the presidential suite. He set her down at the door after opening it, then pulled her inside, kissing her again. 。She was pressed against the door, completely at his mercy. She could feel his fingers...Xiaoyu frowned and gave Tiantian a nudge in the back. She quickly said, "The young mistress still has work to do. We can see the young master when she comes back at night."

Tian Tian completely ignored Er Xiao Yu's dissuasion, moving aside and continuing, "Madam, the young master held you in the basement all night yesterday. When we opened the door, he carried you upstairs and sent you back to your bedroom."

"I saw the young master put his coat on you. He only wore a thin shirt, and the temperature in this basement is low. He spent the night like that. On both principle and emotion, you should go see the young master."

Lin Jinran was stunned, looking at Tiantian in disbelief.

Could Fu Mo Han be so kind as to drape his coat over her

She was a bit incredulous, a little hesitant, "Then he..."

"The young master sent you back to your room and then went to the company shortly after." Sweet continued.

"Madam doesn't have to go if she doesn't want to, there's no need to force her. Just wait for Master to come back and say thank you, right" Xiaoyu was a bit annoyed with Tiantian in her heart, so she deliberately said the opposite, "Madam also has her own work, wouldn't she have to take leave"

Lin Jinran heard Xiaoyu's words, and the wavering in his heart became a little firmer. "I have time to go back later, I have a lot of things to do today."

Sweet Noodle expressed disappointment, while Xiaoyu remained indifferent.

Lin Jinran didn't stay long, and left Fu's residence.

Only after she left did Xiaoyu cross her arms and look at Tiantian, saying unhappily, "Tiantian, didn't you talk too much"

"Tiantian, unwilling to back down, said, "Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you You weren't like this before."

"Don't even mention the past, it's none of your business. Sweetheart, I remind you, she won't be our young master's wife for long. Keep this up, and be careful that Miss Ruochu marries the young master and leaves you out in the cold!"

Xiaoyu walked into Sweet's stunned face, her voice low, "Don't say what shouldn't be said, don't talk nonsense. You are helping Lin Jinran, when she leaves, you will also be gone!"

Having said that, disregarding Sweetness's astonishment, she let out a cold snort and walked out the door.

——

On the road, Lin Jinran's heart was filled with anxiety.

If what Sweetheart said is true, wouldn't it be too unkind of her to remain silent

But, going to the Fu Group so rashly seemed strange.

When the forest had been painted black by the dying sun, Lin finally came up with a brilliant idea after much pondering.

She specially bought some warming soup and packed it up to deliver it to the front desk of Fu Group's building.

After her last visit, Leng Jue had already circulated Lin Jinran's photos to the front desk. From now on, if Lin Jinran came, they were not allowed to stop him.

Upon seeing Lin Jin's figure, the person in front immediately stood up, smiling brightly at her without any sign of disrespect.

Lin Jinran was clueless, she placed the packed soup on the counter and smiled politely, "Please, deliver this to Fu Mo Han."

"Shall I take that for you" the front desk clerk gestured to herself.

Lin Jinran nodded, bit her lip lightly, and said, "I have something to do, so I won't go up. Tell him that Zhang Sao sent it, and let him drink it while it's hot. It's good for the stomach."

Using Zhang Sao as an excuse, Lin Jinran believes that Fu MoHan definitely wouldn't call Zhang Sao to ask about this.

"Okay, okay." The receptionist quickly picked it up.

Lin Jinran watched her figure enter the elevator before relaxing and leaving Fu Corporation, beginning her day's schedule.

In the CEO's office, Fu Mo寒's pitch-black eyes looked at the nervous receptionist and said in a cold voice, "Where is she"

"He's already left." The front desk clerk didn't even dare to look up, feeling the CEO's gaze was too cold.

Fu Mo's sword brows furrowed, he left it's no surprise that people admire him. Who he likes is what truly matters."Gu Nanci was helpless, thinking to herself, should she really call Su Han overA male classmate quickly stepped in to smoot...