tly took photos of him with their phones while whispering amongst themselves.In the vast night sky, transparent balloons tied with crimson lanterns floated. Many children held one in each hand and pla...He couldn't quite make out what he heard. Retracting his finger, Lin Jin quietly and silently approached the slightly ajar door and peered through a crack in it.

A single table lamp flickered on the coffee table in the living room. Fu Mo Han sat on the sofa, his face hidden in the shadows, only his thin lips and jawline visible in the light.

He was staring at the laptop screen in front of him, wearing Bluetooth headphones, listening to the other person's words.

Although Mingming hadn't done anything, Lin Jinran inexplicably found Fu Mochen's focused work look incredibly alluring.

I want to remind him to take a break, but I'm afraid of interrupting his work.

Standing at the door for a few seconds, Lin Jinran silently prepared to go back to the restroom to sleep. A cold and harsh voice came from beside him, carrying an undeniable refusal, "I won't use Ruochu for this!"

Startled, she turned her head in astonishment, looking at the man through the door crack. What was Lin Ruochu doing

Fu Mo'han clearly didn't want to talk about it anymore, "This matter, ends here. She doesn't need to be involved."

I'm even more curious now, what exactly is Fu Mo Han talking about What does he not need Lin Ruochu to do

Through the crack in the door, she could clearly see Fu Mo's cold and stern expression, unusually serious. It seemed that this matter was dangerous, and his reason for refusing was to prevent Lin Ruochu from getting hurt!

Startled, she heard Fu Mo'han’s impatience growing. "I know, I'm hanging up." He forcefully ended the call.

Fu Mo Han closed his laptop with a snap, his hand coming up to rub the furrow between his brows. His usually cold and aloof expression was even more serious than usual.

Lin Jinran didn't dare to stay any longer, he took a few steps back and turned around, tiptoeing back to the bed, lying down softly.

He could then hear a slight creaking sound from the door, and the room brightened slightly as footsteps approached.

He hastily closed his eyes, calming his ragged breath, appearing to sleep soundly.

Fu Mo Han lowered his steps and walked to Lin Jin Ran's bedside, seeing her white arm stretched out of the quilt, sleeping soundly.

He carefully lifted Lin Jinran's arm and tucked the corner of the blanket in, before returning to bed to rest.

Last night, she overheard a sentence. Lin Jinyan's heart was unsettled. What exactly was it What were Fu Mochen and Lin Ruochu hiding from her

To such an extent that by dusk when he woke, he couldn't fall asleep, feeling a heaviness in his heart. It wasn't until the east began to show the first light of dawn that sleep finally came over him, barely able to lull him into slumber.

It was past noon when I woke up.

Lin Jin's wounds were healing quickly. Being cooped up in the hospital was boring. After lunch, he asked Aunt Zhang to accompany him to see his mother and stayed with her for a while.

At the hospital, I just happened to see a nurse standing in the garden holding a blanket.

"Miss Lin is here." The attendant respectfully nodded.

Is my mom in the garden

"Yes, the training is finished. Just now, a gentleman claiming to be your friend came to visit. I thought the weather was a bit chilly, so I went back to get a blanket." The nurse explained with a smile.

Lin Jinran was slightly taken aback, "Friend"

The caregiver, seeing the end of the forest dyed with green, unexpectedly reminded, “That’s right, the man who came last time.”

Lin Jinran's complexion changed abruptly, Mu Shaocheng!

Having received the blanket, she quickened her pace and hurried towards the garden. In the distance, she saw a tall man standing in front of the low shrubs.

A woman with short hair and gentle features sat in a wheelchair beside the man, smiling as she listened to him speak.

"Mom," Lin Jinyan walked over and draped a blanket over Liu Fengqing's shoulders. Once everything was done, she stood up and looked at Mu Shaocheng with a distant expression, asking, "How did you get here" anger subsided. He took long strides and walked towards her, his umbrella shielding the rain from Su Han's head.>She was just trying to get out of there quickly, muttering angrily for some energy. Su...