Chapter 717: Concealing

sofa. Fu Mo'han sat alone, his face as dark and cold as the underworld king, making people dare not approach him.He, with Lu Liming by his side, bent slightly at the waist, resting his arms on his le...Too familiar, to the point that Lin Jinran's movements froze, and unconsciously, her mind recalled Fu Mo'han's voice., opened it and put the paper inside, then closed it again and placed it back on the bedside table. 。After finishing all of that, she got up from bed to wash up and prepare to go downstairs for breakf...