er head back carefully and applied it to the place where Fu MoHan had deliberately bitten her, applying several layers before finally covering it up.Putting away her makeup, Lin Jinran remembered she...There is no wall in this world that is windproof. Many secrets thought to be buried will always be known.
When it came to cleaning, she overheard the three of them talking and casually mentioned it to her colleagues later, lamenting the cutthroat nature of the workplace and how people couldn't stand seeing others succeed.
Their conversation happened to be overheard by Xu Xiaoxiao, who was in the restroom. Xu Xiaoxiao waited until the cleaner left before leaving the restroom.
Walking and thinking about it, these three interns would definitely be beneficial to her no matter what they did.
She just needs to wait quietly, using other people's hands to trip up Lin Jinran.
The praying mantis catches the cicada, but the yellow bird is behind; she is the ultimate victor.
To butt in on her work would be a pipe dream!
At this time, Lin Jinran didn't know what would happen. Her mind was preoccupied with work and another matter.
After the incident of Lin Jinfan saving a woman in distress late at night, his relationship with Fu Mohuan eased somewhat, but they were still in the stage of trying to speak as little as possible.
Zhang Sao had no other choice. Fu Mo Han treated Lin Jin Ran as if he were nothing, and Lin Jin Ran was happy to be treated that way.
But a phone call still made them need to be together.
Fu Mo-han's father, Fu Hongyuan, called personally and ordered Fu Mo-han to bring Lin Jinran back to the Fu residence in Lin City.
Lin Jinran originally wanted to use the weekend to refine his own design drawings, but now that he has to go back to the Fu residence with Fu Mo'han, he's probably not going to be able to do it for a while.
On the way back to Lin City with Fu Mo'han, she stole glances at the man beside her. He was just as he always was: sword-like brows slightly furrowed, cold and aloof, not a hint of joy at returning home.
Perhaps that home, too, just like hers, was no longer the familiar one it used to be.
Lin Jinran felt that she and Fu Mo'han were similar in some aspects, such as their families.
The father had an affair and divorced his wife after falling in love with someone else. He then remarried and had children with his new wife.
The difference is, her mother is still alive.
And his, had passed away from illness when he was a few years old.
At that time, Fu Mo Han, even though he was the young master of the Fu family, without his mother's love, he probably endured a lot of pain that was difficult to understand.
It's understandable that she looks so cold and emotionless, as if she won't smile.
Won't you laugh
Lin Jinran's expression gradually became dim. She had once seen Fu Mo's smile, and that smile was directed at Lin Ruochu.
He is not incapable of smiling, he just doesn't smile at her.
He only hated her.
Fu Mo'han clearly felt the changes in his little woman beside him. A pair of delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, seemingly unhappy.
Wasn't he unhappy going home
Also, his marriage to Lin Ruochu was entirely arranged by his grandfather.
Otherwise, how could Fu Honghui let him marry a woman who brings no benefit to the company at all
Neither Lin Jinran nor Lin Ruochu would be someone Fu Hongyuan, a person who values emotion over profit, would choose.
And he, knowing fully well Lin Jinran's despicable nature and not wanting to become Fu Hongyuan's pawn for profit, still chose Lin Jinran as his wife.
This matter almost severed the father-son relationship between him and Fu Hongyuan.
Fu Mo Han raised a hint of disdainful coldness, breaking it off was breaking it off.
If it weren't for Fu Hongyuan's coldness back then, how could my mother have committed suicide out of despair.
He will eventually get even with them, one by one, including principal and interest.
He was utterly oblivious to how cold and menacing his expression was at that moment.
"What's wrong" a voice as clear as spring water struck his heart, which was frozen like ice.talk about his family, or seen him go home.” 。He Shumei's face gradually eased, her gaze shifting to the butler working in the distance. A subtle gleam flashed in her eyes that was difficult to notic...