine, she was trying to cozy up.

Sister Ping wanted to put her chopsticks down and properly tell this woman off, but Gu Xiran quietly took her hand.

Throughout the meal, Song Le kept trying to刷存在感, interrupting people every now and then, which really was a bit off‑putting.

But in front of Director Ou, since Song Le wanted to put on a show, it wouldn’t look good to tear her down.

Otherwise, Gu Xiran wouldn’t be able to figure out what exactly was going on between her and Qin Jin.

"Mm, I’m fine. Same old. I just pick scripts I like and then go film."

Gu Xiran’s tone was neither warm nor cold, extremely elegant. Set against Song Le’s impatience, she came off much more outstanding.

"I see. Let’s go shopping together sometime when you’re free. I still owe you a birthday present. I’m just afraid my gift will be too shabby—you’re used to all the good stuff, you might not even want it."

Song Le spoke with a pitiful look on her face. This time not only did Sister Ping feel annoyed, Jian Ran narrowed her phoenix eyes, equally displeased.

"It’s fine. A lot of my gifts are handwritten cards from fans. I’ve kept them all and haven’t thrown a single one away all these years. Gifts are about the thought behind them—I don’t think you have to buy something from going shopping."

Gu Xiran neither humbled herself nor acted arrogant, leaving Song Le a bit embarrassed.

"Xiran, what you just said really hit home for me. I’ll drink to that."

"Okay, thank you, Director Ou. But mine’s warm water and yours is baijiu, so be careful and don’t drink too much."

In her heart, Gu Xiran already treated Director Ou as an elder, so her words were naturally full of concern.

"Alright, you really are such a thoughtful girl. I still remember that time I lost my temper on set and no one dared make a sound. You secretly slipped me an orange... haha."

Everyone chuckled. Gu Xiran stuck out her tongue playfully and said, "Yeah, I was about to head back to the city and didn’t want to lug that orange around—it was too heavy, so I just handed it to you... And come on, an orange doesn’t count as trying to curry favor."

"Hahaha..."

...

Halfway through the meal, Gu Xiran went to the bathroom once, and soon enough, Song Le followed her in.

It was a top‑floor restaurant, so there were very few diners, and in the bathroom it was just the two of them.

Gu Xiran took in the woman who had followed her, the corner of her mouth lifting.

"What a coincidence."

"Xiran, I came to apologize to you."

Hearing that, Gu Xiran narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly. She rinsed her hands, then dried them with a paper towel and raised a brow.

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