he black Maybach. Lin Jinran watched his back, confused, and chased after him, "Where are you going""Aren't we going to the hospital" Fu Mo寒 got into the car, using his uninjured left hand to pick up...Too familiar, to the point that Lin Jinran's movements froze, and unconsciously, her mind recalled Fu Mo'han's voice.frying, curiously asking, "Fish-flavored pork shreds"Lánjù continued to skillfully stir-fry the dishes in the pot, replying with a, "Mmm.""It smells so good," Tang Yiy said, deeply inhaling and stretc...