Chapter 884 Now, everything is over

n jumped up, annoyed and patted his head, a dull ache radiating through it. He must have slept in too late. 。When I got out of bed and washed up, I discovered that I had forgotten to close the glass...When Gu Liechen left, Fu Mokhan carried Lin Jinyan into the car. After settling her down, he got out to give his bodyguard a few instructions and then returned to the car, holding Lin Jinyan in his arms, and ordered the driver to drive back.

On the road, the car was driving steadily. Lin Jin lost her energy and cried again, feeling extremely weak. She leaned against Fu Mo's cold arms and closed her eyes for a moment before falling asleep.

To prevent Lin Jinran from waking up, Fu Mochen remained motionless throughout the journey. He didn't move until the car arrived at Fu Mochen's residence. Then, he carefully carried Lin Jinran out of the car.

In his sleep, Lin Jinran seemed to have had a terrible nightmare. His delicate brows were tightly furrowed, and he looked extremely distressed.

Back in the room, Fu Mo'han carefully placed Lin Jinran on the bed. As his long fingers gently began to undo the clothes on Lin Jinran's body, she suddenly choked back tears and shook her head, "No, no."

Tears streamed down, seeming to bear an unbearable pain.

Fu Mo Han immediately retracted his hand and comforted in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, no one will hurt you, I'm here."

Whether it was the magic in his words, Lin Jinran's weeping gradually subsided, and her breathing became even.

With a soft sigh, Fu Mo Han carefully covered Lin Jin Ran with the blanket.

In the room, quietly looking at the sleeping woman, Fu Mo Han took out the medicine box and found the ointment for applying. He carefully and attentively applied it to Lin Jin Ran's cheek where she had been slapped.

When everything was done, the phone started buzzing.

Fu Mo-han turned his head to glance at Lin Jin-ran, seeing that she was sleeping soundly. He stood up, took his phone, and left the bedroom. He went to the living room and pressed the answer button.

The person who made the call was the bodyguard who stayed behind to handle the aftermath. The bodyguard reported to him that the local police had arrived and secured the scene.

They had already taken the man with yellow hair away, leaving only the burly man and the man with glasses at the scene. The rest of them had escaped.

In a room, about a dozen women of different ages were rescued and taken away by local police.

They had also finished their statements and were preparing to leave.

Fu Mo Han stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, silently listening to the bodyguard's report.

After a few minutes, all the bodyguards finished reporting and cautiously asked, "Young Master, what about that yellow-haired man"

Fu Mo'han stared into the distance with a gloomy expression, his anger still uncontained. His voice was icy as he said, "He looked at things he shouldn't have. I gouged out his eyes and sent him to the Dark Night."

"Yes," the bodyguard agreed, showing no sympathy for the man with yellow hair.

Night Market, as its name suggests, is a place of clandestine dealings in the dark, a place where secrets are traded and hidden from the light.

Blind and without offspring, the last remnants of yellow hair are likely to be sold for their organs in the dark.

If he enjoys selling, then let him taste the feeling of being sold, the darkest kind of selling there is!

After taking care of everything, Fu Mo Han hung up the phone and turned to walk back. He gently pushed open the door and walked in, deliberately slowing his pace.

He stood by the bed and slowly sat down, his dark eyes gently gazing at the sleeping woman.

For how long had he been staring at her like this

Now, everything is over.

Everything will develop in a positive direction.

Fu Mo Han leaned forward, his thin lips landing on Lin Jin Ran's smooth forehead.

He lifted the covers and, taking off his shoes, lay down beside the woman, careful not to disturb her lower body. He encircled her with his arms, holding her close.

Fu MoHan closed his eyes, after days and nights of searching for Lin JinRan, he had only slept a few hours.

At that moment, with the woman he had lost and found again held close in his arms, Fu Mo'han's tightly strung nerves instantly relaxed. Fatigue came crashing down on him, overwhelming him as he closed his eyes and could no longer open them. are either very rich or very powerful, and some of them even have status going back to the generation of Mr. Fu's grandfather. The community can't afford to offend other residents for Fu Shaoqing's s...