Chapter 717: Concealing

.His suit was already soaked through, a biting wind whistling past. He instinctively pulled his hands closer to his body for warmth.Standing and looking out at the vast downpour, Lin Jinran didn't kno...Too familiar, to the point that Lin Jinran's movements froze, and unconsciously, her mind recalled Fu Mo'han's voice.n, feeling ignored, frowned unhappily. But she quickly relaxed her expression, seeming completely unconcerned by Lin Jinran's disregard. 。With a chuckle, she picked up her chopsticks and pointed at t...