eels like it just happened yesterday.They had always disliked Lin Jinran and planned to use the gathering to frame him as a thief, making his identity as a petty criminal known. Who would have thought...For dinner, Fu Mochen was not at the Fu residence. Lin Jinfan ate alone and then headed into the guest room to start working.

By late at night, Zhang Sao came to knock on the door. Lin Jinran only reluctantly put down his pen, pounded his aching arm, and asked faintly, "Has he come back"

"No, Madam, if you're worried, you should call Master." Zhang Bo suggested.

"Maybe we shouldn't disturb him."

There wasn't much to say between them.

Zhang Sao sighed and said nothing, returning to her room to rest.

Lin Jin understood Zhang Sao's meaning, and pursed her lips.

They rarely contacted each other by phone or text message. When there was nothing important, Lin Jinran tried her best to avoid bothering Fu Mokhan.

A hasty connection, on the other hand, seems rather strange.

Sitting on the bed, Lin Jinran was fiddling with her phone, bored out of her mind.

"Zero zero zero." The phone vibrated a few times, and Lin Jinran was startled.

Another spam message

She curiously clicked it open. It was a message with no sender, reading: "I miss you. Give me some more time, and I'll definitely be by your side."

Lin Jin dyeing hung her head, staring at the three sentences on the text message.

The number, as always, remains a stranger.

Since her last unanswered call, she hadn't received any more anonymous text messages. She thought they were gone for good.

Lin Jinran almost thought no one would contact her anymore. Unexpectedly, the anonymous text message came again.

Who played a prank on her

Lin Jinran frowned in displeasure, dialing the number again. It went straight to voicemail. He hung up.

She sent him a text message.

——

The silent, dark room was illuminated by the breathing light of a phone, blinking with a green glow.

After the breathing lamp went out, the slender fingers picked up the phone and opened it. Mu Shaocheng's warm eyes looked at the text message content on his phone, and the corners of his lips twitched into a bitter trace.

The only thing above is a short sentence: Stop texting me, you got the wrong number, it's blocked.

Distinct bones of the fingers, rubbing against the cold lettering on the surface.

After a moment, Mu Shaocheng reluctantly put down his phone and turned it over.

The room once again fell silent and dark.

—

Over the next week, Lin Jinran spent most of her time, besides sleeping, in the temporary guest room she had set up.

Besides sleeping, eating, and leaving, I basically spent all my time in the guest room, working overtime to tailor the designs for Fu Mo Han.

Just like she was busy, Fu Mochen had also been working long hours recently.

They rarely bumped into each other. She would fall asleep, and he would return. She would wake up, and he would leave.

Chang's wife started nagging her more and more in his ear, constantly going on and on about how Fu Mo Han had a bad stomach and didn't eat properly.

Lin Jinran's ears were about to get callouses from listening.

She understood Zhang's meaning, but she was really busy and didn't want to waste any more time.

Zhang Sao couldn't persuade her, so she sighed and went downstairs to look at the simmering soup.

Lin Jinran watched her leave, lightly biting his lip.

She got up and went to Fu Mo'han's study. Opening the door, she happened to see Tiantian wiping something.

Sweet Pea saw her and politely called out, "Madam."

Lin Jindian nodded, walking towards the bookshelf beside her. She remembered there was a book there that might be helpful.

Her eyes glanced over the bookshelf, and a sweet voice rang out behind her, "Need any help"

"No, you should go and do your own thing." Lin Jinran politely declined Tiantian's offer.

As Tiantian was leaving, she gave Lin Jinyan an uneasy glance. She saw that she was still looking at the bookshelf and didn't seem to notice what she was doing. She probably hadn't seen her. this joke isn't funny. " 。Lin Shan'er's face was pale. Her slender fingers gripped a red wine glass tightly. 。"Shan'er" 。Actually, Ye Xiao had already decided to confront Lin Shan'er, but some thing...