Mokhan leaned in close to Lin Jinran, his long arms bracing against the table, trapping her between the table and his chest.His dark and icy eyes were fixed on her clear ones, his voice low but chilli...Lin Jinran, immersed in his work, heard the sound of his phone ringing. He thought it was Fu Mochen calling.

At dead of night, why did Xu Ronghua call

Ignoring the incoming call, Lin Jinran chose not to answer. He didn't want to seek out any discomfort.

Just as her phone rang, it abruptly stopped and then started again, sounding like a death knell, forcing her to pick up.

Sighing helplessly, Lin Jinran picked up his phone and pressed the answer button.

It wasn't Xu Rong hua's sharp voice on the phone, but Lin Ruochu's slow and languid one. "Has Mo Han gone back"

Unknowingly, Lin Jinran felt a slight discomfort in his heart.

Lin Ruochu didn't seem to expect Lin Jinran to answer, and chuckled to herself, "Mo Han just left from here. I was worried about him, so I called to ask if he had gone back"

"No." Lin Jinran replied coldly, then said, "If you're worried about him, just call him directly. There's no need to call me."

"Who I want to call is my business, but you dare to accuse me of not calling you What right do you have" Lin Ruochu sneered, raising her hand and looking at her newly painted nails. "You'd better recognize your own position and don't really think you are Mrs. Fu."

As soon as the words left his lips, he heard a series of clicks through his headphones.

Lin Jinran pursed her lips, a tight knot of discomfort forming in her heart.

She understood the meaning of Lin Ruochu's phone call, a reminder of her status.

Thinking that Fu Mo Han was calling her for work, she naively didn't expect it to be about Lin Ruochu.

Yes, compared to coming back for dinner, Lin Ruochu is indeed more important.

A sense of loss welled up within me, bringing with it a faint bitterness.

Looking at the half-finished tuxedo sleeve in front of him, Lin Jinran suddenly lost interest.

Get up, walk toward the door, turn off the lights, and leave the bedroom.

When Fu Mo Han returned to the Fu residence, only Tian Tian was in the living room doing the final tidying.

Tian Tian saw Fu Mo Han and respectfully said, "Young Master, you're back."

"Hmm." Fu Mo Han replied faintly, "Dinner, heat it up."

"Just a moment." Tiantian turned and hurried towards the kitchen.

Fu Mochen then walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat down, waiting for the sweet dinner to heat up.

After about ten or so minutes, Tiantian brought out the hot dishes one by one, and finally, she presented a golden egg fried rice.

Fu Mo's long fingers picked up a spoon and took a taste. The flavor was good, but it seemed to be missing something.

Then, Fu Mochen put down his spoon and didn't take another bite of the golden fried rice.

" Timidly standing aside, she asked nervously, "Young Master, I wonder if you'd like the Golden Egg Fried Rice"

"Who did this"

"I did it." Tiantian dared not conceal anything, truthfully stating, "This was given to me by Madam. I've practiced for a long time, but I still haven't grasped the essence of Mistress Shao's skills."

Fu Mo Han raised an eyebrow in surprise, "Lin Jin Ran"

Tian Tian nodded vigorously. "Yes, young madam's fried rice is so delicious! Every grain of rice is coated in egg liquid, it's the best fried rice I've ever eaten. I asked young madam to teach me how to make it."

Lin Jinran's scrambled eggs

Was it Xiaoyu or Lin Jinyan who used to make the egg fried rice he ate

Fu MoHan set down his chopsticks, his black eyes gazing at TianTian's serious expression. He asked in a deep voice, "Do you know if Xiaoyu can cook"t time Hou Shao resigned, he said he was going abroad. I didn't expect him to be back so soon, it's really quite a surprise.She happened to be free these days, but she wasn't in a good mood and didn't...