d within, rising silently as if something were blocking it. A chill radiated from him, encompassing his entire being."Even though she's my sister, I will defend her!" Ji Yun Ting's gaze was resolute....Upon hearing this, Lin Jinran lightly furrowed her brows and was about to speak when a faint rustling sound suddenly came from the door, causing her face to change abruptly.

Of course Zhao's mother heard it too and reflexively rushed towards Lin Jinran.

Lin Jinran's heart skipped a beat. She knew that if she resisted now, she would hurt the child. She stood still against the wall, unmoving.

Zhao's mother hid behind her, threatening her with a knife.

At the same time, the door swung open and the manager, along with a group of bodyguards, stood at the entrance, their eyes fixed menacingly on the toilet inside.

"Get out, or I'll kill her!"

Zhao's mother hid behind Lin Jinran, shouting fiercely at the several people.

Everyone outside was stunned, and Zhang's wife was even more anxious, not knowing what to do.

Lin Jinyan made every effort to relax, and in a calm tone, he said, "You all go out first, Zhang Sao, you stay."

The manager and bodyguard, fearing that Mrs. Zhao would hurt Lin Jinran, stepped back and walked out the door. Only Zhang Sao stood inside the door, anxiously looking at Lin Jinran, "Young Mistress."

She was truly terrified, her wrinkled face etched with worry and anxiety.

"Zhang Sao, you send someone to bring Xu Rong Hua here, no matter what method you use." Even though he was threatened with a knife, Lin Jin Ran tried his best to keep his breathing steady.

She could feel Zhao's mother's hands trembling too, this was definitely not the time to provoke her.

"Okay, I'll send someone right away. Is there anything else"

"That's it, you go first."

"Alright, alright." Zhang Sao immediately turned around and pushed through the crowd to handle what Lin Jinran had requested, remembering to call Fu Mo Han during that time.

After Zhang Sao left, Lin Jinran tried his best to speak in a calm tone and suggested, "I've already asked her to bring Xu Ronghua over. I think we should go to a conference room first. This place is really not suitable for talking."

Zhao Mu heard everything that was said, clearly and distinctly. She also knew that it wasn't convenient to discuss matters here, but going out wasn't easy either. What if Lin Jinran escaped unnoticed

Thinking this, Zhao Mei didn't move, "What kind of tricks are you going to pull"

"Even under your blade, for my child, I wouldn't be able to do anything. Rest assured, as Fu Mochen's wife, I promise you, I will definitely help you find your daughter."

Hearing Lin Jinran's assurance, Zhao's mother relaxed a little, "Where to"

Lin Jinran's gaze shifted to the manager sweating profusely by the door, and he said as casually as possible, "You arranged a small conference room for us."

"Okay, okay, I'll have it ready right away." The manager immediately arranged for someone to prepare the conference room.

A moment later, someone ran out and back in less than a minute, informing them that everything was ready and they could go through.

Lin Jinran nodded and glanced sideways, "I'll walk in front of you."

By saying this, she gave Zhao's mother a reassurance.

This means, tell Zhao Mei that if she dares to mess around, you can hit her where it hurts the most.

The two walked almost shoulder to shoulder towards the door.

The room they were assigned was a small rest room right next to the bathroom, it had already been emptied of its previous occupants. After they went inside, Zhao's mother immediately locked the door.

It seems like everyone's gone, and Zhao Mei doesn't seem to be chasing after Lin Jinran with her knife anymore.

When the forest came to an end, Lin Jinran let out a sigh of relief. He raised his head and gently wiped the thin sweat from his forehead. His body was a little tired, so he reached out and pulled open the nearby seat and sat down.

Feeling Zhang Mei's mother's gaze, he smiled and explained, "I've been standing for a long time, I'm a little tired."

Zhao Mu looked at Lin Jinran's belly and still stood at the door on guard, "When will she be able to come over" honest man, answered. 。Lin Jin dyed his fingers against his forehead, listening to a headache, muttering unhappily, "If he doesn't want to go back, why make me pick him up..." 。"Oh, Miss, shall we g...