ter with nimble hands. His fair and slender fingers delicately peeled the plump white eggs and placed them on a small plate.He was completely oblivious to the figure standing in the kitchen.Xiao Yu gl...Fu Mo Han's figure trembled violently.

There was a feeling of something pressing down on my chest, heavy and suffocating, making even my breath feel labored.

His pale, thick fingers unconsciously clenched. Suddenly, he stood up.

His obsidian eyes held no emotion as he spoke in a low voice, "Grandfather, I have something to attend to. I'll take my leave now."

Yu-ba, with her long legs, strode toward the small garden gate, completely unconcerned that her expensive leather shoes stepped on the wet soil, splashing mud onto their surface.

Old Master Fu gazed at Fu Mo Han's tall and slender back, which disappeared without a trace. He sighed helplessly, "This child, he hasn't let go yet."

Zhang's wife also spoke helplessly, "Master, why bring this up again The fact that the young master stepped into this garden shows he has already let go of some things."

"You wouldn't know that, this boy is very deep. He could come in doesn't mean he has let go, otherwise he wouldn't have left so suddenly." Old Master Fu understood Fu Mochen very well. From the moment he left, he knew that Fu Mochen hadn't let go of what happened back then.

Zhang Sao didn't say much, only feeling a pang of sympathy, "I hope Madam can help Young Master come out of this."

"This is also what I expected." Elder Fu's eyebrows furrowed slightly. "When will that girl, Dian Dian, be back"

“She should be on her way.” Zhang Sao looked up towards the direction of the small garden gate and smiled, “Speak of the devil, here she comes. Young mistress is back.”

Old Master Fu squinted his cloudy eyes and looked over. When he saw the pretty figure walking closer, he smiled kindly, "Ranyin is back."

Lin Jin got a call from Tiantian on the road and rushed back without even having dinner. He had sweated a little bit walking all the way here.

A pale white shirt, almost clinging to the body.

Grandfather Fu frowned, his eyebrows seemingly as white as they were dyed, and asked in confusion, "Why are you sweating so much Is the air conditioning broken in the car"

Zhang Sao quickly wet a towel with water and handed it to Lin Jinran. After thanking her, Lin Jinran took the towel and carefully wiped his cheeks.

She never wears makeup, she doesn't put on powder or worry about it smudging.

After wiping it, it felt much fresher.

Before she could figure out how to answer Old Master Fu's question, she heard Zhang Bo, who was carrying tea sets behind her, say, "I just saw the young mistress walk through the gate. Didn't the young master arrange a carriage for the young mistress"

Upon hearing this, Old Master Fu's brows furrowed in anger. He rebuked sharply, "What is the use of a steward if he can't even remember such trivial matters"

Mr. Fu wasn't just talking, his wrinkled hands grasped the handles of the rocking chair, and with Zhang's help, he slowly stood up.

"Come, let's go to the living room with grandpa."

When Lin Jinyan saw this, a warm feeling spread through her chest. She knew that Old Master Fu wanted to establish his authority for her sake.

She knew it wasn't that the butler had forgotten, but that Fu Mo Han had given the order.

If the old master Fu suddenly spoke up, I'm afraid Fu Mo Han would look down on her even more.

Lin Jinran also stood up and helped Fu Laoye, politely saying, “It was my fault for not letting the steward prepare it. Please don't blame the steward.”

Why

"Exercise, I've been eating well and sleeping well lately, I've gained quite a bit of weight." Lin Jinran strained his brain to weave a lie.

Grandfather Fu looked at her kindly and amiably, then suddenly smiled and asked, "Have you got it"ocked. A woman in a business suit opened the door and looked at her with a strange expression. 。"Hello, I'm looking for Zhao Qin" 。""Zhao Qin, someone is looking for you" 。The woman glanced back at Z...