e over herself. Guessing that Fu Mo'han had arrived, Lin Jinran called him to say that she couldn't make it.By then, Fu Mo'han would have arrived at the hotel. It wouldn't be possible for him to retur...The woman in the black, loose-fitting attire saw that Lin Jinran had turned around to look at her and quickly turned away herself, striding briskly towards the distance.

Lin Jinran stood on the spot, frowning. The woman in black seemed to be Lin Ruochu from behind no matter how she looked at it.

How is that possible

Lin Ruochu is still in the intensive care unit of the hospital and has not woken up, but that person really looks too much like her.

In stunned silence, the woman in black had already circled to behind a building and disappeared.

Lin Jinran shook his head, thinking that maybe it was just because they looked alike. After all, it wasn't strange to meet someone who looked like you.

She continued walking toward the hotel, completely unaware that a dark figure behind her was watching her leave, hatred blazing in their eyes.

She stood motionless, waiting until Lin Jinran's figure completely disappeared before she walked out and headed in another direction.

After passing several small buildings, he arrived at a small villa. A noblewoman was standing anxiously at the entrance, looking around. As she saw her approach, the woman hurried down the stairs in a panic.

"Ruochu, where did you go You suddenly disappeared and scared me to death." The noblewoman said anxiously, carefully supporting Lin Ruochu who was wearing a black dress.

Lin Ruochu gave He Shumei a glance without much expression and walked into the small villa's living room. She took off her black, wide coat, revealing a loose vest underneath, her rounded belly exposed.

She sat on the sofa, her beautiful face gloomy and sullen. She spoke in a cold voice, "I just saw Lin Jinyu."

Xu Ronghua was taken aback, puzzled, "What is she doing here"

She said, "She and Mo Han came here to take wedding photos, and she was wearing the wedding dress that Mo Han had designed for me." When she said this, her fingers clenched tightly around the black dress in her hand, clenching tighter and tighter, as if she wanted to tear it apart.

Xu Ronghua saw the distortion of her face, a sinister gleam in her eyes. He felt a mixture of fear and heartache. He stepped forward, grabbed Lin Ruochu's hand, and quickly soothed her, "Ruochu, you can still ask Fu Mo寒 to make clothes for you later. Even if Fu Mo寒 takes photos with her for a wedding, it's probably just to appease that stubborn old man."

"Mom, I'm afraid Fu Mo Han will fall in love with Lin Jin Ran." Lin Ruochu worriedly lifted her head to look at Xu Rong Hua.

This was her greatest fear. She had been separated from Fu Mo Han for so long, what if... what if Fu Mo Han fell in love with Lin Jin Ran

What should she do

"No, no, don't worry. Fu Mochen definitely won't fall in love with her. He loves you. When you go back, he will definitely divorce!" Xu Ronghua consoled Lin Ruochu, afraid that she would become agitated and hurt her unborn child.

"Yes, no way, absolutely not. It's all because of Lin Jinyan, if it weren't for Lin Jinyan, how could I be like this, carrying this bastard child!" Lin Ruochu's eyes were filled with hatred, growing more and more intense, like an unyielding black mist.

She has become like this today all because of Lin Jinran.

Wait, Lin Jinran, wait until she gives birth to this bastard child. She will definitely take Fu Mo寒 back, and everything she has lost!

All the suffering she endured, he must bear it all!

No, more than once, she wanted to ruin Lin Jinran's reputation so that he would never be able to stay in Nanjiang again!

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Lin arrived at the hotel and opened the room's door.

Not seeing Master Fu, she knew that Master Fu was accustomed to going to bed early, and at this time, he might have gone to sleep.

Similarly, I didn't see Fu Mo Han either. Perhaps he doesn't want to eat with me.

However, I still met an unexpected person, Fu Shaoqing. He was actually here. be thinking, his fair face already flushed red, fine beads of sweat glistening on his smooth forehead, he was both wronged and miserable, "Help me, help me..."Another hand, which had never been restr...