Chapter 18: How Was It All Her Fault?!

he night owl propped himself up on his arm, lying sideways beside Lin Jinran. His eyes stared at her, and he spoke in a hoarse voice, "If you're uncomfortable, tell me" 。"Good" 。"Lin Jinran came back...Lin Jinran bit her lip, saying nothing.

She stopped, unwilling to explain any further.

She was always wrong, after all, no one believed her, and no one thought she was a victim too!

No matter how much she explains, it will only make the other party think she is making excuses. She is a sinister woman who will stop at nothing to get what she wants.

Her silence, on the other hand, seemed to make Fu Mochen's anger dissipate like a puff of smoke, leaving him with no target.

Fu Mo Han was furious, his eyes cold as he stared at the pretty face of the woman so close to him.

Silence, no explanation

She's no longer innocently denying it: she didn't know

Fu Mo'han reached out and gripped Lin Jinran's jaw, forcing her parted lips to turn toward his icy gaze.

He sneered, asking disdainfully, "Well, finally admitting it No more playing the innocent"

Lin Jinran was in pain, not just from the strength of the man's hand but also a deep ache in her heart.

She explained that he thought they were being evasive.

She didn't explain, and he took it as an admission. the room once, making sure that the handcuffs on his ankle were within reach—the furthest distance was only to the door.The door wasn't locked, but she couldn't get out when she opened it. She could...