seemed that Lin Jinran hadn't heard Fu Mochen's answer for a long time. Fu Mochen frowned unpleasantly, his voice becoming even colder, like an icy sword piercing the vulnerable heart of Lin Jinran....The little sister didn't know who they were talking about. She only heard the last part, "I think he's just like his sister." Maybe they were from the same place. 。Moreover, they were all standing before their own doors. Since they knew he had a sister, it naturally occurred to them that he might have one too. 。aturally disagreed, his tone a little heavier.The night owl did not compromise, his cold face as usual, "I am responsible for myself, I don't need your explanation!""Owl, can you please calm down"The...