"Pfft." Lin Jinran spurted out, looking at Fu Mohan with surprise and astonishment in his eyes.

Fu Mohan frowned in disgust, his cold face seemed displeased.

Only then did Lin Jinran realize that the spray she just made seemed to have contaminated the dishes with some of the soup.

Men with mysophobia may dislike these dishes.

But she can't blame her, who asked him to talk about aphrodisiac soup inexplicably when she was drinking soup!

Sister-in-law Zhang was very calm. She quickly took the tissue and handed it to Lin Jinran. She replied without raising her eyes, "That kind of soup is good once a week. Drinking it every day is too irritating, and the young lady can't bear it. If the young master

If you want to drink it, I'll wait for two days."

She must never let Mrs. Zhang cook that kind of soup again. Thinking of Fu Mohan's performance last night, Lin Jinran's cheeks suddenly turned red and she quickly said, "It's hot now, so I'd better not drink it. Drink more fire-reducing medicine to get rid of the fire.

Better."

She just didn't want Fu Mohan to drink it so that she wouldn't suffer the consequences, but she didn't want Fu Mohan to frown even tighter when he heard what she said.

His cool and desolate face was even more unusually indifferent.

He didn't dislike her, but she disliked him?

Fu Mohan put his chopsticks on the table, stood up, turned around suddenly, and strode away from the table.

Lin Jinran was confused. Did she say something wrong?

Is it possible that men still want to drink that kind of soup?

Thinking of this possibility, Lin Jinran immediately shook his head in denial.

How could it be possible? Her eyes looked at the exquisite dishes, and she immediately thought that she might have left because she disliked her for accidentally spraying on them.

However, Fu Mohan's departure made Lin Jinran feel much more relaxed and he didn't need to be too cautious.

If he doesn't want to eat, then these are all hers.

Mrs. Zhang looked at Lin Jinran, who was eating dinner leisurely, and said helplessly, "Young madam, the young master has some stomach problems. He will feel uncomfortable when he is hungry."

"Well, I'll leave some for him later." Lin Jinran felt that he was very considerate by doing this.

As for whether he eats it or not, it has nothing to do with her.

Lin Jinran left most of it untouched, and she also knew that Fu Mohan basically wouldn't eat the rest.

However, this had nothing to do with her, and she walked towards her cabin.

I found that I couldn't open the door no matter what.

Sister-in-law Zhang appeared behind her appropriately and explained, "Young madam, your things have been moved to the master bedroom. This is the utility room, how can you live in it!"

Lin Jinran, "..."

She said that Mrs. Zhang would be in trouble here.

Now she could only bite the bullet, go upstairs to Fu Mohan's bedroom, and move the things out.

Since we can't live here, we can live in the guest bedroom.

Lin Jinran sighed, helplessly went upstairs, walked to the door of the master bedroom and knocked on the door, "Knock, knock, knock."

There was no answer at the door.

Could it be that Fu Mohan went to work in the study?

With this thought, Lin Jinran's white hand grasped the door handle, and with a click, the door opened.

Sure enough, Fu Mohan was not in the room.

Lin Jinran breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the bed, where her clothes and other things were neatly stacked.

There weren't many things, so she simply used a piece of clothes she needed to change as a baggage, wrapped all the things and held them in her arms.

Looking at the few things, all wrapped together, it seems a bit much.

Almost half of Lin Jinran's small face was blocked, only a pair of clear eyes were exposed, and she struggled to hold it and walked toward the door.

The door was closed by her when she came in, so she had to open it again, holding the wrapped fingers in her arms, and carefully stretched out to hold the door handle.
Chapter completed!