take the wine bottle from Lin Jin Ran's hand, but Lin Jin Ran dodged him and drank it all.Lin Jinran tilted her head and glanced at Ji Yun Ting, a little unhappy. "I came here to drink."Ji Yun Ting h...Fu Mo Han seemed not to notice Lin Jin Ran's hesitation. His long fingers casually picked up the paper and pretended to tear it, "It seems you don't need it anymore" 。"Don't!" Lin Jin hurriedly ran to the marble table, reaching out to snatch it, afraid that Fu Mochen would really tear it up. 。"I, I kiss you" 。After saying that, her cheeks flushed. 。Fu Mo'han stopped his movements, his black eyes fixed on Lin Jinran's pretty red cheeks, his gaze scorching. 。Come here.

"He hesitated, wanting to kiss her. Lin Jinran felt a twinge of doubt. But then he thought about the case and its consequences. It was more important than anything else. Gritting his teeth, he made up his mind." 。However, she was not prepared to go to Fu Mo Han's side. 。Having a precedent, she no longer fell into Fu Mo Han's pre-dug pit once more. 。Lin Jinran's water-like eyes flickered, and she stretched out her arm abruptly, pulling Fu Mo's tie across the table toward her. 。Fu Mo'han lightly frowned, leaning forward with his body, a slight arc curving his thin lips as he awaited Lin Jinran's kiss. 。Her cherry lips covered his thin ones, a light kiss before she wanted to run away. 。How could he allow that 。Her long fingers, like lightning, clenched onto the collar of her blouse, forcing her to remain still. He blocked her lips once more. 。"Mmm..." Lin Jinran widened her eyes, and her whole body collapsed onto the table. 。The plan and reality differed again. She loosened her grip on the tie, pushing it towards Fu Mo'han. The man pulled her back with a jerk, causing Lin Jiany to half her body lie on the table, her toes barely touching the ground. She didn't dare push any further. 。She could only let Fu Mo Han sweep over her sweetness until her face was flushed and hot, before he finally loosened the collar of her shirt. 。Lin Jinran did not hesitate. He braced his hands on the table and pushed himself up, using the marble main desk to create distance between them. 。Wet eyes stared at the man, ignoring the blush on her cheeks, and reaching out to him, "Give me" 。Two sheets of paper were handed to Lin Jinyan. She clutched them and quickly unfolded them, eager to read. 。

This content is based on the recording of a male villager who followed Zhao Mei. The male villager stated that he followed Zhao Mei because he knew she had money, and he enjoyed the good food and comfortable life with her. However, Zhao Mei never told them where the money came from. 。They speculated that Zhao Mei had made money as a mistress, and later when Zhao Mei ran out of money, she repeatedly asked them to repay her, so they left her. 。He continued to work until he was found by the police this time and asked about Zhao Mei. 。As for the other villager, I couldn't get through on the phone and have no idea where he went. 。

A male villager provided information that the said villager was a gambler and had recently told him he wanted to borrow money from Zhao Mei to repay his gambling debts. Whether or not he succeeded in borrowing is unknown. 。

Currently, police are investigating another missing male villager. The contents of the paper are only these. 。Frowning slightly, Lin Jinran was somewhat unwilling. 。There is absolutely no mention of Xu Ronghua and Lin Ruochu on this piece of paper. 。It is still unclear whether Zhao Mei committed suicide or was murdered. It is necessary to find the gambling man from her hometown and ask if he saw Zhao Mei. 。The paper was placed on the table and pushed towards Fu Mo Han. "I've finished reading it, I'm leaving." 。Fu Mo Han nodded. 。Lin Jinran turned around and walked to the tea table, lifted the thermos and walked towards the door. 。With a single hand, she twisted the doorknob but didn't pull it open. Behind her, Fu Mochen's faint voice drifted over, "Have you thought about what gift you'll give me next time" 。Lin Jin's movements paused slightly. Next timepursued. 。The television displayed a photo of a lone fugitive. He was thin with triangular eyes and a sinister look in his gaze, giving him an air of menace. 。Lin Jinran looked at the photos seriously...