e.""Whose is this""Client." Lin Jinran's voice was calm, without any nervousness or flustered, very nonchalant.Fu Mo'han didn't suspect anything was amiss, so he returned the paper to Lin Jinran. Afte...Raise the bedding, Lin Jin dyed once again lay down, back against the door, the quilt covered to the nose, the whole person shrank in the quilt, tightly closed his eyes. 。

It's not a big deal, just sleep it off. 。Alas, she just couldn't fall asleep. Lying in bed, she became increasingly uncomfortable. 。unbearably wanting to cry 。

"Click!" 。A crisp sound of a door openinglast vestiges of reason. 。He wasn't going to let her get away, but with the time in the car being clearly insufficient, he decided to hold it until they reached Fu's residence. 。A Rolls Royce stopped...