Fu Mo Han's figure. I only saw his laptop turned on, with a Word document open on the screen. 。His gaze swept casually past, and when his eyes landed on the first line of the document, Lin Jinyan tre...Zhang Sao fell silent for a moment, sighed deeply, and conceded, "Fine, I won't tell him. " 。"

"Thank you" 。After receiving Zhang Sao's reply, Lin Jinran didn't say much and hung up the phone. He packed his things simply. 。This time, the main purpose was to visit Mr. Fu. Lin Jinran dressed plainly and planned to stay in Nanjiang for two days. He packed two or three sets of clothes and some necessities, without bringing anything else. 。After packing his belongings, Lin Jinran dragged his suitcase to the living room and knocked on Su Yunjin's door, but there was no response. 。hingly cool.Lin Jinran raised his hand and brushed aside the strands of hair that were blown about by the wind. He walked to the railing, supported himself with both hands, and looked out at the bound...