Chapter 810: Fu Mo Han smiles at her?

lways stronger than me. Look at my girl, she doesn't even have a man now.""I truly like Xiao Han, but Shao Qing and he don't seem to have any chemistry." Grandfather Fu was also a bit disappointed, c...Lin Ruochu immediately put on her clothes, took the money, and left the apartment.

The apartment is newly developed and there aren't many residents yet. At night, there are rarely any pedestrians, and you can only tell that there are other residents besides her from the windows that shine with light.

She ignored them all and walked out of the apartment building's taxi stand, hailed a waiting cab, and half a minute later, the car started slowly and drove away into the distance.

"Ring ring ring." The phone rang, Fu Mo Han lowered his eyes to look at the phone screen, put down his cup and answered it. He listened to what the person on the other end of the line reported.

His icy face gradually darkened, and he coldly said, "I know."

After ending the call, Fu Mo'han turned his gaze to Lu Liming and said in a deep voice, "I'm going back."

"This early" Lu Li was clearly not well-rested, seeing Fu Mo Han stand up, his face full of surprise, "It's Lin Ruochu again"

"Well, let's make plans for next time." Fu Mo寒 didn't say much else, strode towards the door with long legs, walked a few steps to the door, reached out and opened it, his figure disappearing outside.

Lu Liming helplessly raised his hand, finished the last sip of wine in his hand, pulled out his phone, and directly dialed Ji Yunting's number.

After three rings, Ji Yunting's impatiently harsh voice finally answered, "Are you sick!"

"Do you have medicine" Lu Liming sank into the sofa, gazing up at the dim light above his head, squinting slightly.

"Yes, there are poisons that can kill you." Ji Yunting retorted angrily, "People like you, dying sooner is a blessing to humanity."

Lu Liming remained silent, listening intently. The light in his eyes seemed to dim slightly.

Maybe I've just had too much to drink, he smiled wryly. Lately, for some reason, his tolerance has decreased.

"Hey, Lu Liming, are you there" Perhaps because he hadn't heard from Lu Liming for a while, Ji Yun Ting couldn't help but ask.

Lu Liming didn't respond, his well-defined fingers directly pressing the hang-up button.

He propped himself up on the leather sofa, leaning forward, picked up the bottle of alcohol and poured himself a glass, bringing it to his lips and draining it in one gulp.

At this moment, the phone rang, and the caller was Ji Yunting.

Lu Liming ignored the first call. When the phone rang for a second time, he picked it up and tossed it to the manager standing nearby, lazily ordering, "Tell him I'm asleep and have him come pick me up."

The manager, a shrewd man, immediately answered the phone as instructed by Lu Liming. Before he could speak, an irritated male voice came through the receiver, "Hello, Lu Liming, what are you up to"

Lu Liming had too much to drink and is now asleep.

"Who are you"

"I'm the manager of this club. You're his friend, aren't you Come and take him back quickly. He's had too much to drink and is taking up our space, affecting our business."

"Where is he"

"Make a note of this," the manager said, giving him the address. Ji Yun Ting jotted it down without thinking much, "Okay, I'll be there in half an hour."

After hanging up the phone, the manager carefully and obsequiously asked, "Mr. Lu, do you think what I said is acceptable"

"Not bad." Lu Liming raised his hand, giving a thumbs-up, then tilted his body and lay down. "You get out of here. If anyone looking for me comes, tell them to come in."

"Yes."

The manager immediately responded and hurried to the opened room.

—

When Lin Ruochu returned to her apartment, she was startled to see the lights on. How could Fu Mochen be coming over this late

She gathered her composure, clutching tightly the thing she had managed to acquire, and walked in with trepidation.

"I'm back." Fu Mo Han, sitting on the sofa, looked at Lin Ruochu, a faint smile playing on his thin lips.u Shao walked out with a pale face, covering his abdomen with one hand. 。There was not a trace of the usual upright and stately bearing. 。Lin Jinran hurriedly stood up, went over and supported her ar...