stopped behind Ye Xiao, reporting, "Young Master Ye, we found a man's body in an upstairs bedroom."Ye Xiao's sword brows furrowed, his sharp eyes swept over the maid who was speaking, and he said in...Fu Mo Han surveyed the empty room, his black eyes finally landing on the closed bathroom door.

He strode over to the bathroom door, his long legs eating up the distance. He spoke in an impatient tone, "Come out yourself, or I'll open the door with my key!"

Lin Jin-ran's heart skipped a beat as he huddled inside. His heart pounded rapidly in his chest.

Can she escape Fu Mo Han

There's no escaping it, absolutely no escaping it!

But the humiliation he just experienced made Lin Jinfan not want to see him at all!

"Click." The bathroom door swung open.

Lin Jinran screamed in fright and hid in the bathtub, trembling with fear, "Don't come closer, don't come closer!"

Fu Mo Han gazed at her, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

He did indeed go too far just now, forcing himself on her in the elevator. But if she wasn't with Fu Shaoqing, how could he have been so out of control with anger

Fu Mo'han pulled over the towel from the side and approached Lin Jinran, Lin Jinran's fear deepened, "Don't come here!"

Obviously, Fu Mo Han didn't care about Lin Jin Ran's words. He walked to Lin Jin Ran's front and threw the towel onto Lin Jin Ran's head. Ignoring Lin Jin Ran's resistance, he bent down and hugged Lin Jin Ran horizontally.

"One more move, and you'll regret it!"

He threatened in a low voice. When Lin Jinran heard this, the whole person didn't dare to move, huddled in Fu Mo's arms, and was held by him sitting on the bed.

Fu Mo'han picked up the bag beside him, and poured the brand new dress onto the bed. He took it in one hand and shoved it to Lin Jinran, ordering, "Put it on!"

Lin Jinran resisted being with Fu Mo'han, but now there was no way to resist him. She gritted her teeth and endured, taking the dress.

"Get dressed, don't dawdle, or I'll change you myself!" Fu Mochen threatened in a low voice. Seeing Lin Jinyan tremble slightly all over, his sword brows furrowed even tighter.

He suddenly turned around and strode out of the room.

When Lin Jin dyed waited until Fu Mo Han left, she let out a breath of relief. Thinking about the upcoming meeting again, her heart fluttered with anticipation and nervousness.

How can I distance myself from Fu Mo Han

She couldn't figure it out, slowly changed into a dress, and walked out with her aching legs.

Outside the door, there was no figure of Fu Mo Han. Instead, Fu Mo Han's assistant Leng Jue stood straight ahead at a short distance, smiling amiably at her, "Young Master left earlier and has arranged for a car to take you back."

Upon learning of Fu Mo Han's departure, Lin Jin Ran completely relaxed and nodded, "Thank you."

Ling Jue escorted Lin Jinran out of the store, got in the car and drove back to the office.

The man who had already left his mouth, with a tall and straight figure, stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, his cold and sharp face facing outward.

"The mistress has already been escorted to the carriage."

"Got it." Fu Mo Han's voice was cold and emotionless, "Get out."

"Yes."

Lin Jin returned to the Fu residence in a daze, the first thing he wanted to do was find an axe to break open the storage room door, but Tiantian stopped him, refusing to allow it.

She helplessly went upstairs, trying each guest room door. To her surprise, the one Zhang Sao had lived in wasn't locked!

Lin Jinian opened the door and saw that the inside was still relatively clean. He ignored the pain in his body and hastily packed up her things from Fu Mo Han's bedroom, then moved them to that house.

Close the door and lock it in one go.

She was afraid that Fu Mochen would use the key to open the door at night. She used all her strength to push the cabinet in front of the door, so that as long as Fu Mochen opened the door, she would know.

When they were finally done, Lin Jinran couldn't bear the aching pain in his body anymore. He slumped onto the soft bed and fell into a deep sleep without any regard for anything else.anci still held her in his arms, one hand resting on Su Han's nape, the other supporting her legs. His half-pressed body did not put any weight on Su Han.The corridor lights cast the shape of the door...