on Lin Jinran, who was the wife of Fu Mo Han. If she wanted to find out something, she would definitely be able to.But now that she has let her go, it's not guaranteed that she'll gain any benefit. I...Lin Jinfan returned to his room and sat down on the bed. As soon as he thought of the scene where the two of them had almost been pressed together just now, he felt a wave of nausea rising in his stomach.

A heavy feeling of oppression welled up inside her, unable to be released. She stood up and walked onto the balcony, just in time to see a Rolls-Royce driving away from the villa.

Has the night owl left

In my contemplation, a sudden knock on the door startled me, "Knock, knock, knock."

"Who" Lin Jinyan suddenly turned his head and looked over.

"It was me." The butler's voice rang out.

Lín jìn rǎn an le ān xīn, qīng shēng dào, “Jìn lái ba.”

The bedroom door creaked open and the butler walked in, carrying a tray. He placed it directly on the coffee table. "I noticed you didn't eat much earlier, so I had the kitchen make some light porridge."

Lin Jinran's heart warmed, "Thank you."

"That is what I should do," the butler said, and then he closed the door and left the room.

She wasn't very hungry, so she didn't touch the food the housekeeper had brought. She took a book and quietly sat down in a chair to read.

Unknowingly, several hours had passed, and the knocking sound came again.

Lin Jinran thought it was the housekeeper again, so he said, "Come in.", but also to him." 。"Good" 。Hou Shao's choked reply 。He held her tightly, gently patting her back to soothe her bad mood. 。Time ticked by, the two people embraced each other. Even without a word spo...