u Shaochen answered her 。When Lin Jinran nodded and turned to the side, his dark eyes sank. 。Gu Meng and Lin Jinran's mother turned out to look exactly alike. 。When he came over, he was also surpris...Wedding photos, this quickly

Lin Jinran didn't expect that after choosing the pictures for not long, the wedding photos were already done, it was really fast.

She glanced at Fu Mo'han in the driver's seat, saw that he was on a phone call, and then followed Sweetheart upstairs into the living room.

Upon seeing what was before her, she widened her eyes in astonishment. On the table sat a tall picture frame, and on the ground lay a box, filled with picture frames of various sizes—dozens of them.

"So many" Lin Jinran couldn't believe it as she walked over, reaching out to pick up one of the photo frames. It was her own wedding dress solo shot, and after being retouched, she looked even more slender and beautiful.

It's really pretty, but they still have a week before their divorce, so do these things even need to be put out

A strange feeling of bitterness welled up in Lin Jinran's heart. How would Fu Mo'han deal with these, discard them or burn them

Fu Mo Han walked into the living room, his dark eyes swept over the photo frames, and his gaze fell on the single portrait in Lin Jin Ran's hand. Compared to the moment captured in the photo frame, the real Lin Jin Ran was no less stunning.

"Have someone move the big bed to the bedroom, and place the rest of the furniture anywhere in the room. When Zhang Sao arrives later, let her choose some things to take back." Fu Mo Han commanded coldly, Lin Jin Ran turned to face him with a hint of surprise.

Do we still need to put this up

Thinking about it, that makes sense. Acting like this, setting up a trap, if we didn't do anything, Grandpa would definitely be suspicious.

Fu Mo Han does everything very thoroughly and discreetly.

"You're looking at the stand, aren't you" Lin Jinran nodded, she didn't put down the single photo, clutching it tightly in her hand.

This is her single photo, even if they divorce later, she can take it away.

She said to Fu Mo Han, "I'm going to rest," and then walked upstairs.

Fu Mo's eyes darkened slightly, and he strode up the stairs.

In the living room, Sweetty diligently held a photo frame in her arms, placing them one by one in the corners. Xiaoyu pursed her lips and slowly worked, her eyes fixed on the smiling faces in the frames. She gritted her teeth with hatred.

What are you proud of, sooner or later you'll leave the Fu mansion.

Only when Lin Ruochu becomes the mistress of this place will her good days begin.

Lin Jindian returned to his room, completely unable to sleep.

She crossed her legs and sat on the bed, putting her laptop on her lap. She took out the tickets her grandfather had given her and looked them over one by one, marking down the dates.

Some she can take leave to go, but there are still some abroad.

Lin Jinran bit her pen cap, a tinge of regret showing on her small face.

Overseas travel involves expenses like airfare and accommodation, plus meals. She definitely can't afford it.

But these few games in her home country are already invaluable to her.

Tickets in the first row aren't just for sale to the highest bidder, you also need connections.

These are usually given to professionals, so the fact that Grandpa gave her these as a birthday present really touched her.

Thinking of this, Lin Jinran annoyedly raised her hand and pounded her head hard, "How could I forget to thank grandpa."

Yesterday I wanted to thank her in person, but then that thing happened and she also had her period, so she slept for almost a whole day.

Wouldn't Grandpa think she's impolite and ungrateful

Lin Jin, anxious and eager to express her gratitude, took out her phone from her small bag. Before she could even dial her grandfather's number, her phone started buzzing with incoming calls.opped meat on the table. She smiled and said, "Putting theory into practice is also important. Can you cook these for me"Leng Jue raised an eyebrow, "..."Leng Jue Mian looked at her impassively, “Prac...