To just stand there and watch the outfits be destroyed at the end was unbearable.Fu Mo Han's dangerous eyes narrowed, Jiang Yu, dare to place people in his company, he was getting impatient!Lin Jin k...Lin Jinran stared at Fu Mo'han with a mixture of grievance and resentment. "What do you want me to say Will you even listen to my explanation I need normal social interactions. Do I have to avoid all other men just to stay out of your way"

"Lin Jinran, stop making excuses. Look at the men you've been in contact with, are any of them work-related" Fu Mochen was furious, his face grim.

This damn woman, just give in and admit her mistake, promise she won't do it again

I have to see them, I have to make him angry!

Lin Jin ran tightly bit her lower lip, feeling unusually wronged in her heart.

No matter what, in Fu Mo's eyes, she was always looking for other men to flirt with!

He came over and also blamed her for being unchaste.

It's all her fault!

Lin Jinran looked up, her clear eyes locked onto Fu Mo'han, gritting her teeth and saying, "I can do what I believe is right, even if it means not seeing you. That's something I can't do!"

"The forest is ablaze!" Fu Mo Han was furious, wishing he could stuff her mouth shut!

I always get him angry, make him furious!

The gunpowder between the two people grew heavier and heavier, and the oppressive air made it hard to breathe.

At that moment, “knock, knock, knock,” a sound of knocking broke the silence and chill in the room.

Fu Mo Han turned towards the door angrily, and growled, "Who"

"It's me, young master. You haven't eaten since you came back, so I made some soup for you." Xiaoyu's voice faintly drifted in from outside the door.

"Get out!" Fu Mochen growled, clearly displeased by Xiaoyu's sudden appearance.

Xiaoyu's voice came again, "Yes."

Xiaoyu's interruption, slightly diffused the gunpowder-like atmosphere between the two people.

Fu Mo Han suppressed his anger and said coldly, "Go eat."

"I'm finished eating." Lin Jinyan awkwardly turned away, hoping Fu Mochen would leave quickly, leave as soon as possible!

Fu Mo coldly frowned, his sword brows twitching unintentionally. He had eaten too much with Ji Yun Ting

At this thought, unease surged within me once more. I barked, "I didn't ask if you ate or not, just come with me!"

Lin Jinran was taken aback and suddenly looked at Fu Mo'han.

Fu Mo'han ignored Er Lin Jin Ran and strode towards the door. She frowned, unwillingly following behind Fu Mo'han and arriving downstairs together.

Xiaoyu saw that Lin Jinran had also come down the stairs. She waited until Fu Mo'han walked away before saying to Lin Jinran a little disappointedly, "I only prepared one portion for Young Master."

"I don't eat." Lin Jinyan answered with utmost calm, bypassing Xiaoyu and walking to the table. She pulled out a chair next to Fu Mochen, who was seated one position away, and sat down.

Xiaoyu stood behind Lin Jin, rolled her eyes, and walked toward the kitchen. Soon, she brought out a bowl of rich, flavorful soup.

She placed it before Fu Mochen with the tenderness of offering a treasure, "Young Master, please try this. It's a nourishing soup I learned specifically from my hometown."

"Pour her a bowl." Fu MoHan picked up the spoon gracefully, his voice soft.

Lin Jinran looked at Fu Mo'han in surprise, she couldn't have heard wrong, could she

Xiaoyu said reluctantly, "Young master, I only managed to make one bowl." The meaning was clear; there wasn't a portion for Lin Jinyan.

Lin Jinran didn't care, "I'm not thirsty or hungry, I don't need to drink."

As soon as the words left her mouth, Fu Mochen pushed the bowl of soup on the table to her. "Drink it,"

Lin Jinran was astonished, truly unclear what Fu MoHan meant.

Xiao Yu, upon hearing that Lin Jinran was going to drink it, felt a little unwilling.

She glanced at Lin Jinran, the meaning in her eyes was self-evident, "Young Master, I've been simmering this all afternoon. Your stomach isn't good, so you should have it. Miss Lin, you've eaten outside and aren't hungry anymore, right"heng, like a drowning person who had grabbed a lifebuoy, her pupils fixed on him, "Shaocheng, where is my child Where is my child""Jin Ran, your body is weak, you need to rest." Mu Shaochen's voice so...