up to them from afar, looking at them strangely.Xiaoyu, upon seeing the housekeeper arrive, looked like she had found a pillar of support. The arrogance she had just displayed vanished instantly. She...Lin Jinran said softly, "Aunt, I was in Fu Mochen's office..." 。"He immediately lost his swagger, “What did he say”
“He’s in a meeting, I'll tell him when it's over.” 。"Is your dad important" Xu RongHua's anger was about to flare up again. 。"Then you tell me first, why did my father get into a car accident, and why was he locked up" Lin Jinran calmly countered Xu Ronghua. 。She was very clear that if Lin Zhigang was innocent, Xu Ronghua would definitely tell her the reason. 。Now he stammers and says nothing, it's highly likely that Lin Zhigang made a mistake. 。"What does it have to do with you Your father is the one who's locked up. You are her daughter, and now you are also Fu Mochen's wife. Shouldn't you save your father" Xu Ronghua choked back his words, his attitude remaining tough. 。"I'll tell him about this, he might be back. I gotta go now." 。Lin Jinran had a slight headache and didn't want to listen to Xu RongHua talk any more. Regardless of Xu RongHua's reaction, she directly hung up the phone. 。After refusing several calls from Xu Ronghua, Lin Jinyan switched off her phone. She waited patiently for Fu Mo'han to finish his meeting. 。
Outside the window, a few stars dotted the night sky, along with half a moon. It was silent and peaceful. 。
In the office, Lin Jinran nestled in the soft sofa, her eyes drooping, flipping through the magazine in her hands. The only sound was the occasional rustling of turning pages, nothing else. 。An hour had passed unknowingly, and it was almost twelve o'clock. 。
He faintly heard footsteps coming closer and closer. Lin Jinran closed the magazine, and a crisp "click" sounded at the door. 。The door was pushed open. 。Fu Mo Han's tall figure appeared at the doorway. He looked at the woman sitting on the sofa, clearly waiting for her, and frowned, "What are you doing here"
Lin Jin Ran felt an inexplicable nervousness in her heart, and habitually wanted to stand up >>> 。
As soon as I put weight on my foot, a searing pain shot through me. 。"I... oof" 。He sighed softly and slumped back onto the sofa. 。Fu Mo Han's face darkened, he strode towards her, and coldly sneered, "To not know you have an injury on your foot and just wander around carelessly..." 。"
Lin Jinran lowered his head, pursed his lips, and endured the pain in his feet. " 。She reached out and lifted the lid of the thermos, trying to sound relaxed as she said, “I brought dinner over. You haven't eaten yet, have you Have some while it's hot.” 。Fu Mo'han looked down from above as Lin Jinran opened the insulated lunch box, revealing a table of dishes. 。His gaze swept over the golden fried rice, and he raised an eyebrow. "Xiaoyu made it..." 。"
Just as he was about to pick up his chopsticks, his hand paused for a moment, then Lin Jinran casually put them down, “Hmm” 。She still remembered that Fu Mo Han didn't seem to like the things she made, mistaking them for someone else's work. He could eat them, so she didn't mind. 。"You're here, not just to deliver something, are you" Fu MoHan didn't move, letting out a cold snort. 。Lin Jinran's heart skipped a beat, as if she had been exposed. She stammered, "My father got into a car accident and is now being held at the police station." 。"Do you know what your father did" Fu Mo Han's voice was obviously low, with a hint of displeasure. 。A chill ran through my heart. Fu Mo Han's words confirmed that he definitely knew... 。A sense of foreboding washed over Lin Jinran, who shook his head. “I don’t know…” 。"Driving under the influence, hitting someone and assaulting a police officer, threatening 。Fu Mo Han's low voice was laced with sarcasm. 。With every accusation he uttered, Lin Jinran's heart grew colder, until finally it was completely frozen. 。This is definitely going to land him in trouble, you could say he did this to himself!
The only question is how Fu Mo Han knew. Could it be...Chapter 1870: Why are you back so late