Han's heart would be broken."I'll go deliver my father's gift to Old Master Fu first, and I'll chat with you when I get back." Ji Yun Ting said with a smile. Lin Jinran nodded and watched as Ji Yun T...There was no sound within the door. Lin Jin waited and waited, then knocked three times again.

Fu Mo Han's low voice, from behind him, "What's the matter"

This sudden sound startled her, causing her heart to jump.

The soup in his hand sloshing, the overly full broth spilled some onto the tray.

Fu Mo's cold eyes swept over, with a slight hint of disdain.

Zhang Sao has made fish head soup for you. Have some to nourish yourself while working," Lin Jinran said, gesturing towards Fu Mo Han with the tray in her hand.

"No need."

Fu Mo'han walked straight toward her without even looking. When he reached her, he said with disdain, "Get out of the way."

Lin Jinran stood right at the entrance of the study, her lips pursed, not giving an inch. "If you get a stomachache, it won't just be you suffering."

"Lin Jinran, put away your fake kindness." Fu Mo'han stood before Lin Jinran, his tone showing no warmth whatsoever.

Lin Jinran was also angered, angrily saying, "Yes, I am pretending to be kind. Even if you die from pain, what does it have to do with me The one who suffers the most is yourself, as well as your grandfather and those who care about you!"

She carelessly placed the tray by the study door, next to the recessed wall decorations. She said angrily, "You can drink it or not, anyway, it's not me who's in pain and can't sleep!"

Fu Mo Han's face darkened, this dead woman, dared to shout at him, really thought he had no way to deal with her

"Lin Jinran!" Fu Mo'han suddenly reached out and grabbed Lin Jinran's arm.

Lin Jinran struggled, and the other arm unintentionally bumped into a half-suspended tray.

In an instant, the entire tray was knocked over by her. The whole bowl of tofu fish head soup landed on her chest, and the bowl fell onto the soft pavement.

A large amount of soup flowed down Lin Jin's chest and dripped down. In a short while, his shirt was soaked through, becoming transparent.

The outline of the pale pink bra is very obvious, and the slender waist is equally clear to see.

Luckily, the soup had been simmering for a while and was only lukewarm. Otherwise, it would have really burned me.

This sudden change came as a surprise to Fu Mo寒 as well.

Looking at the mess on Lin Jin's chest, he couldn't tear his eyes away. Damn it, that semi-transparent look was so alluring!

He forced his gaze to shift, "Are you alright"

Lin Jinran raised her eyes and glared at Fu Mo'han. She had been kind, but it was unappreciated. She didn't want to talk to him.

She suddenly changed direction and strode toward the bathroom. She was going to take a shower.

Fu Mo Han looked in the direction the little woman left, his eyes darkened. This dead woman, she's getting bolder and bolder, actually daring to ignore him!

After this incident, the two people seemed to enter a cold war stage.

If he could remain silent, he would. Even though they still lived together, Lin Jinran always made sure everything was in order before Fu Mo'han entered his bedroom. She would lie on the sofa and bury her head in sleep, sleeping or pretending to sleep if she couldn’t.

Zhang Sao watched, nagging incessantly in Lin Jinran's ear. Lin Jinran superficially agreed, remaining unmoved.

Zhang Sao had no choice but to tell Master Fu about this matter. She was unclear why they were cold warring and after much thought, she could only attribute their quarrel to the incident where the young master knocked over the tofu fish head soup sent by his mistress, leaving her covered in it.

Old Master Fu originally wanted to come over after hearing from Zhang's wife that they had an argument, but upon hearing that it was about a small matter, he wasn't so concerned.

"I have a plan, guaranteed to make them reconcile." Old Master Fu said calmly, stroking his beard with a look of an old sorcerer.

Zhang Sao immediately leaned in to listen, "Grandpa, what method"

Old Master Fu opened his mouth and said, "You just..."

Zhang's eyes lit up, "Alright, I'll do as you say!"the hand resting on Lin Jinran's waist. He saw a hint of confusion between Lin Jinran's brows and slightly furrowed his own, whispering softly, "Be serious."Lin Jinran collected her mind, focusing all...