Chapter 1887 Look, that one, how much is it worth?

the man's arm was like iron, seemingly casually resting on her slender shoulder, yet firmly restraining her movements.Fu Mo's eyes darkened, he just embraced Lin Jinran that way, and strode toward a s...h Lin Ruochu was simply holding her hand. Besides that, he had never had any deeper contact with her!Therefore, Lin Jinran's words were an insult to Lin Ruochu in Fu Mo Han's eyes.But Fu Mo'han's word...