the Mu Group were: first, to see how many businesses that cooperated with the Fu Group attended.The other was, he glanced at the woman in his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Wife, Mr. Mu went to scho...About five minutes later, the waiter brought up a thick rice porridge and boiled eggs, along with some small pickled dishes as a complimentary gift.

"Leave her over there." Fu Mochen didn't even raise his head, continuing to flip through the magazine in his hands.

The fragrance of the rice porridge, increasingly stimulating Lin Jinyan's hunger pangs, hearing Fu Mochen's words, she also knew in her heart, this was what Fu Mochen ordered for her.

She picked up the spoon without pretense, lowered her head and silently began to eat the congee.

A bowl of congee, I had just finished half a bowl, when Fu Mochen's dishes, one after another, were brought up.

Fu Mo Han closed the magazine he had been flipping through halfway and looked up at Lin Jin Ran.

When Lin Jinran picked up his chopsticks, he was about to eat.

Her slender wrist was grasped by another, clean and white hand. Immediately after, the chopsticks she held were taken from her.

"What are you doing" Lin Jinran stared at Fu Mo寒 with wide eyes, her face full of surprise.

"Your body isn't feeling well, drink some porridge." Fu Mo Han said it as a matter of fact, without any disdain, he took her chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat, putting it on his own plate.

The forest is ablaze with color, “...”

She's Aunt Flo, not a stomachache. How can she not be eaten

Lin Jinran stared expectantly at Fu Mo'han, picking up a thin slice of meat and putting it into her lips. After chewing, her Adam's apple bobbed as she swallowed.

She had no time to even eat the congee.

That's outrageous!

Lin Jinran puffed out his chest and took out a small bag, pulling out the last hundred yuan inside. He shouted, "Waiter."

Fu Mo Han raised his eyes, the warning in his gaze unmistakable.

Lin Jinran ignored everything, cast her gaze to the approaching waiter, and said with a smile, "One pot of soup dumplings, and that sliced meat dish." She extended her fair finger and pointed at the unnamed meat dish.

She doesn't care, she buys it with her own money!

Fu Mo's eyes turned cold, his thin lips curled into a sneer, and he sneered, "Since you have money, let's settle the bill first. Your hospital fees."

Suddenly, Lin Jinran froze, hospital bills

Her fair face suddenly stiffened. When she left, it was indeed Fu Mo寒 who had arranged her discharge, and he also paid for all the expenses.

At this time, settling accounts with her, he must have deliberately wanted to see her joke!

Lin Jinran was twisting her brow in distress, she only had one hundred yuan in her hand, not nearly enough to cover the hospital bill. "That... I'll pay you back when I get home."

"Eat your porridge honestly, or we settle the bill now." Fu Mo Han stated his final objective, meaning was clear: if she dared to pick, he'd settle the cost upfront.

The waiters were very shrewd, and from their conversation, they had a pretty good idea that Lin Jinran didn't actually have that much money. However, service was still to be provided, so politely, they asked, "Would you like anything else"

"Not,"

"Serve her a bowl of porridge, and an egg," Fu Mo's magnetic voice rang out once more, tinged with indifference.

Lin Jinran, though grudgingly, had to compromise.

Just have the porridge, at least it'll fill you up.

Over the course of the meal, Lin Jinyan drank a bowl and a half of porridge, two eggs, and faced a table full of delicious food that he could smell and see but couldn't eat. It was simply torture.

Finally, she didn't care that much anymore; as long as she was full, it was good enough.

After dinner, the two drove back to Fu's residence.

The car was parked steadily in front of the villa. The maid, sweetly and cheerfully, ran down the stairs, opened the car door for Lin Jinran, and said with a smile, "Young Master, Young Madam, the bridal shop sent your wedding photos this morning. I and Xiaoyu have already opened them. I don't know where the young master and young madam want to hang them"aving, what next With Mu Shaocheng's help, the following might also be related to Mu Shaocheng. 。That's precisely why Lin Jinyan was hesitant. She was grateful for Mu Shaocheng's sincerity, but she a...