<Hou Shao> works

Last night, he went out to see a woman

    

Fu Shaoqing gracefully.Walking up to the table, she first glanced at Lin Jinran, gave a fake smile and greeted him, "Jinran, what a coincidence, it's you.""Know each other" Fu Shaoqing looked at Lin J...She didn't feel sorry for Zheng Jinbao's situation at all, and even thought this was a good thing. It would stop Old Zheng from always favoring Zheng Jinbao, and that was what he deserved.

...to see what he'd flaunt to her with disdain next, such a heartless and unfeeling wretch, not even as good as a woman!

"I just didn't expect Fu Mo寒 to be this handsome," Zheng Mengyao, with her heavily made-up eyes, showed a hint of admiration.

Xu Xiaoxiao saw Zheng Mengyao's expression and smiled, "What Interested But a man like this is probably hard to get."

"So what" Zheng Mengyao sneered, her eyes filled with determination. "The men I, Zheng Mengyao, set my sights on will inevitably fall at my feet."

When Fu Mo Han returned to the Fu residence, Lin Jin Ran had already fallen asleep. She lay on her side, holding a blanket, her cheeks flushed and breathing softly as she slept peacefully.

After washing away his fatigue, he lay down beside her, stretching out his arms to pull the quilt, which was dyed with the colors of the forest, over himself.

Lin Jin-ran, without a blanket, slept restlessly, twisting her delicate brow in her dreams. She reached out towards Fu Mo-han's direction and upon touching the warmth, she snuggled closer, her face full of contentment as she hugged Fu Mo-han's warm body.

Fu Mo Han lowered his gaze, staring at Lin Jin Ran's delicate and exquisite face. The faint scent of the woman lingered around his nostrils, comfortable and pleasing.

He closed his eyes, arms wrapped around Lin Jinran's shoulders, his mind gradually sinking into darkness.

The next day.

When Lin Jinran woke up, Fu Mochen was already gone. She turned her head and glanced at the slightly wrinkled bed, indicating that the man had returned.

As for when to come back, and when to leave.

She was completely unaware.

As soon as Lin Jinran entered the bathroom, he smelled a faint scent of perfume. It wasn't overpowering, but it was definitely lingering.

She doesn't wear perfume. How could she smell like a woman's fragrance

Lin Jin's gaze quickly landed on the untidy laundry basket that the maid hadn't cleaned yet. Inside was Fu Mo Han's suit. She walked over, reached out and picked up the clothes, the smell was even stronger.

Last night, he went out to see a woman.

Thinking of this, Lin Jinran's heart inexplicably felt a little uncomfortable.

Letting go of his suit jacket, Lin Jinran patted her cheek and murmured to himself, "What he does has nothing to do with you. Don't overthink it."

After finishing his grooming, Lin Jin dyed went downstairs but didn't see Fu Mo Han.

She casually asked Tiantian and only then did she learn that Fu Mo寒 had left Fu's residence for the company an hour ago.

Lin Jinyan finished his meal alone and left Fu's house by car.

Before going back, Lin Jinran took a few days off and specially went to the bakery to buy some pastries to share with his colleagues.

As soon as she stepped through the company door, her enthusiastic colleagues from the department went silent upon seeing her.

"As the forest came to an end, Lin Jian dyed his face with a smile and walked forward, "I bought some snacks, everyone,"

"I'm full."

I went to work.

Colleagues one by one turned and left, returning to their respective work stations.

Only Lin Jinran remained, awkwardly standing there with a pastry bag in his hand.

In the distance, Hou Shao stood up and walked over. He took her pastry bag with his hand, opened it casually, took a small biscuit, threw it into his mouth, and smiled, "I heard that your work has passed the third round of screening and entered the fourth round."

As soon as she spoke, the faces of several colleagues in the design department turned grim.n the third floor. He had to say, from the moment she walked in, he truly thought it was Lin Jinran.It's too similar, really too similar.But Mu Shaochen did not walk down, but sent someone to cut the...