s red ribbon is for blessings. It's for many descendants to fill the house.""Lin Jinran, you talk too much." Fu Mo'han's face grew even darker.What is this woman thinking again She doesn't want to wri...The man's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor. Lin Jinyan gritted her teeth and turned to look towards the rehabilitation room.

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VIP lounge at the bar.

A spacious and luxurious leather sofa. Fu Mo'han sat alone, his face as dark and cold as the underworld king, making people dare not approach him.

He, with Lu Liming by his side, bent slightly at the waist, resting his arms on his legs, a half-full glass of liquor held in his fingers.

His eyes, unfocused, stared at the liquor in his hand. He pulled open his lips, his voice thick with alcohol, and uttered, "I heard she's getting married soon."

He finished the drink in one gulp, slamming the cup down with a loud clang. He reached for the bottle, but another hand grasped his, taking the bottle away.

Fu Mo'han poured himself a glass, placing the bottle beside him. He raised his cup and took a sip, saying calmly, "Well, she should get married too."

On the way back to Fu's residence, Fu MoHan received a call from Lu LiMing who was drunk. Fu MoHan instructed the driver to turn around and head there immediately.

Lu Liming said she was Lu Liming's first love.

Fu Mo Han knew clearly, even though Lu Li Ming acted as if he had long forgotten, in his heart the shadow of that woman still lingered.

However, back then the woman owed him a favor, and Lu Liming's personality wouldn't allow him to seek it out.

It's better to be married, so that thoughts of the past are cut off completely.

He raised his glass and took a sip, then swept his dark gaze toward the manager standing nearby. "Send him to rest," he commanded.

"Yes." The manager immediately stepped forward and helped Lu Liming up.

"Don't touch me, I'm not drunk." Lu Liming propped himself up against the sofa and stood up, his eyes, tinged with drunkenness, looked at Fu Mo Han sitting on the sofa. After a moment of silence, he said, "I can walk myself."

Saying that, he took unsteady steps towards the door, muttering to himself, "See I can walk."

"Follow him." Fu Mo'han glanced at the manager, who immediately followed behind Lu Liming, escorting him out of the bar and arranging transportation.

Halfway through the car ride, Lu Liming, who was half-drunk, suddenly opened his eyes, gave an address, and told the driver to go there. The driver turned the car around.

He didn't go home, going straight to Ji Yunting's residence. He still entered without permission, "Ji Yunting, Ji Yunting"

Lu Liming shouted loudly, stumbling towards the inside. Ji Yunting, who was sleeping inside, didn't hear Lu Liming's voice at all.

When Ji Yun Ting sleeps, he is very deep and rarely wakes up.

He only slept for four hours yesterday to finish his work. He's so tired today that even thunder couldn't wake him up, let alone Lu Liming's drunken shouts.

Lu Liming was unwilling to give up. He walked to the sofa and, supporting himself on it, continued walking towards the inside. He grasped the doorknob and with a gentle twist, opened the door.

The curtains were left open, moonlight streaming in. He swayed and stumbled inside, saw the bed, and fell onto it with a thud.

A faint, mellow fragrance soothed his agitated mind. He pulled the quilt over himself, closed his eyes, and drifted off to sleep.

"I'm going!"

A low shout exploded beside Lu Liming, and just as he was about to impatiently bark someone to shut up, a sudden pain in his waist sent him crashing to the ground.

"Ugh," Lu Liming frowned in pain, opened his eyes, and looked up at Ji Yun Ting on the bed whose hair was standing on end as he glared at him angrily. He retorted with displeasure, "What are you doing"

"What am I doing What are you doing" Ji Yun Ting was completely unconcerned with his image, pulling at the sheets with both hands, his eyes wide open.

The moment he opened his eyes, a familiar face came into view, leaving him pale with fright.

In the midst of the chaos, he kicked away...but was immediately reprimanded by Lu Liming. Wasn't it his responsibility to explain How could this happen, in his home, on his bedo leaveI just want to see that man!"Unacceptable." He blacked his face, pulled down his tie with one hand and threw it into Lin Jinyan's arms, "Keep practicing."Lin Jinran frowned, "It's much better t...