Chapter 60: Self-Inflicted Affection >

the surrounding scenery receded, the car didn't seem to be heading towards Fu's Residence. 。"Where are you going" She looked out the window at the increasingly unfamiliar scenery, turned her head to...Even if it was just for show, I helped her. 。

Lin Jinran didn't care about the men's indifference, and even hoped to be farther away from Fu Mochen as possible. 。She didn't have any thoughts of getting into Fu Mo Han's Rolls Royce. 。Perhaps men wouldn't want her to dirty their car either. 。Lin Jinran decided to take a taxi back, she turned and walked towards the nearest taxi stand. 。After walking a few steps, I always felt like there was something in my hand. I looked down... 。Only then did she see the Lover's Stone still in her hand. She had forgotten about it because Fu Mo Han had suddenly pulled her away from the banquet hall just now. 。She was taken aback. Sending it back now would probably be inappropriate. 。...or wait until I get back to the Fu residence and give it back to Fu Mochen. 。After thinking it over, Lin Jinran put the Stone of Love into his small bag and continued walking forward. 。At that moment, a distant headlight shone from behind, enveloping her slender figure in its light. 。

Lin Jinran's footsteps were light and quick as she dashed to the side, a sharp braking sound ringing in her ears. 。A black Rolls-Royce stopped beside Lin Jinran, its bumper almost grazing her skirt. 。

Lin Jin's heart pounded in his chest, he had nearly failed. 。What on earth is he going to do

“Click” 。With a creak, the car door closest to Li Lin opened. 。Fu Mo'han's low and cold voice also came from the carriage, "Get in." 。"

Still in a commanding tone, with not a hint of emotion" 。"I can drive myself back." 。She wouldn't want to sit next to an iceberg that could freeze a person, it would be too oppressive. 。"Lin Jinran, what kind of tricks are you playing again" Fu Mochen's impatient voice sounded once more. 。From Lin Jinran's angle, she couldn't see the man's face, only his proud jawline and thin, cold lips. 。She just didn't want to sit with him, how did it become playing tricks "Are you deliberately letting the people behind see this I let you walk back" The displeased voice sounded again, colder than before by more than one degree. 。Lin Jinran couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He suddenly turned his head to look at the place not far behind him. 。Several of her classmates, at some point, also came out and were stretching their necks to look over here. 。It's not good for her to hold on like this. Lin Jinran pursed her cherry lips and compromised. 。She bent down and squeezed into the car, sitting on the edge of the door, a little distance away from Fu Mochen's position. 。"Driving" 。Fu Mo'han let out a cold snort. His face, sharp as a blade, ignored Lin Jinran completely. 。Lin Jinran also really wanted to be invisible, but she thought about the love stone and decided it was better to give it back to Fu Mo Han. 。She took out the Lover's Stone from her bag and placed it on the seat, "This, I'm returning it to you" 。Fu Mo'han's pair of ink-black eyes locked onto her, a sneer curling his lips, "You dare"Lin Jinran pursed her lips, not quite understanding Fu Mo'han's meaning. 。I don't really use this stuff. 。"She's not much use to me since she can neither eat nor drink." 。"No, throw it away" 。“The man's voice was laced with irritation as he spoke again, turning his gaze away and once more ignoring Lin Jintan’s presence.” 。Lin Jinyan was astonished. A diamond worth millions, just thrown away He really was incredibly wealthy and careless with money. 。

Inside the carriage, there was silence once more. 。Lin Jinran broke the stalemate, "Thank you, you helped me" 。"

"Too much of a good thing " 。Fu Mo Han coldly snorted, impatiently saying, "You're wearing my wife's identity, couldn't you just let people think I married a thief" 。"The two words 'thief' felt like a needle piercing Lin Jinran's heart. She suddenly turned to Fu Mochen's cold profile, stating resolutely, "I'm not a thief!""Aren't you" Fu Mochen looked at her with icy eyes, a strange smile playing on his lips. 。 。Mu Shaochen looked at Lin Jinran with heartache. He didn't want to see her this time, but now her eyes were swollen, her cheeks were thinner, and her chin was sharper, making him feel even more hear...