Lin Jinran nodded, and Mr. Hou's words were churning in his mind, he pursed his lips and pressed them down, and said softly, "You go back and rest too."

"Okay, I'll be done in a while." Tiantian replied with a smile.

Lin Jinran nodded, walked towards the stairs, and slowly climbed the stairs step by step.

When I walked to the bedroom, I opened the door, walked in, and saw Fu Mohan who had changed into pajamas and walked out of the locker room.

The dark eyes looked at Lin Jinran, and his tone was calm, "Go away?"

Lin Jinran nodded and walked to the bed with a slightly stiff pace.

The two of them really haven't had a bed together for a while, at least when Lin Jinran was awake.

Having just sent Mr. Hou away, the reluctance turned into tension and uneasiness.

My fingers carefully grabbed the bedding. Just as I was thinking about what to say in my head, the ringtone of my phone suddenly rang indoors.

The phone happened to be placed beside her. Lin Jinran turned his head and saw the phone flashing on the bed, and the name displayed on the screen.

The whole person was as if he was poured into a basin of cold water, which was so cold that he could feel heart-warming.

With one hand, Fu Mohan quickly picked up the phone. Frown his eyebrows and looked at the caller ID on the phone, and walked out the door with big strides.

Watching the man leave, Lin Jinran's heart sank inch by inch. Do you have to carry her on the back when answering the phone?

What secrets are there to be invisible? Did you call me late at night?

The white fingers subconsciously clenched the bed sheet under him, and the more he clenched, the more wrinkles he twisted out.

She sat motionlessly, and suddenly felt that time passed very slowly, and the sourness gradually filled her heart, sour and bitter.

The door handle slightly let out, "Click." Fu Mohan pushed open the door, and walked in with one hand holding his cell phone.

Seeing Lin Jinran sitting stiffly, his white and tender face was obviously unconcealed sadness, he paused slightly, and then walked towards her, "Sleep."

"Don't you go to see her?"

Lin Jinran raised her head, looked at the man standing in front of her with a slightly red look, and asked what she had to endure in her heart.

Fu Mohan frowned, stared at her black eyes, and suddenly bent down to her, with a calm and cold tone, "What are you thinking about?"

He was thinking randomly, why did she think randomly?

Lin Jinran endured the soreness in his heart and deliberately pretended to be generous and said, "She is so late, she calls her, there should be something urgent."

"Jealous?" Fu Mohan stared at her red eyes, silent for a while, and her thin lips curled up with a shallow curve.

Jealous, yes, she was jealous.

She wanted to possess him, and she wanted to own him, and even more so she was the only one!

She didn't want to have another woman living beside him!

Lin Jinran finally knew what Sang Lan felt, why did she hate her so much, why didn’t she die?

I love you, but you don’t love me. That’s how it feels.

It hurts very much, it feels very uncomfortable.

But Lin Jinran is not Sang Lan, she will not blame Fu Mohan for not being her, nor will she curse Lin Ruochu, and she will not pray to Fu Mohan to love her.

She carefully guarded her little bit of pitiful dignity and didn't want to abandon it.

In the man's sight, she twisted her face hard and held the sheets with her fingertips. "I know that the person you like is her. I married me because of my grandfather's intention. I don't divorce me now, and it's even more because of the child in my belly. Lin Ruochu is in the hospital now, and she doesn't seem to be in good condition now. You should,"
Chapter completed!