are merely a reasonable outlet for my frustrations, Fu Mohen. Until I get bored with you."He smiled as if he were a demon from hell, ready to devour her alive.As Fu Mo-han's voice fell, Lin Jin-ran's...With the other hand, he reached for tissues at the head of the bed and gently wiped away the large beads of cold sweat and tears on Lin Jinyu's cheeks.

Trapped in a nightmare, Lin Jinyan was at her wit's end when a beam of light pierced through the darkness surrounding her.

A tall figure strode confidently through the light, holding her hand tightly.

The feeling of despair and helplessness gradually subsided as the warmth in his hand soothed him. Lin Jinran weakly returned the man's grip, as if absorbing energy from him.

The tense and trembling body slowly sank into stillness, the furrowed brows gradually smoothing out.

The next day.

The first light of dawn arrived as promised, tearing open the darkness of night and dispelling the gloom of the clouds.

Lin Jinran in the ward, her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her closed eyes slowly opened.

Light was blocked by the thin curtains, a few beams piercing through the gaps where they were not fully closed. One of them fell right near the bedside.

Lin Jin dyed clear eyes turned around, twisted his head to look over, his gaze fell on the man sitting on the chair beside the bed with his eyes closed.

An unprecedented sense of calm washed over her the moment she saw him.

The white fingers were warm, and Lin Jinran instinctively moved her hand. The man sitting in the chair, seemingly asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Awake" Fu Mo'han looked at the woman's clear eyes and relaxed.

In the dead of night, Lin Jinyan calmed down. Her hand clutched tightly at him, not allowing him to leave even an inch.

Fu Mo Han held her hand, leaning against the chair and napping lightly for a night. Just as his fingers slightly pulled away, he woke up.

"What's wrong" Seeing the woman silent, Fu Mo寒 asked in a low voice.

Lin Jinran shook his head, looking at the man's handsome face with a mixture of heartache and guilt. Thankfully, it wasn't a knife wound, so there wouldn't be any scars.

"It's fine." she replied, twisting her neck as it felt stiff. She shifted her body and accidentally pulled at the wound on her lower back, causing a sharp gasp of pain.

"Don't move!" Fu Mochen frowned, scolding in a low voice.

Lin Jin was covered in a look of grievance, "Lying down is uncomfortable, and lying down all the time would press on the baby."

Fu Mo Han didn't dare to move, afraid of hurting her. The injury on his back had only healed enough for him to lie down.

Thinking of the woman acting as a knife for him, his brows furrowed, and his voice deepened, “Rest assured, darling. I won't be brought down temporarily.”

Hearing that the baby was fine, Lin Jinran didn't dare to move around anymore. It was good that nothing happened.

Who else allows you to go and block me privately

Lin Jinran was stunned, her eyes wide with astonishment.

"Do you take life as a joke Using your body as a blade, do you think you're made of steel" Fu Mo'han's tone didn't soften at all, becoming even colder.

This time, I'm glad her internal organs weren't injured. If they had been damaged, not only would she be in trouble, but their child might not have survived either!

Lin Jinran pursed her lips, now thinking back with lingering fear. If that blade had pierced her heart, she probably wouldn't have survived.

At that time, there was no time for her to think. She rushed forward almost instinctively.

"Are you listening to me."

"I'm listening, but I'm so thirsty." Lin Jinyan licked her dry lips. She desperately wanted to drink water right now.

Fu Mo Han, his face dark, still let him go. He turned sideways, picked up the thermos and poured a cup of warm water. Remembering she was lying down and had ripped open a straw, he threw it into the cup and handed it to her lips, "Drink."

Taking a sip from his straw, Lin Jinran sipped the warm water in his cup.

Was this straw prepared specially for her

She really wanted to ask, but she also felt a bit presumptuous. How could it possibly be prepared especially for her

Maybe it was just placed here, and Fu Mo Han just didn't want to give her water, so he used it.e bedside lamp. The brief darkness ahead gradually became bearable. 。"Still thinking" The man's cold voice almost sounded in her ear. Lin Jinyan's calm heart fluttered, and her body instinctively mov...