not that a spoon is needed, there are also forks, but when her eyes met Fu Mochen’s pair of bottomless black eyes.She still obediently decided to feed Fu Mokhan first and talk later.Lin Jinran changed...The most top-tier imperial bar in Nanjiang, inside a presidential-level private room.

The interior decoration was opulent. Two tall men sat each on a two-meter long, black, wide genuine leather sofa in the room.

One of them was the icy Fu Mokhan, the other was Lu Liming in casual clothes with messy hair.

Lu Liming, in his surgical scrubs now shed and with a gold-rimmed pair of glasses perched on his nose, seemed less austere and more dashing.

Although he may not be as imposing as Fu Mo Han's coldness, he can still make women infatuated. However, he appears extremely disheveled at the moment.

Fu Mo Han's face was dark, and he coldly glared at Lu Li Ming who was drinking glass after glass of悶酒. He let out a cold snort, "You called me over just to keep you company while you drink yourself into oblivion"

Lu Liming gulped down a cup of drink, lazily glanced at Fu Mo'han, his whole body slouched on the sofa, legs crossed.

Reaching across the crystal tea table, he retrieved a bottle of red wine lying on its side and gave it a gentle shake. "My brother's heartbroken, what's wrong with keeping him company"

"You're disturbing me." Fu Mo Han replied with an emotionless face.

Lu Li-ming swayed his head, somewhat dizzy. At first, he didn't react, and only after a while did he understand Fu Mo-han's meaning.

He looked at Fu Mo Han with interest and said teasingly, “With Lin Jin Ran”

Fu Mo'han raised his crystal goblet, took a sip of red wine, and did not answer Lu Li-ming's words.

There was no answer, yet it felt just as good as one.

Lu Liming was quite surprised. He didn't think Fu Mo Han would take a liking to Lin Jinran. His eyes flickered, and he asked straight to the point, "Well, I say you, are you perhaps in love with her"

Fu Mo's fingers tightened around the crystal cup, he immediately and without hesitation retorted, "Impossible!"

His cold and resolute face remained unchanged, "I have someone I like."

"Lin Ruochu" Lu Liming uttered the name, raising his long fingers to rub his temples. After a moment of contemplation, he asked, "Then tell me, if Lin Ruochu woke up, would you divorce Lin Jinran and remarry her"

Fu Mo's eyes darkened slightly, his long fingers gripping the crystal cup tightly, without a word.

He had not thought about this issue.

Although he didn't like Lin Jinran, he married her out of obedience to his grandfather.

Moreover, he didn't want to be like his father, so when he became a true husband with Lin Jinyu, he held back his heart.

"Grandpa wouldn't agree." he said.

"What if Grandfather hadn't intervened" Lu Liming asked again, unwilling to give up hope.

Fu Mo Han glanced at him, his voice cold, "Are you cursing the old man"

Lu Liming, "...Damn it, I'm being serious here, where do you want to go" He raised his wine glass and took a reluctant gulp of red wine.

Fu Mo's eyes were cold, his voice still icy, "When the old master is gone, I'm afraid both I and Lin Jinyan will have children."

At that time, he was even less likely to divorce Lin Jinran. Abandoning his wife would be just like Fu Hongyuan!

"Then just say you won't," Lu Liming stated plainly, immediately meeting Fu Mo's icy gaze.

He didn't pay much attention either, he was used to it.

Thinking about Lin Jinran's illness last time and Fu Mo'han's attitude, Lu Liming said, "Since that's the case, be nice to her. After all, she's going to be with you for life. You can't keep giving her the cold shoulder."

"Humph." Hearing Lu Liming say this, Fu Mo's coldly handsome face became even more gloomy.

"Her whole life, she wished she could divorce sooner!"

"Huh" Lu Li-ming didn't react, looking at Fu Mo-han's expression, it didn't seem like he was just talking. "She really wants a divorce"n the light. He couldn't understand what Fu Mo Han was trying to do."Thunk." Another sound, clearer this time.The manager's eyes widened, he pointed towards the direction of the sound, "Where, where!"...