ran once more.A burning pain on his cheeks, Lin Jinran only heard a woman's scream, vaguely familiar.She hadn't figured out who it was yet, when another wave of pain struck her cheek, "Slap." Another...Too familiar, to the point that Lin Jinran's movements froze, and unconsciously, her mind recalled Fu Mo'han's voice.ecided that ordering takeout was still the most practical option. This was his last private space and he didn't want outsiders entering it. 。After dinner, Fu Shaoqing prepared to go look at the comput...