Chapter 245: What Will He Do?

greed, he lightly touched Lin Jinran's finger, and his smile deepened. 。His head grew increasingly heavy and painful, a nameless feeling creeping over him as well. Lin Jinran, with his uncaptured ha...Fu Mo Han frowned displeasure, his sword brows knitting together. "No need."

The moment the words left his lips, footsteps and a soft voice could be heard at the front door, "I'm home."

As Lin Jian walked toward the living room, phone in hand, his gaze landed on a tall figure inside. His footsteps instinctively came to a halt.

She looked at him from afar, and he was also looking at her. A strange nervousness filled her heart.

Until the sound of Ji Yun Ting came from his phone, Lin Jin Ran only then reacted, quickly replying with, "Let's do this for now, I'll hang up. We'll contact each other later."

Fu Mo's eyes darkened.

At this late hour, who is she talking to on the phone

Lin Jinran felt very uncomfortable, especially when facing Fu Mo's cold, dark eyes. That scrutinizing look made her want to run away.

"I'm going to bed," she said. She turned and hurried up the stairs, as if something were chasing her.

"Just a moment."

Fu Mo'han spoke in a low voice.

Lin Jin's movements as she climbed the stairs abruptly faltered, her brow furrowing in unease.

What is he going to do

The steady footsteps behind him came slowly, not light nor heavy, each step hitting Lin Jì's heart with a thud, making him nervous and anxious.

"This is from grandpa, your birthday present." A low, magnetic voice sounded behind her, as a gift bag was handed to her.

Lin Jinran's back stiffened, and he instinctively looked at him.

Grandfather gave her a birthday present, he even knew her birthday!

For a moment, Lin Jinran didn't know what to say. Her glazed eyes held a hint of suppressed bitterness.

"Okay, thank you." She took the bag Fu Mochen handed her, politely but distantly thanking him, which caused Fu Mochen's brows to furrow slightly.

Lin Jinran noticed a faint blue in Fu Mo'han's eyes, indicating that he hadn't been getting enough sleep lately.

But what does that have to do with her

"Tomorrow we're going to have dinner at grandpa's place." A low voice came, as always, cold.

Lin Jinran didn't want to stay any longer, softly saying, "I got it, I'm going up."

After saying that, she strode away without looking back, her steps quickening as she climbed the stairs, disappearing from Fu Mo Han's sight.

Fu Mo'han watched Lin Jinran's disappearing figure, his brows gradually furrowed.

She is still avoiding him.

Fu Mo Han strode up the stairs, Xiao Yu following behind with a displeased expression, staring at the empty staircase. She gritted her teeth.

After Lin Jinran returned to her room, she quickly locked the door. She heard slow footsteps on the stairs and her heart pounded in her chest, fearing that Fu Mo'han would come over.

However, as soon as the footsteps paused slightly, the sound of a door creaking open came. A sigh of relief escaped my lips.

He went back to his bedroom.

Lin Jinran walked to the bed, placed the bag on it, and curiously took out the contents of the bag. It turned out to be a thick envelope.

Money

Lin Jinran suspiciously opened the envelope, pouring out a stack of exquisite paper. When he saw the words on the paper, he was so shocked that he covered his mouth with his hand, unable to believe it at all.

The old man Fu sent her were actually tickets to a famous designer's fashion show, and each one was the best seat in the front row.

For Lin Jinran, who aspires to be an independent fashion designer, this is invaluable!

Lin Jinran sat on the bed, lovingly examining each one. He soon discovered that the tickets were always in pairs.

She doesn't need two by herself, does Grandfather mean for Fu Mo Han to go with her talking and waved her hand. "Mom, you agreed to Zhao Mei this time, do you think she will let it go Maybe there will be a next time, and a next, next time.""What shall we do""You just leave this to m...