Lin Jinran blinked her blurred eyes, lowered her eyes, and opened her cherry lips, exuding a faint aroma of red wine, "Didn't you ask me to drink it?"

Fu Mohan narrowed his eyes and continued to ask, "When you were with Su Han, why?"

"Why?" Lin Jinran tilted his head, seeming to be thinking in some distress. His lips slowly opened, and a soft voice poured out, "Why, why?"

Fu Mohan's eyes darkened for a moment, and he asked gradually, "What troubles have you encountered?"

Lin Jinran tilted his head, a little distressed, as if he had thought of something.

She glared at Fu Mohan with an unhappy pout, "It's all because of you. If it weren't for you... I wouldn't have resigned... Please let me go... let go..." Lin Jinran pushed Fu Mohan with his fingers.

His chest was so drunk that he could hardly stand still.

"Lin Jinran, don't move!" Fu Mohan didn't expect that Lin Jinran would be much stronger when he was drunk. He couldn't help but frown and scolded in a low voice.

Lin Jinran raised his head and pouted, unhappy, "Whatever you shout, just shout to me. Anyway, you won't be able to shout for a few days..."

She didn't realize at all that the words she just said suddenly made Fu Mo's cold and stern face darken.

"Do you really want a divorce?" His deep voice had no warmth at all.

"You don't want a divorce?" Lin Jinran tilted her head and squinted her blurry eyes. She felt that the Fu Mohan in front of her had turned into several. She could hardly tell which one was which.

Fu Mohan didn't answer Lin Jinran, whether he wanted to or not.

He longs for marriage to last forever.

Even if you don't love him, you will be responsible to the end if you marry him.

It's just that this woman married him with a purpose and couldn't wait to leave him.

After all, what do you think he is?

"Why are there so many of you?" Lin Jinran raised his small white hand and waved it randomly in front of his eyes, trying to wave away the person in front of him.

However, it had no effect at all. She still saw several Fu Mohan standing in front of her. She was unhappy, "Why are there so many of you? It's so annoying and annoying."

"Lin Jinran, shut up when you're drunk!" Fu Mohan was obviously dissatisfied with Lin Jinran's talkativeness and scolded him again, his voice a little slower than before.

Lin Jinran closed her mouth unwillingly, tilted her head and stared at Fu Mohan's face drunkenly, and suddenly asked strangely, "Fu Mohan, you like Lin Ruochu very much, right?"

After saying that, Lin Jinran lowered his head and continued to murmur, "You only smile at her and are cold-faced towards me. You should probably like her very much. You only smile when you like her."

"Have you ever smiled at me?" Fu Mohan retorted not to be outdone. Has she ever smiled at him?

Accusing him of being cold-faced, she did the same thing, avoiding and divorcing him!

"If I smile at you, you won't smile at me either."

Lin Jinran raised his little head again, and raised his cherry red lips into a bright smile.

Fu Mohan looked down, his face looked like powdered Lin Jinran, he squinted his eyes slightly and raised the corners of his pretty pink lips.

His heart seemed to have been hit hard, and there seemed to be a familiar feeling, a similar feeling.

Lin Jinran's eyes became even more blurred, and he felt that Fu Mohan's face was getting weaker and farther away.

Little by little, his head fell towards Fu Mohan's shoulder. Lin Jinran slowly closed his eyes, leaned gently on Fu Mohan's shoulder, and fell into a deep sleep.

The woman's sweet breath mixed with the fragrance of wine slowly lingered around Fu Mohan.

Fu Mohan frowned.
Chapter completed!