."Let's go to the movies," Gu Nanci said bluntly, revealing the purpose of this group of people who were following them.Just keeping an eye on them, to see if they split up halfway.Su Han blinked, her...As Zheng Shumei guessed, Lin Ruochu learned that Fu Mo寒 had amnesia and the lost memory was from the past year. After confirming its authenticity, the smile at the corner of her lips became even more prominent. 。

This was a chance given to her by heaven, an opportunity for her to return to Fu Mo Han's side!

"Lin Jin Ran, you are doomed, hahaha!" Lin Ruochu laughed out loud, Xu Rong Hua beside her followed suit. All this effort they had put in over time, finally paid off!

"Ruochu, aren't you going to see Fu Mo寒 now" He Shumei narrowed her eyes and spoke, "Make him divorce Lin Jinran sooner, lest dreams become long at night!"

Lin Ruochu restrained her smile, her delicate face turned cold and sharp. She curled her lips and said in a good mood, "That's natural>>>" 。Whether Fu Mo'han will recover his memory in the future is unknown, but now is a good opportunity to strike, and she must not miss it. 。As soon as the thought came to her, Lin Ruochu was afraid that dreams would multiply during the long night. After discussing with Xu Rong hua, she decided to see Fu Mo han immediately. 。But she wasn't just interested in Fu Mo-han that simply. 。Lin Jinran returned to the Fu residence and went straight upstairs, curling up in her bedroom. She walked to the balcony, sat down, and stared blankly at the scenery outside, lost in thought. 。She now has no idea what to do, and she doesn't know how to handle tomorrow either. 。Now Lin Jinran's mind was in a mess, like a tangled ball of yarn. She couldn't find her bearings, let alone know how to deal with this overwhelming anxiety. 。Unknowingly, the sunlight outside the window slanted westward. A knock sounded at the door. She moved her body that had been still for a long time and softly replied, "Come in". 。"Zhang Sao pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing Lin Jinran's gloomy appearance, she sighed inwardly and silently walked forward, "Madam, I have boiled some nutritious soup. You should take it to the hospital and give it to Young Master." 。Lin Jinran knew Zhang Sao's intentions, but Fu Mo寒 might not want to see her now. He probably wanted to see Lin Ruochu. 。"Young Madam" Zhang Sao saw Lin Jinran silently without saying a word, she couldn't help but call out again. 。Lin Jinran raised his eyes and gave a strained smile, "Okay, I'll send it."> 。Following Zhang Sao downstairs, Lin Jinran held the jar given to her by Zhang Sao and left Fu's residence. She took a car towards the hospital. 。On the way, she cast a glance at the setting sun outside the window. Half the sky was painted red, dazzling and eye-catching. However, Lin Jinran couldn't muster any spirit. 。When she knocked and walked in, she just happened to see Leng Jue standing by the bed, seemingly reporting something to Fu Mo Han. Seeing her figure appear, Leng Jue's voice softened. 。Fu Mo Han then raised an eyebrow slightly and said in a cold voice, "What are you coming here for" His tone clearly showed that he didn't welcome her. 。Lin Jinran lifted the thermos in his hand and gave a strained smile. “Zhang Sao boiled some broth and asked me to bring it to you.” 。"Okay, Boss. I've already done what you asked." 。Leng Jue was extremely discerning, he closed the file folder in his hand. 。Fu Mo'han nodded. He walked towards the door, nodding to Lin Jinran as he passed, avoiding his figure, and left the ward, closing the door. 。Let me pour you some. 。Lin Jinran walked to the side table and opened the lid. The aroma of the soup wafted up, filling the air. She took out a spoon and bowl, just about to ladle a bowlful when... 。Fu Mo'han's voice, devoid of any fluctuation, was icy cold. "You don't have to act like this" 。"

Sheng Tang's finger paused slightly, Lin Jinran lowered her head, biting her lower lip, pretending not to hear and continued to serve the soup. " 。 lying unconscious on the ground.The moment Mu Shaocheng saw Lin Jinran fall into the water puddle, his chest felt as if it had been struck by a hammer. It was a mixture of heartache, self-blame, dis...