Chapter 22: Filing a Complaint

g to see, making one want to comfort them and wipe away their tears.The seventh, the eighth...Each picture, meticulously framed like a treasured collection, is examined in detail, unwilling to miss an...Lin Jinran lightly shook her head, raising the corner of her lips, "No" 。"

But the lost look in her eyes still lingered. She said softly, "My mother was much better at cooking than me. When she was young, she specialized in it. She was good at both Chinese and Western dishes." 。"Wow, that's amazing, no wonder Ms. Lin's cooking is so delicious. I would really love to meet your mother sometime." 。“sweetly enviously said ” 。Lin Jinran pursed her lips and said in a flat tone, "Maybe." 。"Sweet Pea also saw that Lin Jinran's emotions were a bit down. She didn't bring up the topic anymore, glanced at the butler and Xiaoyu not far from the kitchen doorway." 。She thought for a moment and kindly reminded Lin Jinran, "Ms. Lin, you have offended the butler. Be careful that he reports you to the young master." 。"

Lin Jinran looked at Tiantian and nodded, "Okay, thank you" 。Then, Tiantian didn't stay any longer and left the kitchen. 。

Lin Jinran finished breakfast, washed the dishes and took his medicine. 。At this time, the housekeeper came to find her again, “Miss Lin, your room is ready. May I take you there” "Okay" 。Lin Jindian nodded. 。

The butler turned around, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. He led Lin Jinran downstairs. Behind the staircase was a shadowy room at the back. “Miss Lin, this is the room Young Master has arranged for you” 。Lin Jinran pushed open the door, a wave of stale, musty air hit her. She raised her fair hand to shield herself, and by the light outside, she could make out the room. 。About ten square meters, a window with curtains tightly closed, inside there's a bed, taking up half the space. 。

The other half is a jumble of junk. 。Whether it was Fu Mo Han's intention or the housekeeper deliberately arranging her here, it was clear that they were making things difficult for her. 。Lin Jinran didn't mind; although the little hut wasn't great, it was her place to stay. 。She brought out a broom and cloth, sweeping for more than an hour, making it sparkling clean inside and out. 。When she was ready to stay there for the night, someone from Grandpa Fu's side came over and took Lin Jinyan to dinner. 。Lin Jinran only followed the people sent by his master to leave Bieyuan, taking a car to Fuye's place. 。Fu Mo'han's residence, Fu Zhu, is about an hour's drive from Old Man Fu's ancestral home.

When in the car, Lin Jinran nervously asked the housekeeper sent from Fu's family, "May I come alone"

"The young master has been notified, but he is rather busy and should be able to come over tomorrow. The old man first lets you go and keep him company" >>> 。The elderly steward, Zhang, who was over fifty, answered respectfully. 。Lin Jinran fell silent, thinking that Fu Mo'han was probably using being busy as an excuse, a shield. That way, he wouldn't have to go see Grandpa Fu with her. 。She thought of Grandpa Fu, and her heart felt a pang of worry too. 。I don't know why Old Master Fu was so good to her. Even though Fu Mochen had said that Lin Jinyan wasn't the girl from before, the old master stubbornly believed it was her. 。This kind of warmth, Lin Jinran only experienced before her mother fell into a coma. Since then, no one has treated her like family for a long time. 。Thinking about this, Lin Jinran actually wanted to see Grandpa Fu even faster. She wanted to spend more time with the elderly and show more filial piety. 。After an hour's drive, Lin Jinran saw the silhouette of the old house in the distance. As soon as the car arrived, she couldn't wait to get out and walked towards the main house familiarly. 。From afar, she shouted loudly toward the open main house gate, "Grandpa, I'm here!" 。Just as I was about to step inside, I saw the tall figure leaning against the door. 。Lin Jinran froze. 。thoughts were compared to them. 。He missed his mother, but he didn't show it. 。He didn't want those who cared for him to be sad too, and he didn't want his mother to feel sadness because she wouldn't...