Two years ago, the mere fifteen-year-old scion of the Lin family, in front of the colossal behemoth that is the Murong clan, made a vow! Two years later, no one knows what he has gone through, but from the moment of his return, he radiates a brilliance that seems to compete with heaven and earth! (Note: The protagonist of this book is very aloof, cold, and passionate. Those who like to read about a military king's ambiguous romances and flirts, please bypass this one.)
Soon, Cheng Miaohan chased after him, her face filled with self-reproach:
"Lin Mo, I'm sorry. I didn't expect my mom to still be so overbearing."
Lin Mo, with his tall stature, stood his ground but didn't turn around:
"No need to say more, I'm not one to dwell on such matters. Since today is your birthday, let me give you a gift."
"This gift can save your life in a time of crisis."
As he finished speaking, Lin Mo tossed a Buddha bead necklace through the air, and it landed precisely in Cheng Miaohan's hands.
"Lin Mo, you…"
Just as Cheng Miaohan was about to speak, she looked up, but Lin Mo had already disappeared from the spot.
Holding the Buddha bead necklace, Cheng Miaohan clenched her fist slightly—it was the first gift Lin Mo had given her.
However, Lin Mo's sudden disappearance made Cheng Miaohan inexplicably heartbroken.
In his eyes, am I really so insignificant, so uncared for?
Meanwhile, inside the private room.