nran had a dream. 。In my dream, the world is filled with blue skies and white clouds, a clear expanse stretching for miles. 。She sat on the lush green lawn, her eyes softly gazing forward. 。In the di..."Stay put."

"Is there anything," the last word of her sentence hadn't even finished before a series of beeps came through the receiver, clearly indicating that Fu Mochen had no interest in talking to her any further.

Lin Jinran furrowed his brows, curled his lips, and stood still. What was he supposed to do

Could Fu Mo Han possibly come over

How could Fu Mo Han not know today was the July Development Conference, and besides, she hadn't told him at all.

But the only thing impossible was Fu Mo Han coming to accompany her at the press conference!

"Beep."

A jarring honk startled Lin Jin-Ran, causing her to whirl around abruptly. She just caught sight of a black Rolls-Royce pulling up slowly in front of her.

She immediately recognized the driver, it was Fu Mo'han's chauffeur.

For a moment, I couldn't figure out what he was doing here.

The driver got out of the car and quickly walked to the back seat, opening the door. Following closely was a leg clad in expensive custom-made leather shoes. Fu Mo Han, dressed in a black suit, bent down and got out of the car.

His dark eyes glanced at Lin Jinran from afar, his voice deep and heavy, "Aren't you going to queue"

Lin Jinran was even more confused, what did he mean

As she was lost in thought, Fu Mo'han had already taken long strides and walked toward the queue of people.

He glanced sideways at Lin Jin, who remained motionless. His sword brows furrowed slightly. "Follow me," he said, his tone brooking no argument.

Lin Jinran was suspicious, but she honestly followed Fu Mo'han to the ticket checking station and handed over two couple tickets.

The staff checked and found no issues, so they let them in.

It was only then that Lin Jinran came to her senses. Fu Mo'han had come over, wasn't he here to take her inside

Will he be that good

It must be his grandfather, right His grandfather forced him to come here.

She guessed right, it was indeed Old Master Fu who called Fu Mo Han.

When Old Master Fu was buying tickets for Lin Jinran, he learned that this designer released a couple series and also sold couple tickets. Therefore, he intentionally bought two couple tickets.

I called Zhang Sao this morning and found out that the two of them had parted ways. I already guessed that they definitely didn't go to the press conference together.

Mr. Fu directly called Fu Mo Han and told him that Lin Jin Ran could not enter with a couple ticket alone, and threatened Fu Mo Han into going to accompany Lin Jin Ran by using something.

Though Fu Mo Han was reluctant, the matter still held a certain appeal for him, so he compromised and came to the rescue.

The two of them successfully checked their tickets and entered the venue.

Throughout the entire process, Fu Mo walked with a cold face and strode towards the designated location. Lin Jinran silently followed behind him.

Though my heart ached with the thought, I hesitated. How could I possibly ask Fu Mo Han to leave

She could tell that Fu Mo'han was completely uninterested in the press conference. It would be more awkward for them to sit there together than for him to leave.

"Zero zero zero."

Ahead, the phone rang from Fu Mo Han's pocket.

He pulled a cell phone out of his pocket and glanced at the caller ID, his brow furrowing slightly.

Lin Jinran stood behind him, coincidentally seeing the three words displayed on the screen.

She pursed her lips, a sudden discomfort rising in her chest. "I'll go find my seat first," she quickly said, sidestepping Fu Mochen and quickening her pace towards her designated seat.

The ringtone continued, Fu Mo寒 looked at Lin Jinyan's slender back and pressed the answer button.

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