pawn, to make Fu Mo Han hate her.Fu Mo Han hated her, loathed her. She was beyond his control.But I don't want to be used as a gun by someone for no reason.If it was really Fu Mo Han saying that, Lin...Raise the bedding, Lin Jin dyed once again lay down, back against the door, the quilt covered to the nose, the whole person shrank in the quilt, tightly closed his eyes. 。

It's not a big deal, just sleep it off. 。Alas, she just couldn't fall asleep. Lying in bed, she became increasingly uncomfortable. 。unbearably wanting to cry 。

"Click!" 。A crisp sound of a door openingu Shao's orders." 。Then, with a nod, he decided to follow Hou Shao's instructions. 。Lin Jinran looked at the contact number on her phone, her gaze lingering on the old house. She wanted to talk to her...