Chapter 717: Concealing

Mo'han strode in with his long legs, one hand tucked into his pocket, and leisurely strolled around the store.He finally raised his slender fingers, toward this bright crimson dress, and said impassi...Too familiar, to the point that Lin Jinran's movements froze, and unconsciously, her mind recalled Fu Mo'han's voice.cony. A maid came over to wipe the table and as she passed, a piece of paper in her hand slipped onto the table.The maid walked away nonchalantly. Lin Jinran instinctively clutched the note, her heart...