did you get this number" The woman seemed a little curious. 。"My mother's call log" 。Lin Ruochu didn't intend to hide 。The woman's search results proved one point: Xu Ronghua was involved with Zhen...Fu Mo'han paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "No, just follow the procedure."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Well then, if Lin Ruochu can pass and prove her abilities, it might be worth considering bringing her in.

Fu Mo Han believed in his own self-sufficiency, let alone Lin Ruochu's interview for the secretary position was not his usual secretary, and they wouldn't have much contact.

Lin Ruochu had no idea what kind of secretary she was interviewing for and still prepared for the interview with all her might.

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In the evening, Lin Jinran, who had hesitated all afternoon, finally dialed Fu Mochen's phone.

Hearing the man's cold voice, she was slightly nervous. She had practiced countless times, and finally asked, "Are you coming back tonight"

"Is something the matter"

"No." Lin Jinran denied, biting her lower lip, unsure how to say it.

His eyes inadvertently swept over Zhang Sao, and they lit up.

"Zhang Sao has cooked a nourishing soup. If you don't come, I'll send it to you."

There was no response from the man on his phone.

Lin Jinran's anticipation gradually faded, "If you're busy, then,"

"Got it."

"Huh" Lin Jinran was taken aback, obviously not expecting Fu MoHan to agree to come back earlier.

"Anything else"

Lin Jinran came to his senses and immediately replied, "No, no, you're busy."

After hanging up the phone, she still couldn't quite believe it. Fu Mo Han had agreed to come back

Tian Tian walked over and looked at Lin Jinran, who was sitting on the sofa with a dazed expression, curiously. "What's wrong with the young mistress"

"It's fine. By the way, tell Zhang Sao to make more. When Fu Mo Han comes back in the evening." Lin Jin Ran stood up and after giving the order, turned and went upstairs.

"Yes." Tiantian replied softly, and after Lin Jinran's figure went upstairs, she lowered her head and looked around, then turned and went to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Zhang Sao was busy preparing dinner.

Since the chef quit, Auntie Zhang has been idle and busy cooking. Because of this, she hasn't hired a new chef.

Zhang Sao saw the sound of Tiantian and smiled, asking, "What's wrong"

"Madam, let me tell you, when the young master comes back tonight, make more."

"Okay, got it." Zhang Sao washed the vegetables briskly.

Sweet turned to the water dispenser, picked up a cup, and poured herself a glass of warm water.

He walked back to Zhang's side, "Zhang Sao, you go have some water, I'll wash it."

"Well, I'm actually quite thirsty." Zhang Sao said with a smile, she preferred Tiantian to Xiaoyu as Tiantian was more obedient, helpful and hard-working.

With her wet hands, Zhang Sao casually wiped them on her apron. Then, she picked up the sweet tea placed on the table and drank it down in big gulps.

Tiantian, on the side, lowered her head and seriously washed the vegetables. A glance over at the empty water cup caused a faint smile to appear at the corner of her mouth.

Lin Jinran returned to the spare bedroom and continued working on Fu Mo'han's second suit. Unknowingly, the sky outside gradually darkened.

The design drawings couldn't be seen without light. Lin Jinyan turned on the lamp, reached for his phone, and glanced at the time. It was almost seven o'clock.

At this time, Fu Mo寒 should be off work.

Fushi Group Chairman's Office.

Fu MoHan finished processing an email. His slender fingers tapped the mouse, glancing at the unread emails. There were less than ten left, not too many.

Turning off his computer, he pulled down the suit from the hanger and put it on with a cool air. His long fingers gripped the doorknob, giving it a slight twist.

The door creaked open.

At the same time, the phone in his pocket, "Ring ring ring," went off.

Fu Mo'han opened the door and took out his phone. He glanced at the caller ID, and his cold face darkened slightly.

The long fingers pressed the receiver.

"Mo Han, something's wrong!" A sharp female voice rang out. crimson.Was he helping her on, in her sleepBitting her lip, Lin Jinyan clenched her fingers, feeling a complex and hard-to-accept mix of emotions.The Night Owl was really too lazy to tangle with Lin...