Chapter 717: Concealing

in Jinran endured the heartache and pain in her heart, pushing the congee on the mobile dining table, "I'll tell you about the past things slowly, the congee will be cold soon, drink some first." 。Wh...Too familiar, to the point that Lin Jinran's movements froze, and unconsciously, her mind recalled Fu Mo'han's voice.eded to eat something to fill it.Estimating that the police station would also be resting at noon, Lin Jinran turned her steps and walked into a nearby small restaurant. A menu was posted on the wall...