e two waitresses at the store were chatting by the cash register. They glanced at Lin Jinyan, sizing her up. She was dressed plainly and wasn't wearing any designer labels, so they figured she probab...This matter can be concealed for a time, but not for a lifetime.

The woods in front of me are painted with autumn colors, yet I remain pregnant, concealing it for another day.

"Lán Jù was clear, he had to leave as soon as possible. "Second Young Master, there are a few places that still need you to be familiar with. If you have any questions, you can ask the secretaries directly, they are all clear about everything. If it really doesn't work, you can give me a call."

"Okay, I understand."

Leng Jue sorted out the letters and decided to handle the rest of the handover as quickly as possible.

Fu Shaoqing first called Lin Jinran, and when Lin Jinran learned that the letter was forged, he let out a long sigh of relief.

He could hear that Lin Jinran's voice had lightened, and Fu Shaocheng didn't say anything.

They will temporarily investigate this privately. If it's true, they must keep it hidden until Lin Jinyan gives birth to the child and then find a suitable time to tell her.

Lin Jinran, completely in the dark, believed Fu Shaoting's words and felt his heart, which had been constricted with worry, finally settle.

This is just like the SD card, it's to scare her!

The next day, Leng Jue left to fly abroad, and all day Lin Jin was waiting for news from Leng Jue.

On the third day, Su Han was going to leave with her grandfather. Lin Jinran was very reluctant to part with Su Han. She had been feeling much better with Su Han around to keep her company.

But she believed Su Han had noticed, and to prevent the truth from being revealed, Lin Jinran forced a smile and sent Su Han away.

For three days straight, there was still no news from Leng Jue.

Lin Jinran could only comfort herself, no news was the best news. She believed in Fu Mo Han, everything would be alright.

As time went on, Lin Jinran's waiting became increasingly anxious, often lost in thought and absent-minded. Zhang Sao had long noticed the signs and insisted on taking Lin Jinran to see a doctor.

Lin Jinran knew she couldn't hide it from Zhang Sao any longer. She had been carrying the weight alone for too long. Under Zhang Sao's repeated concern, she revealed the news of Fu Mo'han's disappearance.

Zhang Sao, upon hearing Lin Jinran's words, widened her eyes in astonishment. "Disappeared"

"Yes." Lin Jinran nodded heavily, her heart filled with worry.

"How could this happen Did the master know"

"Don't tell grandpa." Lin Jinran hurriedly stopped Zhang Sao's suggestion. "If the old man knew about this, he would definitely be worried."

"Madam, why didn't you tell me about this sooner." Zhangsao looked at her with concern.

"It's nothing more than adding another worry to someone's mind," Lin Jinyu said with a bitter smile, her eyes lowered as she responded softly.

Zhang's sister sighed heavily, yes, telling her wouldn't solve anything.

It's no wonder that the young mistress has been down in the dumps lately.

At first, she thought it was just because she missed the young master too much. She never imagined that the young master had disappeared!

"Madam, everyone is worried about Young Master's condition, but you are carrying a child, so please don't overthink things."

"Zhang Sao, rest assured, I know what I'm doing."

Zhang Sao nodded, not knowing what to say to comfort Lin Jinran.

I thought this matter would continue until I found Fu Mo Han, but unexpectedly, three more days passed. This day, Lin Jinran was reading in the bedroom.

Zhang Sao ran up in a fluster, and knocked on her door, "Young mistress, young mistress."

Lowering the book, Lin Jinran said softly, “Come in.”

The bedroom door creaked open, and Zhang Sao, her face pale with alarm, hurried over.

"What's wrong"

"The police are here, they want to ask you some questions about the young master."

Lin Jinran was slightly taken aback. "The police"phazardly, but words should be chosen carefully. What right do you have to accuse me of stealing And what right do you have to dictate my reason for resignation!""I know you're not feeling well, but t...