t the hustle for life."I have no worries about food and clothing, so there's no need for me to work myself to the bone. Life is only a few decades long, so I should enjoy it first before talking about...If you don't have it, don't try to be too clever. 。Fu Mo'han’s face was stern, and his cold voice carried a palpable hint of danger. “If I see this happen again, I’ll make sure you remember your married status. Don’t go flirting with men willy-nilly!”

Lin Jinyan's heart skipped a beat. The words sounded...off somehow. 。However, after being scolded by Fu Mochen so many times, she had learned to be smarter. She just nodded at whatever Fu Mochen said. 。Fu Mochen was indeed pleased with Lin Jinyan's meekness at this moment, like a docile little kitten. 。He released her hand, crossed his long legs, and ignored her, continuing to work on the laptop piled high with tasks. 。

Lin Jinran quietly let out a breath, Fu MoHan let her go, this matter was over. 。However, being too close to Fu Mo Han made her feel a strange sense of nervousness. 。She shifted slightly toward the door, her movements small and furtive. 。Having only moved a fist's length, Fu Mo Han's frigid voice enveloped her, "Don't move!"Lin Jin Ran remained still, sitting quietly beside Fu Mo Han, like an obedient elementary school student. 。Along the way, with nothing to do, Lin Jinyan secretly glanced at Fu Mo's computer from the side. He saw that he was looking at emails. 。

It was a French email, she secretly read a few lines and got a general idea of what it meant. 。This is a bidding email, kind of an industry secret, right 。My heart couldn't help but think, Fu Mo Han is really careless. She was sitting right beside him, openly peeking. 。Was it because his heart was too big, or did he think she couldn't understand Or perhaps he was very confident in himself and wasn't afraid of others seeing

"Understand" A cold voice echoed in the silent carriage. 。Lin Jinran raised her eyes to look at Fu Mo寒, and found that his black eyes were also looking at her. 。Like when you were caught doing something wrong as a child, Lin Jinran's scalp went numb. He straightened his face and said, "I didn't see anything." 。Fu Mo Han bluntly put the ultra-thin laptop onto her legs, "Read a line" 。"This is your company's bid, I know it's not quite right..."

“Lin Jinran shook his head, refusing to look at the computer contents on the recipient's address.” 。After he finished speaking, Lin Jinran tightly shut his mouth and started feeling annoyed. 。She just slipped up! "You have to learn French for fashion design too" Fu Mochen slanted her with a look, his long fingers reaching over to take the notebook from Lin Jinyan's leg. 。"Personal Hobbies" 。"Lin Jinran pursed her lips and added, “I can only understand a few words.” 。"

"Your hobbies, quite a lot " 。Fu Mo Han ignored her, continuing to stare at the email. 。Lin Jinran stopped talking and acted like a transparent person, no longer looking around randomly. 。Many of her hobbies were formed after being influenced by her mother. 。In her eyes, her mother excelled in many ways. She was beautiful, academically gifted, had a talent for poetry and music, cooked delicious meals, and loved life, especially tending to flowers. 。At that time, she must have been the object of many men's pursuit and admiration, especially since her husband was still a small boss of a company. 。Lin Jinran didn't know how her father had pursued her mother. At least in her memory, her mother initially still smiled. Later, as her grandfather passed away and her grandmother died in a car accident, 。After the father took over the company, he came home later and later. The parents argued more and more, and the mother’s smile became less and less. 。Later, she found out that her father had another family outside, and a daughter who was only a little younger than her. 。 chewing, there was utter silence. 。Fu Mo'han went upstairs and into his study early. 。Lin Jinran quietly let out a breath of relief, saw Zhang Sao coming over to inquire, perfunctorily answered a fe...