Chapter 739 She's mentally ill

Her cries were pitiful and despairing, leaving Lin Jinran feeling a mixture of emotions. 。"As I'm already dying, can you not even grant me this last wish I have no way to compete with you for Mo Han anymore. All I want is to be at peace in my final moments." 。Lin Jinran didn't know what to say. Comfort seemed pale and ineffective, and he couldn't bring himself to make promises he couldn't keep. All he could offer was a long silence. 。"I will tell him about this." 。Finally, she seemed to be able to say only these. 。Fu Mochen wasn't hers to possess, she had no right to decide Fu Mochen's choices. 。If Fu Mo Han decided to visit Lin Ruochu, even accompany Lin Ruochu on perhaps the last leg of her journey, she wouldn't hinder Fu Mo Han's decision even if she was uncomfortable inside. 。The crying voice on the phone still echoed, as if accusing Lin Jinran of stopping Xiaodu's kind heart. "Mo Han would care about your opinion, sister, please, I beg you, I can't argue with you, just let me be with Mo Han at the last moment, okay" 。

Lin Jinran didn't feel very comfortable hearing this. From the beginning to the end, she never thought about competing with anyone. All her actions these past few months were pushed by them, leading her here. How ridiculous that it had become a competition of hers

Just as she was about to answer Lin Ruochu, her phone suddenly slipped from her fingers, making Lin Jinran's heart jump.

I turned my head and met Fu Mo Han's pitch-black gaze, as well as the phone he was holding. My heart skipped a beat. 。Her expression darkened, and she didn't know how to tell Fu Mo Han that while he was asleep, she had secretly answered the phone. 。Lin Ruochu's sobbing in her phone echoed still, sounding especially desolate in the quiet wilderness. 。Fu Mochen frowned, moving his phone to his ear and speaking in a languid voice, "Ruochu" 。The crying stopped, and Lin Ruochu's voice came with surprise, "Mo Han ge" 。"Whatever it is, let's talk about it tomorrow. It's too late now." 。Fu Mo Han decisively finished speaking, without any hesitation, he hung up the phone and turned it off. 。

As he put his phone down, he reached out to grab Lin Jinran's wrist and said, "Let's go to sleep." 。"

You" Please let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!。Lin Jin was so stunned that she was dragged by Fu Mo Han into the bedroom before she could react, only then did she realize that she had just decisively rejected Lin Ruochu. 。...couldn't help but worry, "Well, what if she's alright" "She has a problem with her brain, not her mood..." 。Fu Mo's face was cold, he lifted the quilt and pressed Lin Jinran onto the bed. 。

Lying in bed, Lin Jinran turned over Fu Mo'han's words in her mind. She decided that what he said made sense and stopped thinking about it. 。Calling at such a late hour was already inappropriate. Just because she felt sorry for Lin Ruochu being sick didn't mean the weaker party could do whatever they wanted, doing whatever they pleased. 。Lying in Fu Mo Han's arms, Lin Jin Ran peacefully closed her eyes, asking nothing and saying nothing. 。The driver received Lin Jinran's phone call and arrived early to wait. Tiantian held a bottle of drink and walked down the stairs, handing it to him, "Driver uncle, Madam should be waiting for a while longer. This is a drink I made for you, try it..." 。Thank you 。The driver took the drink from Sweetheart with a smile, twisted it open and took a sip. His face lit up, “Not bad, not bad at all.” 。She sweetly curled her lips and asked him in a chatty tone, "As long as it's good. Take the mistress to the hospital later." 。"go to the sanatorium" 。The driver took a few more sips and corrected what Sweetheart had said. 。Sweet exclaimed in surprise, "A nursing home Is someone sick" The driver shook his head, denying Sweet's statement, and explained, "You don't know, do you The young mistress's mother has been discharged from the hospital and moved into a nursing home." >>> 。"

Sweetheart dazedly shook her head, blinked, and said, "I don't know. How could a maid like me know so much Where was it sent to" "an woke up very early, and what came into view was the man's strong and attractive chest. Her pretty face flushed red, and she instinctively dodged backward. The long arm on her waist suddenly tighten...