Chapter 717: Concealing

silently sat down on the sofa, pondering in his head how Fu Mo'han had done it this morning. He began to clumsily practice.Fu Mo'han returned to his desk and continued working. The two of them were go...Too familiar, to the point that Lin Jinran's movements froze, and unconsciously, her mind recalled Fu Mo'han's voice.an possibly come overHow could Fu Mo Han not know today was the July Development Conference, and besides, she hadn't told him at all.But the only thing impossible was Fu Mo Han coming to accompany her...