my classmate," she said. "Come on, let's go.""Hey, you! You just leave when you see your classmates Do you even know what manners are" The tall man grabbed Qiu Li.He forcefully turned to Lin Jinran,...Upon receiving the notebook, Lin Jinran's small face was filled with confusion. She wondered what it was about. Could Fu Mochen know

Two people, one standing by the bed and the other sitting on it, sat in silence.

Fu Mo'han frowned, said nothing, turned around, grasped the doorknob and twisted it open, pulling the door and walking out.

Lin Jinyan, sitting on the bed, blinked innocently. Had she done something to upset him

Draw open the drawer, and put the book in it.

With both hands clutching the blanket, Lin Jin was sprawled out on the bed, closing her eyes to prepare for sleep. She had to go to work tomorrow, and she couldn't stay up all night anymore.

"Click." The lock clicked again, and the steady footsteps of a man approached, stopping beside the bed.

A stack of paper was thrown onto Lin Jinran's bedsheets. Fu Mo寒 turned his footsteps and walked toward the bathroom.

Lin Jinran opened her clear eyes and glanced down at the paper on the bed. She reached out with her fair arm to pick up the cup and take a look, her eyes suddenly lighting up.

Read the on-screen content quickly.

He gave Lin Jinran a piece of paper with Zhao Mei's personal information and a summary of the police's conversations with people who had been in contact with Zhao Mei.

All suspects in police interrogations admitted to having inappropriate sexual transactions with Zhao Mei, giving her money and engaging in relationships before parting ways. They were unaware of Zhao Mei's whereabouts or what she did afterward.

Both of them have alibis and no apparent motive. They both mentioned Zhao Mei saying she had a lot of money, but didn't specify what kind of money.

Zhao Mei originally had two fellow villagers who played with her, often going in and out of high-end places. Later, for some reason, they went their separate ways from Zhao Mei.

The deceased Zhao Mei's personal information, time of arrival in the city, and her work as a dishwasher, janitor, and nanny were all ordinary jobs. She had a good relationship with the residents. When visiting her last part-time job before her death, there were no problems found.

Lin Jinran was reviewing the materials, her elegant brows gradually furrowed, a faint feeling that something was missing.

Lin Jinran's eyes flashed a hint of confusion as he looked over Zhao Mei's work history. There didn't seem to be any contact between Xu Ronghua and Zhao Mei on the surface. If she was really just a dishwasher, janitor, or nanny, how could she be involved with Xu Ronghua

So engrossed in her research was she that she didn't hear the slight creak of the bathroom door or the man in black pajamas approaching her, his dark eyes gazing down at her.

The materials in his hand were suddenly pulled away, Lin Jinran looked up blankly, "Ah, what are you doing"

"Go to sleep," Fu Mo Han tossed the documents onto his bedside table, pulled back the covers, and sat on the bed with his back to Lin Jin Ran.

Looking at the man's broad back, Lin Jinran lost interest in the documents. Her fair fingers clutched the blanket, and she lay sideways on the bed facing away from Fu Mo寒, her body pressed against the edge of the bed.

The bedside lamp was turned off, plunging the room into darkness. Moonlight streamed through the thin curtains, casting a faint glow on the interior.

With his eyes closed, Lin Jinran remained motionless. His hearing became increasingly sensitive. The sounds of the man beside him lying down, turning over, and breathing evenly were particularly clear.

She listened intently, her heart gradually relaxing.

Abruptly, the man's cold and aloof voice drifted into her ear, "How do you plan to thank me"

Almost in an instant, a rustling sound arose, and Lin Jinran didn't even have time to dodge. Fu Mo Han enveloped her giggling figure.

Fu Mo Han, I'm pregnant.

She stared with her clear eyes and shouted without thinking. a hurry to find fabric to make trousers for the child. 。Things have been hectic, time seems to fly by. Lin Jinran feels like he just finished finding the fabric and sketching a design when it's alre...