name were exquisite. Compared to the tea set Lin Ruochu had given her grandfather, even though hers was not cheap in material, it seemed rather inferior. 。As the last of the forest faded to white, L...Lin Jinran was startled, then her eyes widened in surprise. She stepped down the stairs excitedly step by step. 。

The man standing beside the swing glanced at him and strode over. He extended his right hand gracefully, and Lin Jinran's lips curled into a smile as he raised his hand to clasp the man's palm. 。With a slight squeeze of her hand, Fu MoHan led her towards the wooden swing. 。

“Slow down”engshi. 。Just as Lin Jinran expected, Fu Shaoting encountered a group of bodyguards on his way back and was escorted back to He Shumei's residence in Nanjiang. 。Seeing her own son being escorted back...