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Chapter 201: Mu Shaochen?

    

, wanting to see if Leng Jue was telling the truth.When everyone saw the shares listed on top, He Shumei's face instantly darkened, revealing an unhappy expression. She looked up at her grandfather, "...Lin Jinran really wanted to ask, but asking would only be embarrassing.

It's better not to ask if you're afraid of hearing the answer she truly desires.

Lin Jinran pursed her lips, fell silent again, and ate her dinner quietly.

Her silence, her taciturn manner.

For no reason, Fu Mochen felt a strange irritation rising in his heart.

He snapped his notebook shut and said in a low voice, "I'm going to the study."

Get up, get out of bed, leave, without a shred of hesitation.

When the woods ended, Lin Jin got a strange feeling in her heart. She shook her head. Without Fu Mo Han by her side, she felt much more at ease.

After dinner, she got out of bed and took the dishes downstairs.

I've been lying around all day, I definitely need to get moving and stretch my bones.

Zhang Sao saw Lin Jinran go downstairs and hurriedly took over the empty dish, muttering how he didn't wait for her a while to pick it up.

She likes Zhang Sao very much, like a mother, and treats her sincerely.

After Zhang Sao had finished tidying up, Lin Jinyan returned to the bedroom. Fu Mo Han hadn't come back yet, and she couldn't sleep either, so she simply played with her phone.

At this time, the phone screen lit up and a text message came in: "Xiaoyan, I'm back. Come pick me up at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. I brought you a gift."

Sender: I am your childhood friend.

Lin Jinran's eyes widened, and the corners of her lips unconsciously curled up. Ji Yun Ting was back.

Originally, Lin Jinran was planning to go to work tomorrow, but it seems like he'll have to take a day off.

She replied with a quick "Yes."

My mood has improved a lot because of this text message from Ji Yun Ting. What do you think he'll bring

Candy

Lin Jinran thought of the keychain Fu MoHan had bought from Ji YunTing a while ago, the one with a little kitten on it. It brought up some complex feelings—a bit happy and a bit annoyed. He'd bought it but never used it, a waste!

< > It's fine, I won't think about it anymore. His things, she has no right to inquire about them. < >

Or rest up, and go to the airport tomorrow to pick up Ji Yun Ting.

When Fu Mo Han returned, Lin Jin Ran was already asleep, her phone still clutched in her hand.

He strode over and pulled the phone out of her hand.

My finger accidentally brushed against the key, and the screen lit up. An unread message appeared on the screen: "By the way, I saw Mu Shaochen. He's on the same flight as me. Come pick me up tomorrow, maybe you can see him."

Mu Shaochen

Fu Mo's eyes were deep and cold. If his memory served him right, the name "Shao Chen" had been uttered by Lin Jin Ran unconsciously when she was ill.

That man in Lin Jinran's subconscious

His heart sank, watching Lin Jinyan sleep soundly, a feeling of unease rising within him.

What exactly is the past between that man and Lin Jinran To what extent did their relationship develop, that Lin Jinran would unconsciously utter his name!

Fu Mo Han gradually fell into deep thought, with no sign of fatigue.

The next day.

Lin Jinran woke up and saw the text message from Ji Yunting. Her heart suddenly clenched.

Mu Shaochen, are you back

The memories came flooding back like a torrent.

Mu Shaocheng was the senior whom Lin Jinran had always respected and looked up to. During the darkest time in her life, when her grandmother passed away and her mother fell seriously ill, he gave her a lot of care and help.

He had quietly moved into her heart, but Lin Jinran knew very well that there could never be anything between them.

Once, she never dared to dream of becoming anyone to Mu Shaocheng.

Now, she had even less right to hope for it.eplied, "I know."He abruptly cut the phone call, tossing his phone onto the table. He got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the azure sky, lost in thought.As time goes by, the ch...