Chapter 717: Concealing

n's words. He got up and walked back to the kitchen. From the bottom shelf of the refrigerator, he took out a bottle of cocktail, opened it and returned to the living room, handing it to Lin Jinyan, "...Too familiar, to the point that Lin Jinran's movements froze, and unconsciously, her mind recalled Fu Mo'han's voice.bottomless vortex, held her gaze captive, refusing to let go."By then, I no longer had the same feelings for Lin Ruochu that I once did. I still attributed it all to responsibility. I could marry some...