t's wrong" Lin Jinran was surprised, completely unaware of why Su Han wanted to run away, what on earth had happened"What are you just standing there for" Ji Yun Ting strolled out of the hall with one...In her slumber, Lin Jin was utterly unaware that Fu Mo Han hadn't left. Instead, he watched her intently.

She was lost in a dream, she seemed to be back in her childhood, playing with her mother. As they passed by a pond, she heard a cry for help.

The sound, neither near nor far, grew fainter and fainter in her ear. She followed the direction of the sound and ran until she saw a child bobbing up and down in the water from afar.

In her dream, she cried out for her mother loudly and plunged into the water alone to save someone.

Later, the mother arrived and together they pulled the child out of the water. Seeing that the child was unconscious, the mother performed CPR, and finally, the person regained consciousness.

Lin Jinran wanted to see what that person looked like, but no matter how hard she tried to widen her eyes, the person's face was like a layer of mist, and she couldn't recognize them.

Lin Jinran reached out with a small hand, touching the face that was steaming with mist. He wanted to confirm what that person looked like.

The mist that lingered on his face dissipated, revealing Fu Mo's cold and stern features with increasing clarity.

His black eyes stared at her coldly, his sword eyebrows furrowed, his thin lips opened, and he said impatiently, "Lin Jinran, you're awake."

"Ah!"

Lin Jinran suddenly sat up, gasping for breath. She looked around, her empty bedroom with only herself in it.

It's a dream, it's a dream.

I actually dreamt about Fu Mo Han, it's terrifying, so terrifying.

Thinking of that dream, Lin Jinran furrowed her delicate eyebrows. She couldn't swim at all, how could she possibly go down alone to save someone

Dreams are just dreams, they make no sense.

Lin Jinran raised his hand and patted her restored fair face. He lifted the bedding and got out of bed, his movements faltering. How did she get back

Although clearly drunk, Mingming frowned as she tried to recall. She seemed to remember encountering Fu Mochen on the road earlier than her.

Perhaps he brought her back here. This is the old house, even if he wanted a divorce long ago, he would have to put on a show.

Without thinking any further, Lin Jinran got out of bed to take a shower. He washed away the drunkenness and sleepiness from his body, and his spirits were somewhat restored.

After getting dressed, Lin Jin walked towards the living room. As soon as she stepped into the living room, she saw Fu Mo Han sitting on the sofa, wearing a custom-made pure black suit.

His slender fingers, with a "snap", closed the ultra-thin laptop on his knee. His dark eyes swept over her coldly, his voice as frigid as ice, "Let's go."

Lin Jinran didn't care, his attitude towards her had always been like this. How could he compare to Lin Ruochu's gentleness

"Where's Grandpa" Lin Jinran asked in a low voice.

"Zhang Sao and Zhang Bo will follow the old master, they've already gone." Fu Mo Han didn't say much more, he strode towards the door.

Lin Jinran was slightly taken aback. They left first, which meant Fu Mochen was waiting for her

Although she really didn't want to go with Fu Mo Han, at this time she had no choice but to follow him.

On the way, the two people fell silent one after another, each doing their own thing as if the other didn't exist.

A chill hung in the air, a palpable barrier separating them.

Lin Jinran stared out the window at the rapidly receding scenery, lost in thought.

The resort they went to was the same place she had attended her wedding alone.

Thinking of that solo wedding, Lin Jinran's heart still felt a little sour. It wasn't a wedding, but a humiliation.

Fu Mochen bore the humiliation she brought upon herself, and she too had to bear that shame. who heard the noise rushed over, but he had already run away." 。Upon hearing this, Fu Shaoqing's black eyes darkened slightly. 。A thief going to the data room to steal things might not be a simple ac...