hat did he say" he asked Night Owl with curiosity. 。"Your matchmaker didn't work out, he's no fun." 。The Night Owl conveyed his icy demeanor faithfully. 。Lin Jinran frowned in confusion, "Really" "Why...Lin Jinran was stunned. This obviously was...

She saw Zhang Sao's disapproving expression and obediently closed her mouth.

Fu Baicheng didn't tell Zhang Sao about this, which was a good thing, as it would have worried her.

After Zhang Sao had set the dinner table for Lin Jinran, she still had things to do. After giving a few instructions, she left the bedroom.

After she left, Fu Mo'han opened the door a while later, walking in with a notebook in his hand.

Formerly, Fu Mo Han could sit on the sofa with his notebook on the table. Now the sofa is gone.

He walked straight to the bed, placed his notebook on the empty space on Lin Jinfan's desk, opened it, and sat beside Lin Jinfan, dealing with official business by himself.

Lin Jinran cast a sideways glance, while Fu Mo寒 kept his full attention on the laptop. The screen still displayed a French email, and his fingers danced rapidly across the keyboard. The clatter of keys soon produced a line of French text.

There was a strange sense of emotion in her heart, did Fu Mo Han come over especially for her

Lin Jinran wasn't sure if Fu Mo'han was reacting because of her previous words, or if there was another reason.

No matter what the reason, she was grateful for Fu Mo'han's company at this moment.

"Something the matter" A low voice, as always, devoid of warmth.

Lin Jinran was a little embarrassed, and got caught stealing glances.

"No." She shook her head rapidly, not daring to look back, and silently ate her meal.

Fu Mo'han looked at her meekly bowing her head to eat, wanting very much to touch Lin Jinran's smooth hair.

As the thought occurred to him, he actually extended his hand, his slender fingers gently pressing down on Lin Jinran's head.

The raven hair, as expected, was incredibly smooth and soft.

Lin Jinran stiffened, turning her head in astonishment to look at Fu Mo'han. She didn't understand what he meant by putting his hand on top of her head.

"What do I have on my head"

"Hair." Fu Mo'han calmly retracted his hand, as if what he had just done was perfectly natural.

... the forest is dyed

She also knew she had hair, okay.

Holding a spoon, she thought of Old Master Fu and looked up at Fu Mo Han, worriedly asking, "By the way, does Grandpa know"

At this moment, Fu Mo Han slightly frowned, feeling puzzled by the previous action. Therefore, his response was somewhat detached and cold, "I don't know, I brought you back directly."

Lin Jinran thought that Fu Mo'han was unhappy, and didn't say anything more.

It's best not to know, and there's no need for Old Master Fu to know about this. It would worry her.

She quietly bowed her head and continued eating her dinner.

At this moment, the phone on Fu Mo'han's bedside table rang.

He picked up his phone, saw the number flashing on the screen, and pressed the answer button without shying away from Lin Jinyan who was standing beside him.

Lin Jinran was eating intently, not wanting to deliberately listen to Fu Mo's cold phone call; it wouldn't be right.

But, the room was too quiet, and the voices on the phone were louder.

Lin Jinran still heard some of it, piecemeal.

"The hospital...is finished...Lao Zheng fainted..."

What, the hospital, gone bad, Lao Zheng, fainted

Lin Jinran listened, feeling completely lost and confused.

She didn't notice at all, too engrossed in thought, her brows furrowed.

"Curious" Fu Mochen's low voice boomed in her ear like thunder.

Lin Jinran looked at Fu Mo'han nervously, a little hesitant, but when she heard Lao Zheng, she thought of Zheng Jinbao.

Maybe this phone call is related to her, so she nodded immediately.

"Think." the hospital are more convenient and less likely to be noticed while moving around within it. They also have an easier time getting what he wants. However, this person's position shouldn't be too low...