Lin Jinran smiled, without answering, and asked, "I said I did it, will you believe it?"

Fu Mohan frowned, as if Lin Jinran had indeed said it.

However, he was slightly angry at Lin Jinran's inconvenient attitude.

Lin Jinran knew that he had misunderstood that the fried rice was made by her, not by Xiaoyu, and it did not correct it, and it was even more misleading his mistake.

"I believe it or not, you should make it clear. I will investigate, instead of just hiding it." Fu Mohan's voice was cold and unquestionable.

Lin Jinran paused and pursed his lips.

Maybe, there were some things that were misunderstood, and she gradually stopped fighting and explaining.

After experiencing too many disappointments, I gradually learned to give up.

Lin Jinran looked up at the man's cold eyes and asked calmly, "Fu Mohan, then I'll ask you, I said I haven't pushed Lin Ruochu, do you believe it?"

Fu Mohan never thought that Lin Jinran suddenly mentioned this matter, and his thin lips became a straight line.

Lin Jinran smiled self-deprecatingly, and his heart gradually became colder, "Look, you don't believe it. I have said more than once, I have never pushed Lin Ruochu, you have never believed it. Now you tell me this, what's the point?"

She said it, he didn't believe it, would she have any other meaning?

I wanted to talk about the customer's affairs after dinner, but Fu Mohan's words made her lose her mind.

"I'm a little tired, so I'll go to bed first."

Lin Jinran lowered her eyes and did not want to stay with the man too much. She bypassed and walked forward with her legs apart.

When his body brushed past Fu Mohan, the back of his hand was suddenly grabbed by the man's slender fingers.

"Tell me clearly!"

Lin Jinran remained motionless, letting Fu Mohan hold her and looked out of the kitchen. Lin Jinran said coldly, "You didn't believe me from the beginning. You can't believe what I said or done. Trust is given by both parties, not unilaterally."

"Lin Jinran!" Fu Mohan's heart was slightly blocked, and his eyebrows were frowned tightly.

Has he really never trusted Lin Jinran?

It seems to be true, never trusted.

"You really haven't pushed Lin Ruochu?"

"No."

“Never once?”

"No, never once!" She looked up at the man with a slightly red look and a very firm look.

"I will go and check it out." Fu Mohan let go of her hand, clenched her hand, suddenly stood up and strode away first.

Looking at the man's back as he disappeared while walking away, Lin Jinran pursed his lips and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Just checking, I still don't believe her.

Forget it, she didn't have to get his belief.

Lin Jinran shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

As for customer information, she would look for another opportunity to ask Fu Mohan.

The next day.

Lin Jinran went downstairs to have breakfast, and when he arrived at the stairs, he saw his straight back sitting at the dining table.

After a pause, Fu Mohan didn't leave?

She must ask what she didn't ask yesterday.

He pinched his white fingers and strode to her position.

Mrs. Zhang served breakfast one by one. Lin Jinran did not move her chopsticks. She looked at Fu Mo's cold side face and asked straight to the point, "When can I return the paper you took from me?"

She had already thought about how to reply if Fu Mohan made excuses.

A man's cold question came from his ears, "I can give you the stuff, but you have to tell me first which customer is?"
Chapter completed!