object within her slowly awakened. 。Yes, his condition was to serve him, solve his unspoken grievances. 。She had done it for him, a handful of times, under duress. This time, though, she was suppose...Lin Ruochu's lies, her truth.

People would rather believe lies than the truth.

Lin Jinran believes that lies will sooner or later be exposed, but who believes it

Ji Yun Ting looked at her, his fingers fidgeting with the beer can in his hand.

"Perhaps, for some people, lies are just as they want them to be, while the truth goes against their wishes. No one wants to admit they made the wrong choice, so lies are more easily accepted."

Only Lin Jinran knows the truth, and knowing something doesn't mean she can accept it.

Thinking of Fu Mo Han going to the hospital to visit Lin Ruochu, thinking of that wedding dress, thinking of what Lin Ruochu had said to her, her heart felt a tightness of discomfort.

She raised her arm and gulped down the cocktail.

After a night of drinking, I woke up with a terrible hangover.

Now, she can just get drunk for a while and forget about everything.

"Drink less, or you'll get drunk." Ji Yun Ting reached out anxiously, trying to take the wine bottle from Lin Jin Ran's hand, but Lin Jin Ran dodged him and drank it all.

Lin Jinran tilted her head and glanced at Ji Yun Ting, a little unhappy. "I came here to drink."

Ji Yun Ting helplessly said, "You've had too much to drink. When your husband comes over, he'll get angry again."

Lin Jin painted lowered her eyes, self-deprecatingly curling her lips, "He won't come."

He was lost in love with Lin Ruochu, he had no time to care where she was or what she was doing.

Lin Jinran raised her head to drink again, only to find that there wasn't a drop of wine left in the bottle. She frowned and glared at Ji Yunting, "Is there any more"

"There's no more." Ji Yun Ting didn't dare to give Lin Jin Ran anymore. He could already see that his fair face was turning crimson, he was probably really drunk.

"You don't really like to drink, how come there isn't any" Lin Jinyan clearly didn't believe him. "I'll go take a look myself."

As she spoke, she got up from the sofa and walked in big strides towards the kitchen door, bending and twisting as she went.

Ji Yunting looked helplessly at her. This girl, she got drunk way too fast.

He got up and chased after him, wanting to grab Lin Jinran's arm, just as the doorbell rang.

Ji Yun Ting was puzzled, who could have arrived at this time

Could it be that Fu Mo Han has come

He glanced at Lin Jinran who had already walked into the kitchen, then strode towards the door, pulled it open and looked at the round-faced girl outside the door, slightly startled.

"How is it you"

Su Han held the box in her hands and gently placed it in front of Ji Yun Ting. She was so nervous that she couldn't even look at him, "I made some small snacks myself, take them. You can eat them while you work."

"I don't like eating snacks." Ji Yun Ting didn't take Su Han's offer, saying distantly, "Anything else"

He stood in the doorway, with no intention of letting Su Han come in and sit down.

Su Han felt a little disappointed, standing awkwardly in place, clutching the exquisite box tightly in her hand. "It's delicious and not too sweet."

As soon as she finished speaking, a soft, slurred voice typical of someone who had been drinking came from the kitchen, "You said you didn't, but you clearly did."

Ji Yunting turned his head and said, "Don't drink too much."

Su Han keenly noticed that it was a woman's voice just now.

I couldn't help but feel nervous, "Who is at your house"

She strained to peer inside, trying to see who was in there!

"My friend." Ji Yun Ting stood still, showing no intention of giving way. "It's nothing, you should go back."

Su Han's heart sank with disappointment. She furrowed her brow in distress, feeling very uneasy.

She remembered someone saying that Ji Yunting returned here because of a talented person.

Could he be talking about the woman insideforce, pain wave after wave.He was pinned down by the weight of three or four bodyguards, unable to raise his body at all. A frigid roar, barely audible between gritted teeth, erupted from him, "Get...