department is located. Is it convenient to process paperwork nowAs I reached the entrance hall, my phone automatically disconnected.Lin Jinran slightly frowned, no one answered the phoneI pressed th...Lin Jinran turned her head and met the man's cold gaze, "Are you eating now"

"Open it." He rose, went around the marble table, and walked to the coffee table.

Lowering his head, Lin Jin opened the thermos bucket one by one. He took out the warm dishes inside and placed them on the tea table. Three dishes and one soup, with excellent color, fragrance, and taste.

Everything was set up, she picked up a pair of chopsticks and pushed a bowl of rice in front of Fu Mochen. "Eat,"

Only a pair of chopsticks and a bowl of rice, Fu Mochen frowned.

He sat down and remained motionless.

"Can I leave now" Lin Jinran looked at Fu Mo'han with clear eyes, hoping he would immediately let her leave.

"Wait." Reaching out, he picked up the only pair of chopsticks. Fu Mo Han slowly picked up the dishes and ate them, chewing thoughtfully.

Lin Jinran helplessly pursed her lips. Could it be that he was preparing, intentionally letting her watch him finish

It is almost nine o'clock now, and she hasn't eaten anything yet, her stomach is already empty.

Her clear eyes held a look of resentment as she gazed at the man before her, eating slowly and deliberately, stretching out the time.

"By the way, I received a few maternity dresses that Auntie He sent over today." Knowing Fu Mochen had an opinion of He Shumei, she called her Auntie He.

"Throw it away." Fu Mo Han answered her without the slightest hesitation. His long fingers put down his chopsticks, pulled out a napkin from the table, and slowly wiped his thin lips.

Lin Jinran clearly saw that Fu Mochen didn't intend to accept He Shumei's advances. Although she felt sorry, she didn't say much. What mattered more was that Fu Mochen hadn't eaten much of the food. "Doesn't suit your taste"

"I'm not hungry."

The tissue was thrown into the trash can. Fu Mo'han got up and strode back to his office, sitting down in the boss's chair. His dark gaze fell on Lin Jinran, "Put it away."

Lin Jinran felt a surge of annoyance. She had worked hard for over half an hour, and including the time spent waiting for Fu Mo'han on the way, it had taken her more than an hour.

He didn't say a word about being hungry, and he just took everything she prepared without even realizing how hard she worked!

"If you don't eat, I'll take it back." He began to clear away the dishes that had barely been touched.

"Take it back"

Lin Jinran continued filling the thermos without looking up, mumbling in response, "Yeah, if you don't eat it, I'll take it back."

"Hmm."

After cleaning everything up, Lin Jinran wiped the table with a paper towel and stood up, carrying his thermos, ready to leave.

"I'm leaving."

Fu MoHan suddenly spoke as Lin JinRan was about to leave, "There's a new development in Zhao Mei's case."

As expected, Lin Jinran's footsteps faltered, and he suddenly turned around, asking anxiously, "Was the murderer caught"

"How do you plan on thanking me"

Fu Mo'han languidly leaned back in his boss chair, serenely gazing at Lin Jinran, waiting for her answer.

Lin Jinran urgently wanted to know, but Fu Mochen refused to say. She knew that Fu Mochen possessed information unavailable online, so she couldn't find out otherwise. She could only agree to his terms.

"Dinner again tomorrow"

"No need." Fu Mo's voice was firm and resolute.

"That..."

"Lin Jinran, you should know what I want," He said, his long fingers casually undoing a button at his collar, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of his throat.

The posture is sexy and suggestive.

Lin Jinran bit her lip, not knowing what to do.

"Can't figure it out"

It's easy to think of it, but the key is that Lin Jinran can't say it out loud!

On one side was the case details she desperately wanted to know, and on the other was a request she couldn't bring herself to utter.

Lin Jinran fell into a predicament, biting her lips helplessly, unable to utter a word.ced on the table with his long fingers and took a sip. 。The taste is so-so, it's passable. 。Fu Mo'han put down his coffee cup and continued to handle business. 。After an unknown amount of time, fatig...