For a moment, Lin Jinran's heart pounded

d, “Are you Lin Jinran”“Yes, it’s me” 。"Come in, she's inside. " 。"As he spoke, the iron gate swung open." 。Lin Jinran nodded gratefully and walked towards the inside, her stomach barely able to keep...riking resemblance to Lin Ruochu, easily etched into Lin Jinran's memory. Even if he forgot her name, he couldn't possibly forget her appearance.But Lin Jinran was even more confused.Why does the woma...