Do you careHaving a child became a common topic, drawing Lin Jinran and Bai Xia closer together unconsciously. Mostly, it was Bai Xia, who had experience in this area, sharing her insights. Lin Jinran listened attentively and took notes on Bai Xia's advice.

Unconsciously, more than half an hour had passed. The door to the private room opened, and Fu Mo寒 walked in, ending the conversation between the two about the child.

This dinner was like a walk for Bai Xiaoxian. After the previous conversation, Lin Jinyan visibly relaxed. She sometimes listened to Fu Mo'han and Bai Xia discussing work matters, and sometimes chatted with Bai Xia.

After dinner, Lin Jinran bid farewell to Bai Xiaoguo and followed Fu Mo'han back to the Fu residence by car.

Inside the carriage, the lights were a dim orange-yellow. Lin Jinran gazed out the window at the endless string of streetlights, his mood visibly downcast.

Just now she heard Fu Mo'han talking to Bai Xiao, saying that he would be going on a business trip to Bai Xiao's city branch tomorrow.

As a CEO, business trips should be fairly common and nothing to get too excited about.

However, Lin Jinran thought of the last time Fu Mo'han was on a business trip and Lin Ruochu felt connected to him, his mood plummeted.

My mind is racing with thoughts. This trip, will Fu Mo Han be bringing Lin Ruochu

She wanted to ask, but feared the answer.

She pretended to gaze at the scenery outside, refusing to turn back. The glass reflected her delicate features and also the trace of worry etched between her brows.

Fu Mochen saw Lin Jinran's sorrow and had already noticed that her silence was because of what he had said about leaving.

Feigning ignorance on purpose, he craved for Lin Jinran to rely on him willingly, instead of him forcing her every time.

Until Rolls-Royce returned to Fu's residence, Lin Jinran did not ask Fu Mo Han about his business trip.

The driver opened the car door, and she got out first, not noticing the fleeting disappointment in Fu Mo'han's dark eyes.

Back in the bedroom, Fu Mochen, who was following behind her, went straight to the study.

As she closed the bedroom door, the man's figure just happened to push open the study door.

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Along the way, countless questions swirled in my mind, but each time I was about to ask them, she stifled them.

Every time I press down, the desire to ask something next time grows stronger.

Suddenly, Lin Jinyan stood up.

Gritting her teeth in frustration, she couldn't understand why she shouldn't ask. She was Fu Mochen's wife now; she had the right to ask.

Taking firm strides, he reached the door and grasped the doorknob. But at that moment, his courage faltered.

What if Fu Mo Han didn't tell her

What if Lin Ruochu really went

In case...

Too many maybes.

The fair fingers slowly withdrew from the doorknob, retreating a few steps in confusion. Lin Jinyan was aggrieved and unwilling to accept it, her eyes reddened with distress.

Don't ask, asking will only hurt more.

Let's just pretend nothing happened. She won't expose what went on between Fu Mo Han and Lin Ruochu, so their three-way relationship can still maintain a balance for now.

At this moment, Lin Jin-ran is like a snail, curled up in the little nest she has created for herself. Whether it's for the child growing in her belly or for the unspoken feelings in her heart.

After his defeat, Lin Jinran listlessly walked towards the bathroom.

In the study, Fu Mo Han stared intently at the woman's thin back on the screen, his cold features gradually darkening.

What's on her mind, why can't she just tell me She's such a sly one.

He stood up and strode toward the door. his lips as he said, "Angry"Unable to push away, he abruptly stretched his arm between the two, maintaining a sliver of space. Lin Jinyan looked away from Fu Mo'han intentionally.She was indeed angry...