s Lin Jinran doingA sheltered young lady who never even touches a drop of Yangchun water, cooking in the kitchenAnd cooked fried rice, everyone knows Sima Zhao's heart!Fu Mo's eyes narrowed, his voice...Lin Jinran's hair stood on end, the smile on her small face nearly disappearing in an instant.

"No, happy." She quietly tried to wriggle free, away from the confines of some men.

But the man's arm was like iron, seemingly casually resting on her slender shoulder, yet firmly restraining her movements.

Fu Mo's eyes darkened, he just embraced Lin Jinran that way, and strode toward a shelf nearby with his long legs.

Lin Jinran was passively dragged along by him, walking over without knowing what Fu Mo'han was going to do.

Until he reached where she had just stood, the man lifted his arm, his slender white fingers plucking a small kitten keychain from the shelf and hooking it onto his index finger.

He looked indifferently at the two waiters in the distance, his voice cold, "How many of this same series are there"

"One of the staff quickly answered, “This is a handmade creation by designer Ji Yunting. Each one has a unique and different design, with ten different poses of little cats.”

"Destroy the remaining nine."

Once the statement was made, the other few people were stunned.

Destroy

One is thirty thousand, nine is two hundred and seventy thousand.

Lin Jinran's eyes widened, she looked up at the cold man beside her and took a deep breath, "These were made with great effort, each one is the designer's heart and soul, how can they be destroyed!"

Fu Mo Han lowered his gaze, his black eyes devoid of any warmth. He gave Lin Jin Ran's furious face a cold and icy glance.

So what

Her nonchalant attitude made Lin Jinran, who dreamed of becoming a fashion designer, even angrier. It felt like a fire was burning in her chest.

"No destroying!"

Fu Mo'han suddenly curled his thin lips, "Then buy them all."

The forest dyed with autumn colors, “...”

Her arrogance seemed to have been doused with a bucket of cold water, subsiding.

She couldn't even afford a keychain, let alone ten.

Thirty thousand!

Lin Jin was disheartened and embarrassed. Her chest felt constricted, as if she couldn't breathe. She wanted to protect the designer's hard work, but she had no ability to do so.

She hung her head low, the more she thought about it, the sadder she felt, "I... I have no money. How can I possibly stop them from destroying it"

Fu Mo's side profile was exceptionally handsome, his thin lips almost touching her porcelain-like fair ear.

He even had a sudden urge to bite that delicate earlobe with his teeth.

Fu Mo's black eyes sank slightly, his thin lips curled into a nonchalant smile. The words he originally wanted to say were changed to just two words, "Kiss me."

Lin Jin dyed his face clearly startled, and then a layer of blush appeared on his small face, “…”

Here, not only he and she, but also two waiters, Su Meili who came to watch the play.

How could she take the initiative to give a kiss!

"Then just destroy it." Fu Mochen said, his voice as light as a feather.

"No!" Lin Jinyan immediately shook his head, refusing to destroy it.

She looked up at the man before her, his expression unusually cold and severe. She knew he was doing this on purpose, deliberately making things difficult for her.

However, Lin Jinran was helpless. She couldn't fight a man!

But she still insisted, asking, "If I kissed you, would you not be destroyed"

Fu Mo Han's voice was cold, "You're bargaining with me."

"I don't, I just…"

"When the forest is full of autumn hues, I have no leisure to accompany you in wasting time." Fu Mo Han furrowed his brows, impatiently interrupting Lin Jinran's words.

Lin Jin's heart skipped a beat, he was getting impatient!

Kiss or not to kissThe man standing beside the swing glanced at him and strode over. He extended his right hand gracefully, and Lin Jinran's lips curled into a smile as he raised his hand to clasp the man's palm. 。With...