Chapter 717: Concealing

pot, her clear eyes gleaming with longing.But soon the light in her eyes dimmed, and the water jug in her hand felt unnaturally light, clearly empty.Lin Jinran licked his dry lips in dissatisfaction,...he blinked. His beautiful glasses immediately became misty with a pitiful look."Mo Han ge, you finally agreed to see me.""Who allowed you to contact journalists in my name" Fu Mochen strode before Lin...