descended the stairs, her hungry brain automatically analyzing the scent of food. Meat, fish...so fragrant, so delicious.However, the moment she stepped downstairs, her feet seemed to freeze in place....Too familiar, to the point that Lin Jinran's movements froze, and unconsciously, her mind recalled Fu Mo'han's voice.ke thisLin Ruochu refused to back down, "Give me the phone, I have time to talk to him.""I'm sorry, Miss Lin. The CEO is in a meeting, and I'm not authorized to disturb him!""You!" Lin Ruochu was so a...
Chapter 717: Concealing