. 。A heavy blanket of clouds hung low, pressing down like a suffocating weight. Lin Jinran, dressed in a thin black garment, stood alone holding an urn, his eyes vacant as he watched the workers open...A sudden jolt went through Lin Jin's heart. He hesitated, his eyes fixed on the cold and determined man before him. After a long silence, he silently turned his head towards the window, his gaze lingering on the two people in the cafe. 。

Only seeing Leng Jue take the thing passed by Hou Shao, his face became a little serious. It seemed like Hou Shao was telling him something. 。Then Leng Jue returned the things to Hou Shao and left alone, while Hou Shao returned to the coffee shop and continued waiting. 。"I want to make a phone call" reporters in the audience. He raised his hand to signal them to calm down. "Today's matter is a family affair of the Fu family, and Mr. Fu will handle it privately. I hope that all reporters can unde...