Chapter 317 She Doesn't Care About His Belief!

his hand, tilted his head to look at him, and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Whose"For some reason, Lin JinRan's heart felt a little uneasy, "A colleague saw that I didn't bring an umbrella in the rain...Fu Mo Han's heart felt like a surge of anger that he couldn't dispel. This woman was using this attitude again, intentionally provoking him!

"Lin Jinran, don't you believe me"

"Why should I believe you"

Lin Jinran stood up, looking up, sneering with disdain.

Why would she believe him

He had never believed her, why should she believe him

Anyway, I'm used to it, it doesn't matter. If he wants to believe whoever he wants, let him.

Truth, for Fu Mo Han, didn't matter at all; only what Lin Ruochu said was right!

Lin Jinran suddenly turned around wanting to leave, she really didn't want to argue with Fu MoHan about this, she didn't want to say anything more.

Fu Mo Han saw that she was about to leave, and suddenly his long hand grabbed her arm, firmly imprisoning her in place.

"The forest has turned crimson, who allows you to leave!" Fu Mo'han's voice was filled with anger, his face cold as he looked at her. His eyes, dark as ink, were cold as ice.

Lin Jinran felt increasingly wronged and distressed. She raised her stubborn little face and looked at Fu Mo寒, unwilling to be weak, "What, do you want to coerce me into admitting the charges you pinned on me"

"Are you sure you didn't steal Ruochu's suggestions, Lin Jinyan" Fu Mo'han looked at Lin Jinyan's stubborn face, his eyes darkening.

Lin Jin's eyes welled up with tears, her grievance growing. She let out a sorrowful smile and said, "Since you believe her, what do you want to ask me!"

If it is true, why ask

If you don't believe it, why ask

He could ask, so he explained, he had never believed her at all.

If you don't believe it, then don't believe it, she doesn't care if he believes it!

The invisible tension between the two people made Lin Jinyan not want to stay here for a moment. She wanted to leave, to leave immediately!

"Let go! Let me go!" Lin Jinran struggled, her eyes red, trying to pull away Fu Mo'han's hand that gripped her arm.

Fu Mo'han listened to Lin Jinran's words, his black eyes slightly sank, could it really be a coincidence

Her restless struggles, her reddened eyes, only made Fu Mo'han's heart even more agitated. The force in his fingers increased again, "Lin Jinran!"

Lin Jinyan stiffened his spine and looked up at Fu Mo'han, fearless of the icy aura surrounding him. He sneered, "Fu Mo'han, there's nothing left to say between us. Anyway, there are only a few days left."

After a few days, he was willing to believe that no one had anything to do with her!

Fu Mo's black eyes instantly sank, revealing a captivating coldness. That damn woman, was she bringing up divorce again!

Two people, staring at each other, neither wanting to yield.

The atmosphere was thick with tension, oppressive and terrifying.

"Knock knock knock." The sound of knocking broke the tense silence.

Zhang Sao's voice came from outside the door, "Young Master, I'm here to pick up Young Madam back to the old house."

It was only then that Fu Mo'han remembered that his grandfather had called last night, needing Lin Jinran to arrive earlier and help with some matters.

He actually forgot about this.

Suddenly, Fu Mochen let go of Lin Jinran's hand, suddenly turned around, strode to the door, and opened it.

He glared at Zhang Sao standing outside the door, his face dark, and said in a low voice, "She's inside."

He spoke, then strode toward the study. He opened the door and closed it without a pause.

Lin Jinran lowered his head, rubbing his somewhat painful wrist. Seeing Zhang Sao enter, he went up to her with a hint of doubt, "Zhang Sao, why are you here"

“I’m here to bring the young mistress back to the old house to accompany her grandfather, and also to teach the young mistress some things she’ll need to know in the future.” Zhang Bo looked at Lin Jinran’s slightly red eyes, finished her business, and asked nervously, “Did the young master quarrel with the young mistress again” you trouble." 。"I know 。Lin Jindian nodded lightly and didn't care too much. 。This little storm, even if it passed like this, about Lin Jinran's Rolls-Royce, soon faded away. 。More importantly, the...