of the phone call she received from a middle-aged woman, as well as the agreed-upon location for their next meeting. 。The expressions of both men became unusually serious. 。Lu Liming frowned, pondere..."I saw Yun Ting left a message for me. What do you need" Lu Li-ming asked in confusion, his voice laced with weariness.

Lin Jinran took a deep breath, steadied her turbulent emotions, and looked at the bustling hall with clear eyes. She asked word by word, "You know about my fake pregnancy, right"

The phone was deathly silent, save for the constantly moving second hand. She truly thought her phone had disconnected.

After a while, Lu Liming's voice sounded again, saying only two words, "Understood."

His voice was soft, yet it landed heavily on Lin Jinran's heart. He closed his eyes in discomfort.

She clutched her phone tightly, suppressing her grief, and coldly questioned him, "Why"

Lu Liming seemed somewhat guilty. He didn't pause for too long, his voice filled with apology, "I'm sorry, I don't know."

"Then let me ask you another question, did Fu Mo Han require you to do this" As Lin Jinran spoke these words, she felt as if the blood in her body had been drained.

Her answer was still just one word, "Yes."

One word, a thousand pounds.

Her breath caught in her throat, stopping abruptly as if shattered by the brutal truth laid bare before her, crushing any last flicker of hope she'd clung to.

The mastermind behind it all is her husband, Fu Mo寒!

Lin Jinran was completely stunned, standing rooted to the spot. The figures before her blurred, but she couldn't make them out clearly. She didn't hear a word Lu Liming said after that.

Only that, replaying in my mind over and over again.

"I thought you had already left. I didn't expect you to still be here." A disdainful sneer pulled Lin Jinran's distant emotions back.

She stared blankly at Lin Ruochu, who was walking towards her with a sarcastic smile on her face.

"You heard my conversation with Mo Han just now, didn't you" Lin Ruochu stood before Lin Jinyan, devoid of any gentleness. Her entire being emanated a smug sense of superiority.

"Mo Han ge is now the Mo Han ge who loves me. I've already told him the truth about your marriage, Lin Jin Ran. I advise you to be smart and obediently propose a divorce to Mo Han ge, so that he won't dump you later."

Lin Ruochu saw Lin Jinran like a wooden puppet, not saying a word. She pouted unhappily and let out a cold snort, "I know you can hear me now. How are we sisters I'm just trying to advise you kindly. Oh, by the way, I moved to the ward next to Mo Han ge's. From now on, I'll take care of Mo Han ge. You don't need to come to the hospital anymore."

After she spoke, she ignored Lin Jinran and walked into the ward next to Fu Mo寒, twisting her body.

The woods are ablaze with a bitter sweetness, pain so intense it feels like numbness.

In this marriage, she was utterly exhausted. She didn't want to fight anymore, just let it end. No children, no mother, nothing left.

Their marriage is over as far as they're concerned.

She is really tired.

He silently turned his body, Lin Jinran straightened his body and walked towards the ward, without knocking, he pushed open the door and walked in.

Fu Mo Han saw her figure, his brows furrowed, a look of undisguised disgust in his black eyes, "Who let you come"

"I have something to tell you." She looked up at the man across from her, his familiar face. Even with her eyes closed, she could picture every line of his features.

But now she dared not look, even more afraid to see him. Those dark eyes were no longer gentle, but icy, cold and heartless, the source of her pain!

Her voice, like broken whispers, drifted toward Fu Mo Han, "Fu Mo Han, let's get a divorce."The doctor diligently conducted a check-up. The wound is recovering well, and he also advised Lin Jin to walk around appropriately without needing to stay cooped up at home. 。Lin Jinran thanked them...