She looked around Fu Mo Han's office, her first impression was that it was large and spacious.The decoration is minimalist but not simple, revealing the owner's high taste everywhere.Floor-to-ceiling...Fu Mo Han raised his arm, pulled the towel from beside him, and loosely wrapped it around his waist. He didn't care about the water droplets still dripping down his body, his face grim as he opened the bathroom door and strode out.

Lin Jinran was standing there, struggling with indecision. As soon as the bathroom door creaked open, she sprang to attention, her whole body stiffening. She quickly turned away, feigning deep thought by pressing herself against the door panel.

"Don't worry, I'll just stay by the door until grandpa falls asleep, then I'll leave." She quickly explained, afraid she might upset him later.

Fu Mo Han's pitch-black eyes grew even more profound, he strode towards Lin Jin Ran.

Lin Jinran heard the steady footsteps getting closer and swallowed nervously.

He wouldn't want to kick her out right now, would he

If I go out, how can I explain it to grandpa

Hesitantly, Fu Mochen’s low and cold voice was tinged with a heavy gloom, sounding behind her, “What did you put in that bowl of medicinal soup!”

Damn, the closer he got to her, the sweeter her scent filled his nostrils, and the flames inside him surged.

Unaware of the danger approaching, Lin Jinran answered timidly, “I don’t know. I don’t recognize those herbs.”

Fu Mo's eyes, suddenly cold.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know, just give it to me. Lin Jinran, you really are resourceful!"

Lin Jinran gasped, a shiver running down her spine. It was Zhang Sao who had instructed her to do this, wasn't it Could she possibly have been betrayed by Zhang Sao herself

"I, I thought it was beneficial." She answered with a forced smile, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest, a chill running down her spine.

"Indeed, it's beneficial." His fathomless black eyes fixed intently on the translucent, delicate earlobe, his voice growing increasingly low and raspy.

"Since you've been so kind to me, I should return the favor."

Before Lin Jinran could react, she was pushed against the door panel. The burning heat of his breath sprayed across her delicate neck, an ambiguous posture hinting at what he intended to do.

"No!" Lin Jinran struggled frantically, resisting.

However, her strength was no match for the man who was now in beast form. She was easily immobilized.

"Fu Mo Han, Grandfather is still here. You can't do this."

Lin Jinran could clearly feel the man's heat, her heart pounding wildly, a mixture of fear and excitement.

Fu Mo'han's dark and cold eyes, now held a hint of fiery intensity. His deep, magnetic voice seemed to seep into Lin Jinran's mind.

"Well, when you were brewing that concoction, you didn't think Grandpa was here, did you I told you, if you wanted me, just say so. I would have obliged. No need for such roundabout methods. Your body... I'm still quite satisfied with it."

Lin Jin's heart was filled with grievance, her pale hand imprisoned, clenched into a fist.

He always used that tone and posture, ignoring the truth, stubbornly insisting that she was wrong, giving her verbal humiliation.

I don't know, I don't know what that thing is.

If she knew what the soup was for, she would never have let him finish it to get back at her.

"Well, then I'll show you."

Fu Mo Han sneered, his slender fingers clamping her jaw and forcing it open. He lowered his head, his thin lips covering hers. This night, he wasn't going to let her go.

Long night stretches on, filled with romantic ambiguity...red in the rehabilitation room. The two slowly walked into the rehabilitation room and began a new day of rehabilitation training.—Upon receiving a call from Lin Zhigang, Lin Jinyan was quite surprise...