ment.Who carried her upstairs, who changed her nightclothes, and who moved the sofaCould it be Fu Mo HanAs soon as the thought crossed his mind, Lin Jinran subconsciously shook his head. How could it...After a light nap, she woke up and went to the hall to sit for a while. Zhang Bo told her that Master Fu was still asleep. 。Lin Jinran went to stroll around the courtyard and saw Fu Shaoting lying on a long chair in the pavilion from afar. He covered one eye with his hand, seemingly asleep. 。"How did Second Young Master fall asleep there "

Zhang Sao was about to step forward and wake him up. 。The one lying still seemed to have heard the sound, moved their hand covering their eyes, and opened a pair of wicked eyes. 。"Here you are"Zhang Sao said with concern, "Second Young Master, be careful of catching a cold sleeping here." 。"Yeah, you should just go back to bed." 。"Mu Shaocheng raised his hand, rubbed his cheeks, waved his hand, and sat up naturally. "It's nothing, I just took a short nap. Is grandpa still asleep"

"Hmm, he probably had some wine at noon and hasn't woken up yet." 。Lin Jinran sat down on the stone bench covered with a soft cushion. 。"It will probably be a while before she wakes up." 。Fu Shaoqing said, picking up the teapot and pouring himself a cup, raising it towards Lin Jinran. 。

"Don't" 。“Lin Jinran refused, she wasn't thirsty yet.” 。"By the way, I heard that my older brother went abroad to work" Fu Shaoqing asked casually. 。Lin Jinran nodded and replied, "Yes, I'm going abroad." 。"What do you want to know" Shaking his head, Lin Jinyan chuckled softly, "I don't get involved in work matters." 。"

"Oh" 。Fu Shaoqing raised his hand to drink water, as if concealing something. 。Maybe it's better not to know, because knowing would just lead to more worry. 。The two people didn't continue talking about the topic. Fu Shaoqing picked up his coat and was about to go find someone he knew nearby to pass the time. 。After Lin Jin waited for Fu Laoye to wake up, she stayed by his side, chatting and talking, feeding fish. Life was truly peaceful to the extreme. 。When night fell, Lin Jinyan had taken a shower and lay on his bed, still flipping through his phone. From time to time, he would hold the phone against his chin, and from time to time, he would place it on his chest. 。After hesitating for a while, she picked up her phone and sent a text message. 。

After waiting for several minutes, I thought it was lost to the void. The man was too busy to even look at his messages, and I didn't expect a reply... 。Seeing a line of words on the text message, Lin Jinran couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth. With nimble fingers, she carefully typed another line of words again. 。Thus you came and went, speaking little. Fu Mochen was mostly a listener, unwittingly passing two hours. 。Zhang Sao brought over the nourishing soup for the evening, Lin Jinran suddenly realized she had wasted so much time with Fu Mo Han, and hurriedly said good night, without sending any more messages. 。In less than half a minute, the other person sent her a good night message. The simple two words warmed her heart. 。

Sweet dreams and a bright, energetic day the next. 。

Breakfast Lin Jinyan wanted to eat with Mr. Fu, but Zhangsao said that the old man was going fishing to cook fish soup, so he dragged Fu Shaoqing to go fishing, estimating that he would be back at noon. 。

With the forest dyed in autumn hues, a lone figure remained at the old mansion, idle and aimless. Just as he was about to coax Zhang Sao into seeking out Master Fu, a fiery female voice suddenly burst forth. 。"Where's Fu Shaoqing!" Following close behind, a woman in a fiery red dress with wavy hair strode into the room. 。His long, bright teeth were indeed striking, but his arrogance was overwhelming, like a burning fire, wherever it landed, it would ignite. 。"Who are you, how did you just barge in" 。"Zhang Sao pulled a face, walked over, and scolded the woman unhappily." 。 restaurant. They chatted while eating and unknowingly arrived at night before taking separate cars home, also making plans to meet again next time.Back to Fu's house, it was past eight or nine o'cloc...