to look, and upon seeing it, she was truly startled.< She jerked her hand away from Fu Mo'han's as if his touch were something to be avoided at all costs. >Fu Mo Han's palm temperature, following...Lin Jinran took a deep breath and, with fury, raised her hand to slap him.

Her hand was grasped in mid-air. Ye Xiao stood above her, his gaze burning with hatred in her eyes, he asked playfully, "Hate me"

Lin's lips trembled, her body sensitively responding to the man's touch.

She hated him with all her being, wishing he were dead!

She really should use a knife, and stab this man in the heart!

"Hate me, but bear with it." Ye Xiao hooked his lips, pinching her wrist and slowly moving it towards his cheek.

Lin Jinran wanted to pull back, but Ye Xiao deliberately didn't allow it. He gently placed his hand on her cheek, the warm palm was very comfortable.

Dark eyes stared at Lin Jinran's crimson eyes, his body slowly approaching, "Break up with Mu Shaocheng, or this is just the beginning."

Lin Jin's breath caught!

The night owl loosened his grip on her waist, slowly stepping back a few paces. He estimated that he was facing her before he took out a tissue and wiped his fingers where he had just served her.

Lin Jin was filled with shame and indignation. He opened his eyes, clenching his fists tightly, like a wronged little animal in desperate need of human comfort.

A flash of irritability crossed Ye Xiao's eyes. He strode forward a few steps, his fingers once again gripping Lin Jinran's jaw, forcing her to lift her head.

"Don't look at me like that, or I'll just want to bully you more."

Lin Jin's body stiffened.

He slowly loosened his grip, gently smoothing down Lin Jinran's smooth black hair. "You should go out, or else he'll really start to suspect something."

Lin Jinran was forced to leave the changing room and walked forward slowly.

In the hall, Mu Shaocheng, who had been waiting for a long time, caught sight of her figure from the corner of his eye. He glanced over and when he saw that Lin Jinyan was still wearing the same dress she had come in, he frowned slightly.

He stood up and strode forward, asking carefully, "Jìn Rǎn, don't you like it"

"Shaocheng, I'm a bit tired and don't want to film anymore." Lin Jinyan lowered her head, deliberately avoiding Mu Shaocheng's gaze, not daring to meet his eyes.

"What's wrong" Mu Shaocheng acutely sensed that Lin Jinran's mood was off, seeming even lower than when he arrived.

"It's fine, I'm really tired." She shook her head, not wanting to stand there for another moment, especially thinking about what that jerk had done to her back in the locker room.

Just want to go back quickly and wash myself clean!

"Okay, I'll send you back first. Let's take pictures another day." Mu Shaocheng said considerately, reaching out to grab Lin Jinyan's hand, but his hand went through empty air.

Lin Jinran dodged, she turned alone towards the door, "I'll wait for you in the car."

She was very tired and wanted to go back to rest.

Mu Shao's heart flashed with disappointment. He didn't say anything, waiting for Lin Jinyan to leave. Then, he turned his gaze to the clerk and glanced thoughtfully towards the changing room.

"Who else just went in with her"

The clerk shook his head in confusion, “We just went in after her, Miss Lin said she could handle it alone.”

Mu Shaocheng frowned even tighter, and said in a deep voice, "Take me to have a look."

"Okay." The clerk led the way to the dressing room where Lin Jinran had just left.

The trailing wedding dress still hung on the wall, a row of glittering jewelry lay on the table, besides that there was nothing unusual.

Is it that her mood hasn't calmed down yet, or has she changed her mind about marrying himngers gently covered Lin Jinran's small abdomen, waiting for the little guy to move. 。After waiting for four or five minutes, the little guy didn't react at all, as if he had just moved a moment ago,...