ned his suit without hesitation, still holding onto Lin Jinran. He lifted him up and held him horizontally. 。Lin Jinran, whose head was spinning, felt a familiar scent. His whole body trembled, "I......ng space for Fu Mochen and Lin Ruochu. 。Behind him, Fu Mo Han's gaze fell upon Lin Jin Ran's retreating figure, his expression darkening. 。Lin Ruochu clutched her dress tightly with both hands, her e...