Fu Mohan frowned displeased and said coldly, "No need."

Just as he finished speaking, footsteps and soft voices came from the door, "I'm home."

Lin Jinran walked toward the living room with his cell phone in his hand. When he saw a tall figure in his sight, his steps subconsciously froze.

She looked at the man from a distance and also looked at her, feeling inexplicably nervous in her heart.

It wasn't until Ji Yunting's voice came over the phone that Lin Jinran reacted and quickly replied, "That's it for now. I'll hang up. I'll contact you later."

Fu Mohan's eyes deepened.

Who is she talking to on the phone so late?

Lin Jinran felt very uncomfortable, especially when Fu Mohan's pair of dark eyes fell on her, and that kind of scrutinizing feeling made her want to escape.

"I'm going to bed." She turned around and walked toward the stairs eagerly, as if there were monsters chasing her behind her.

"Wait."

Fu Mohan spoke in a deep voice.

Lin Jinran's movement up the stairs froze obviously, and she frowned uneasily.

What is he going to do?

The steady footsteps behind him came slowly, neither light nor heavy, but each hit hit Lin Zheng's heart, making him uneasy.

"This is a birthday gift from the old man." The man's deep magnetic voice behind her ear slowly sounded, and at the same time the packaging bag was handed to her.

Lin Jinran's back stiffened and she subconsciously looked at him.

Grandpa gave her a birthday gift, and grandpa actually knew her birthday!

For a moment, Lin Jinran didn't know what to say, and his eyes were filled with unbearable sourness.

"Okay, thank you." She took the bag handed over by Fu Mohan and thanked her politely and distantly, causing Fu Mohan to frown slightly.

Lin Jinran noticed that Fu Mohan had a faint green look in his eyes, which showed that he had been staying up late to work a lot during this period.

But what does this have to do with her?

"Tomorrow we are going to the old man's place for dinner." came a deep voice, always cold.

Lin Jinran didn't want to stay any longer, so he whispered, "I know, I'm going up."

After saying that, she opened her legs without looking back, stepped on the steps, quickly went upstairs, and disappeared from Fu Mohan's sight.

Fu Mohan looked at Lin Jinran's disappearing figure, and his brows gradually furrowed.

She is still avoiding him.

Fu Mohan stepped upstairs. Xiao Yu behind him stared at the empty stairs with an unhappy face and gritted his teeth.

After Lin Jinran returned to the room, she quickly locked the door. She heard the slow footsteps on the stairs, and her heartbeat was racing, for fear that Fu Mohan would come over.

However, the footsteps stopped for a moment, and the sound of the door opening and closing was heard, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He returned to the bedroom.

Lin Jinran walked to the bedside, put the bag on the bed, and took out the contents of the bag with confusion. It turned out to be a thick envelope.

money?

Lin Jinran opened the envelope in confusion and poured out a stack of exquisite paper. When he saw the words written on the paper, he was so shocked that he covered his mouth with his hands, completely unbelievable.

What Mr. Fu gave her was actually a ticket to a famous designer's show, and each ticket had the best seat in the front row.

This pair of Lin Jinran, who aspires to become an independent fashion designer, is very precious!

Lin Jinran sat on the bed and couldn't put it down, looking at them one by one, and soon discovered that there were two tickets each time.
Chapter completed!