voice, "Sister, good morning."A single sentence, like a sword, pierced straight into Lin Jinran's heart.In the morning, pajamas, a woman, you don't have to think too hard to guess that Xiaoran spent...Fu Shaoqing paid and walked out of the restaurant, seeing Lin Jinran and Su Han from afar with their backs to him, holding sparklers in their hands.

He smiled faintly and strode toward the two people.

Suddenly, Lin Jinran turned his body, as if he had seen him. He waved the sparkler with a smile and shouted loudly, "We're over here, come quickly."

The sparklers in her hand burned brightly, showering her surroundings with dazzling light.

Suddenly, Fu Shaoqing's heart felt like it had been struck hard. He had never imagined that Lin Jinran, who had always been so quiet, could also have such a lively side.

It was indeed quite a surprise.

Another pair of dark, penetrating eyes fell upon Lin Jinran, a flicker of unreadable emotion in their depths.

The fireworks in Lin Jin's hand had burned out, she regretfully threw it into the trash can. She wanted to call Su Han, but when she looked up, she saw a tall figure standing not far away, and the smile on her face froze.

How did he come here

Fu Mo's eyes sank, unwilling to see him like this

But, see, it's not up to her!

He strode over to Lin Jinran with long strides, his voice light, "Had enough fun, time to go back."

"Big Brother is here." Fu Shaoqing also saw Fu Mo's figure, he put away the strangeness that arose in his heart and walked over.

Fu Mo'han gave Fu Shaoqing a cold glance, his voice still as cold as ever, "Take Su Han back."

After saying that, he reached out and grabbed Lin Jinran's fair wrist, forcefully pulling him closer. "Let's go."

Lin Jinran was helpless. She glanced back at Su Han and Fu Shaoqing, though she was very unwilling to follow Fu Mo'han, in order to let them be alone together, she could only agree to Fu Mo'han's words, "Shaoqing, you take Su Han back to the hotel."

Fu Mo Han's face suddenly darkened, calling him so intimately, huh!

His grip tightened involuntarily, Lin Jinran winced and frowned, being forcefully pulled by Fu Mo'han onto his black Maybach.

Releasing his wrist, Fu Mo Han saw Lin Jin Ran's other hand gently rubbing the wrist he had just gripped, along with a distinct red mark.

He was a little annoyed that Lin Jinran hadn't said a word just now, and sarcastically said, "Are you mute Why don't you speak when you're in pain!"

"It's nothing." Lin Jinyan quickly excused herself, clearly not wanting to speak to Fu Mo Han.

Fu Mo'han's black eyes were even colder, and he narrowed them slightly. A dangerous aura rose in the carriage.

Just now, he clearly saw Lin Jinran smiling at Fu Shaoqing.

At this moment, she gave him the cold shoulder and didn't even want to say much.

Shapeshifting, so fast!

Fu Mo Han's thin lips tightened, his voice was cold and slow, "What, are you unwilling to be with me"

Lin Jinyan subconsciously turned her head and glanced at Fu Mo寒, just meeting his deep black eyes.

"Just bear with it, even if you don't want to!"

Lin Jinran pursed her lips, her pretty face showing a helpless and powerless expression.

She felt a stifling atmosphere in the carriage, making her extremely uncomfortable. She wanted to escape, but she couldn't, for fear of incurring Fu Mochen's even greater wrath.

Then, there will inevitably be another argument.

She didn't want to fight, nor did she want an argument.

"I know."

Lin Jinran's compromising attitude did not improve Fu Mokhan's mood, but instead made it heavier.

He drove his Maybach at top speed, recklessly overtaking cars, venting his frustration.

Lin Jinran, sitting in the passenger seat, nervously clenched her fingers and closed her eyes tightly, not daring to look at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window.

A journey that would have taken tens of minutes was shortened to just a few.

The car was stable. Lin Jinran unbuckled her seat belt and got out, running away.

Fu Mo'han didn't get out of the car immediately. His dark gaze fell on Lin Jinran who was in the co-pilot seat, holding an unlit firework stick. His sword brows furrowed again.

A feeling of unease lingered in my mind, refusing to be shaken off.

He saw through the car window that the bedroom light was on. The woman had already gone into the bedroom. She would probably take a shower and go to sleep next.

Tears rolling down a woman's graceful body, her fair complexion, and crimson lips. Fu Mo Han's eyes dimmed slightly at once.

He desperately wanted this woman.oom and arrived at the lobby. Just then, they heard the front desk staff talking, "It's not like she's our own."Another worker worried, "It sounds pretty intense in there. Should we send a few people...