or. 。Lin Jinran leaned against the bed, submerged in shadow, her fingers lightly stroking her flat and still abdomen, like a sculpture devoid of life. 。Suddenly, a glimmer appeared in her palm, and he..., in reality, an hour before Lin Jinran fell unconscious, he had received a phone call, learning that this shareholder meeting was presided over by Mr. Fu.He held back on telling Lin Jin Dye about the...