phone, Lin Jinran called Mr. Fu and chatted with him for a while. 。Master Fu did not blame Lin Jinyan for leaving without saying goodbye, instead, he let her rest well and not tire herself too much....It wasn't her who pushed, it wasn't her who drugged, it wasn't her who did it!

But no one believed her words.

A body racked with searing pain, forced to kneel in the living room, enduring his father's lashes, his mother's slaps, Fu Mo Han's distrust and vengeance.

Everyone thought she deserved to die. Why wasn't it this evil woman who fell down the stairs and died

but that kind, gentle and understanding second Miss Lin Ruochu.

She was supposed to have a wonderful future, but everything was ruined by Lin Jinran!

But, her life of vibrant hues, was ruined by whom

The nightmare of the past, like a needle piercing Lin Jinran's heart, could not be pulled out at all.

Every time she thought about the endless pain and suffering, it was like vines that coiled around her, tightening their grip until they strangled her to death, only then would they wither away completely!

Fu Mo Han had never seen Lin Jin Ran like this, helpless, hopeless, and sorrowful, like a small animal on the brink of death struggling desperately for a sliver of life.

It's not her.

These three words, Fu Mo Han had heard many times, he could even recall the expression on Lin Jin Ran's face when he said these words in his mind.

Every time, he was ignoring the existence of these three words.

After all, at that time, it was Lin Ruochu's mother who accused Lin Jinyan of pushing Ruochu down the stairs. There was both eyewitness and physical evidence, leaving no room for Lin Jinyan to argue his case.

But at this moment, Fu Mo Han's rigid heart, slightly swayed.

Really, is it her

"Beep."

The cell phone on the bedside table rang twice, breaking Fu Mo'han's contemplation.

He picked up his phone on the bedside table and saw a message from Zhang's wife, asking him to bring Lin Jinran over for a meal.

Fu Mo Han raised his eyes to look at the woman on the bed who was still sleeping restlessly. His long fingers moved nimbly across the phone keypad, typing out a line of text, and clicking send before placing the phone back on the bedside table.

At this moment, the woman who had just been weeping softly suddenly screamed and flailed her arms wildly as if trying to grab something.

"Mom, Mom, wake up, don't leave me, Mom..."

Fu Mo tightened his brow, reaching out to push against Lin Jinran's body, wanting her to wake up.

"Lin Jinran, wake up."

In her dream, Lin Jinran seemed to feel someone pushing her, she grabbed onto Fu Mo'han's fingers with a desperate plea, "Doctor, please save my mom, please...save my mom..."

Tears streamed down her cheeks, flowing through her hair, but she seemed oblivious to it, clutching onto Fu Mochen's large hand tightly, refusing to let go.

Fu Mo Han frowned, somewhat annoyed by Lin Jin Ran's touch. He wanted to pull his hand back, but unexpectedly, Lin Jin Ran's strength was terrifyingly strong.

"Please, save my mother, I can't live without her, I'll get the money together..." The broken plea continued to pour from those crimson lips, tinged with choked sobs.

Fu Mo Han's sword brows furrowed tighter and tighter, his cold and stern face showing a hint of impatience fading away.

He knows that Lin Jinran's mother suddenly fell ill and is in a coma. She is currently receiving treatment in the hospital.

I just didn't know that Lin Jinran was so filial.

Fu Mo Han fell silent, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.

She was jealous and manipulative, and couldn't possibly treat her own mother that way.

It seems she hasn't worn down her humanity yet.

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Lin Jinran slept very soundly this time, everything that had happened before replaying itself in his dream.

When I woke up, I felt even more tired.

When her gaze fell upon the stern man leaning against the headboard, she froze again.his fingers tracing circles around the rim of his cup. "You can't keep this up for long, she's just carsick because she hasn't eaten anything.""A month or two won't be a problem." Fu Mo Han said expre...