turned to silence.Suddenly, Lin Jinran opened his eyes and turned his head to look towards the door. There was no figure of a man in the room, and even the familiar scent of the man was gradually diss...Within less than a minute, Mu Shaocheng replied: Okay, I'll try my best to make time.

Lin Jin dyed his fingers skillfully clicked: It's still where you said, you don't have to come to pick me up, I go myself, you wait for me in the pavilion just fine.

Mu Shaochen replied very promptly: No problem.

Lin Jinran didn't say anything else: "I'll rest now, see you tomorrow."

Mu Shaocheng: See you tomorrow, good night!

Putting away her phone, Lin Jinran got up and walked toward the bedroom. Tomorrow, she had to make things clear with Mu Shaocheng. She needed to cut off all his thoughts about her before things escalated further.

A woman who could accompany Mu Shaocheng for several years, he didn't know how to cherish her, yet he came to seek what he had never possessed.

Is this how everyone is

What is too easily obtained, and what is already possessed, should be cherished.

To covet what one has never possessed, what one has never had, as a precious treasure.

He is, Fu Mokhan is also.

No.

Lin Jinyan shook his head.

Mu Shaochen didn't cherish Sang Lan's company and dedication. He liked her, but she no longer liked him.

Fu Mochen liked Lin Ruochu, and Lin Ruochu also liked Fu Mochen. It was she who intervened, breaking them apart.

It's still different.

Lin Jinran raised her head and glanced at the suit, a slight annoyance rising in her heart. She turned around and left the guest bedroom, returning to the master bedroom.

The room was slightly cool. The balcony window was open, and the night wind blew in.

Fu Mo-han hadn't returned yet, and it had been a while since they last saw each other.

It's better not to meet. She doesn't know what attitude to take towards Fu Mochen right now, facing the voice on her phone that night.

As night deepened, a solitary figure struggled to sleep.

Lin Jinran didn't know when she fell asleep, only that Fu Mochen was still not back.

Are you busy, or did you go find Lin Ruochu

"000." A piercing bell, shattered the silent night.

Lin Jinran was so scared that her heart skipped a beat. She turned her head and looked at the phone on the table, her mind resisting the urge to answer it.

She pursed her lips and reached out helplessly, was it Lin Ruochu's number

Is this a repeat of that night's phone call

The ringtone cut off, but before Lin Jinran could let out a breath of relief, it rang again. It seemed determined to keep ringing until she answered or hung up.

Lin Jinran furrowed her brows, unconsciously biting her lip. The worst was that night's sound, wasn't it Could there be anything else

Taking a deep breath, Lin Jin pressed the answer button. "Hello"

"Tonight, Mo Han isn't coming back." Lin Ruochu's voice came with a triumphant air, like a sharp and exposed needle, piercing Lin Jinfan's ears.

Holding her phone, her fingers clenched tightly, then tightened again. She knew exactly what it meant when he didn't answer.

"Oh, by the way, this call is private between us, so please don't call Mo Han. Just to avoid him getting angry."

After Lin Ruochu finished speaking, she hung up the phone directly.

Looking up at the starry sky, he frowned unhappily. Working overtime until this time, was it really going to be all night

It's really annoying, but it's kind of fun to get Lin Jin Dye mad. It adds a little spice to the boredom.

A series of busy tones suddenly came from Lin Jinran's phone, startling him. He lowered his arm, fell onto the bed, and felt no fatigue at all.

Lin Ruochu's words echoed in her mind, "Tonight, Mo Han won't be returning."

So, it's true then.

They actually got together...

After a sleepless night, Lin Jinran felt like he was walking on cotton. His whole body felt lightheaded and uncomfortable.

She wanted to hold on, but her body simply couldn't take it. She took a sick leave, didn't even eat, and lay in bed, sleeping soundly until the afternoon when she slowly woke up.

Having settled everything properly, I drove to the designated meeting place.

Fu Mo'han, who was busy with official business, received a strange text message on his phone. It only contained two photos. Upon seeing the message content, an icy layer covered his stern face.

As I walked along, my cell phone rang. It was Fu Mo Han calling.

When the forest was dyed red, Lin Jin's heart skipped a beat, uncomfortably biting his lower lip.

After pressing the answer button, Fu Mo'han's voice was cold and commanding, "Where are you"ibrary. It's too big, no need.” "Just sit at the dining table and read for a while, I'll take two pictures, one imitating his, and one in my own style." 。”“可以。Su Han thought about it for a moment, an...