Chapter 374 My Memory Is Excellent

itude angered Lin Jinran. She was indignant and accused him, "Are you feeling resentful after losing in Nanshan You deliberately brought me here to make things difficult for Mu Shaocheng, right What...As Lin Jinran pondered, Fu Mo'han had already strode toward the alley mouth, his back straight and dashing.

She bit her lip and decided to follow him, just in case Lord Fu wanted some more later, she could come buy it too.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the two figures were shrouded in the sunset, their shadows stretching long and thin.

At the entrance of the hutong, there were many elderly people chatting idly. They lifted their aged faces and watched as Fu Mo寒 and Lin Jinyan walked in.

The entrance to the hutong is very short, about ten or so meters. Once you exit the hutong, it's another street.

There was a shop just on the street. On a wooden rocking chair in front of it, a white-haired old lady was basking in the sun.

Fu Mo'han's footsteps also stopped in front of a certain shop, his voice light, "Three jin of osmanthus cake."

"Okay." The shopkeeper shouted, taking the bag and getting ready.

Lin Jin ran after him, and the first thing he saw was the elderly man basking in the sun. He was slightly surprised, "Grandma Zhao."

As if hearing someone call her, the old woman who was meditating with closed eyes opened her eyes and squinted at Lin Jinran. After a while, she seemed to remember something, cracked her toothless mouth, and smiled, "It's Ruochu."

Lin Jinran was embarrassed. Grandma Zhao still, as always, mistook her for Lin Ruochu!

Fu Mo'han coldly looked at the old man, vaguely remembering meeting this old man when he left with Lin Jinran to her parents' home.

"Grandma Zhao, I'm Lin Jinran." Lin Jinran smiled faintly and raised his lips, still impatiently correcting himself.

The shopkeeper poked his head out and handed the packaged osmanthus cake to Fu Mo Han. His honest face turned to Lin Jin Ran, “I’m sorry, my mother has Alzheimer's disease. Are you a maid from the Lin family”

Lin Jinran lightly nodded her head, remembering that Zhao Grandma had two sons, and this must be the second son.

"It's you who has dementia! I've known this child since she was little. After her parents divorced, she moved away with her mother. It's only been a few years, and my memory is great!" Grandma Zhao retorted, her cloudy eyes fixed on Lin Jinran, "Ruochu's eyebrows and eyes resemble her mother, not like that Lin Fang girl. She looks like her father."

The shopkeeper shook his head helplessly and looked at Lin Jinran apologetically. "Sorry, my mom often does this."

Lin Jinran seemed to have gotten used to it, and he shook his head nonchalantly.

Fu Mo-han, beside her, frowned slightly. The name Lin Fang felt vaguely familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere a long time ago. Unfortunately, he couldn't recall where at the moment.

So, Fu Mo Han simply stopped thinking about it. Perhaps he had just remembered unconsciously.

It's unimportant, no need to delve into it.

"Let's go." Fu Mo Han carried three kilograms of osmanthus cake, swept a glance at Lin Jin Ran, and turned back the way they came.

Lin Jin ran quickly to bid farewell to Grandma Zhao and chased after Fu Mo's back.

Halfway down the alley, she suddenly remembered something. She quickened her pace and caught up to Fu Mo'han's steps. Raising her chin, her bright eyes looked at him, her tone firm and resolute, "Just now, you took the osmanthus cake without paying!"

Fu MoHan was not at all surprised, his voice faint, his steps unchanged, "No need."

No need, buying things doesn't require money

What is the logic here

"Wait a minute." Lin Jinran rushed to Fu Mo'han's side, spreading her arms to block him. "It's just a small business transaction, don't you have that much money"

Fu Mohen's black eyes looked at the little woman in front of him, "Do you know what it means to have an outstanding balance"

Lin Jinran was stunned. Fu Mo'han, tall and imposing, bypassed her and stepped out of the hutong. Looking at the group of people in front of the Rolls-Royce, he stopped in his tracks.ain, and the housekeeper walked in. Seeing her expression, he knew she hadn't persuaded Fu Shaoqing. He comforted her, "Madam, Young Master just couldn't think through it for a while, you don't have t...