Lying on the railing in discomfort, Lin Jinran couldn't help but cry loudly, venting her grievances, her helplessness, and her fear.

Fu Shaoqing, who was in the shadows at the door of the rooftop, stared silently into the distance, his shoulders hunched over his crying back, and the fingers in his pocket were squeezed tightly.

She cried and vented on the rooftop, while he silently guarded her behind the door.

She waited until the sound of her crying gradually subsided, and only the sound of swallowing was heard.

Fu Shaoqing just walked up to the rooftop and said with concern, "Sister-in-law, it's cold outside, go back."

Suddenly hearing the sound, Lin Jinran turned around in shock. There were still tears hanging in the corners of her eyes but she had not wiped them away. When she saw Fu Shaoqing walking over, she was stunned, "Why are you up here?"

"I heard a noise and came here." Fu Shaoqing didn't expose it, but saw that Lin Jinran was not walking towards the elevator, so he followed out suspiciously.

His slender hand took out a tissue and handed it to her, "Wipe it."

When someone saw the situation, Lin Jinran lowered his eyes in embarrassment, reached out and took the tissue, lowered his head and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Sorry, I delayed your work."

"No. You have to pay attention to your body." He unbuttoned his suit and walked in front of Lin Jinran. The gentleman put it on her body. "It's windy here, be careful of catching a cold."

Lin Jinran wanted to refuse, but warm clothes were draped around her body, warming her slightly cold body. She lowered her head and tightened her head, "Thank you."

"It's okay." He stared down at her pale face and silently took a few steps back, "Go back."

Lin Jinran nodded and followed Fu Shaoqing out of the rooftop.

The fire could not be contained in the paper. As evening approached, Mrs. Zhang hurried upstairs and notified Lin Jinran that Mr. Fu was coming.

She hurriedly put on her coat and went downstairs.

Seeing the old man sitting on the chair with an ugly face, his heart skipped a beat and said, "Grandpa."

"Jinran, what's going on? What did Mo Han do abroad?" Mr. Fu asked in a majestic tone, obviously very angry.

"grandfather."

Lin Jinran's eyes turned red, and with her belly puffed out, she sat on the sofa with the help of Mrs. Zhang.

When the old man saw Lin Jinran's appearance, he knew that she had also been wronged, so he sighed and said, "Don't hesitate, just tell me what you know."

Lin Jinran did not dare to hide anything and told Mr. Fu everything he knew.

After hearing this, Mr. Fu seemed to have aged countless years. After a while, he asked, "Now everything in the company has been handed over to Shao Qing?"

"Yes, leave it all to Shao Qing." Lin Jinran lowered his eyes and answered the old man's words.

"How is he doing now?"

"Very good. Now he's basically fine with the company's affairs."

"That's good, that's good." Mr. Fu was relieved. This was a blessing in misfortune. If Fu Shaoqing didn't care about the company, I'm afraid it wouldn't last long.

"My child, I'm embarrassing you." Mr. Fu sighed knowing what Lin Jinran had endured.

Lin Jinran endured the sourness in his heart and slowly shook his head, "Grandpa, I'm fine."

She didn't care if she was in pain or not. She could get through this. She just hoped that Fu Mohan would come back safely!

Mr. Fu said in a deep voice, "I'll go and talk to Hongyuan myself."

Lest they blame Lin Jinran for concealing the incident and make the girl feel even worse, it would be better for him to come forward and be the bad guy.

"Thank you, grandpa." Lin Jinran was grateful and his eyes turned red again.

The old man looked at Lin Jinran's thinning face, with mixed feelings in his heart. If he really told Lin Jinran what he said, he was also afraid that something bad might happen to Fu Mohan.

What should she do with her unborn child?
Chapter completed!