For a moment, Lin Jinran's heart pounded

t his chest with slender white fingers, keeping a distance, and gritted her teeth. "Fu Mochen," 。"Tell me, what interests you about this case " 。Fu Mo Han didn't care at all about the ambiguous action...aying that, he ignored Lin Ruochu any further. His face turned ashen, and with long strides, he left the place.Glaring hatefully at Fu Mo's retreating figure, Lin Ruochu's fingers clutched the carpet...