Chapter 833: It's Best We Part Ways, Live Well Apart

t she would become agitated and hurt her unborn child."Yes, no way, absolutely not. It's all because of Lin Jinyan, if it weren't for Lin Jinyan, how could I be like this, carrying this bastard child!...Perhaps because she was too slender, Lin Jin Dye's belly at three months of pregnancy wasn't very noticeable. The slight curve was like having eaten a bit too much occasionally. 。She could easily pass for just wearing loose clothing; her slender limbs gave away very little hint that she was pregnant. 。Every check-up has been fine, the child is developing normally, the doctor only prescribes some prenatal vitamins, and everything else remains the same. 。Things are stable on the job front now. Lu Fengshi informed her that his boss had paid a deposit in advance, and knowing her situation, Lu Fengshi had paid her wages early. 。

Lin Jinran's daily life is spent at home. The biggest expense for her is food and drink, while other expenses are almost negligible. She saves all the extra money for use during childbirth. 。Days crept forward at a leisurely pace, devoid of the former grandeur. In the tranquil small town, Lin Jinran found himself living a life of ease and contentment. 。However, there was one thing in particular that worried her greatly. 。I don't know if it's because Old Master Fu is getting older, or because the South River has gotten cold in winter, but he seems to have caught a chill and hasn't been feeling well lately. 。When chatting with Lin Jinran over the phone, she could tell that his voice had become much weaker. 。Since connecting with Master Fu once, Lin Jinran made an agreement with the old master to contact at least once a week. She dialed his number... 。When I contacted the old man again, Zhang's wife answered the phone. 。Mrs. Zhang answered her call, her voice choked with sobs as she cried out, "Madam..." 。"Lin Jin keenly sensed the unusual tone in Zhang's voice. She inquired as calmly as possible, “Zhang Bo, what's wrong” Zhang didn’t respond to Lin Jin’s question but instead said, “Madam Young Mistress, would you have time to come back once” 。

Somehow, Lin Jinran felt a bad premonition in his heart. His mood suddenly became tense, and he asked again, "Zhang Sao, what happened"

"The old man had a cold some time ago. He has been treated for this period of time but hasn't recovered well. Then it turned into pneumonia. The doctor said that if the old man doesn't get better, maybe, maybe..." Zhang Sao didn't say anything after that, only muffled sobs through the phone pierced Lin Jinran's mind

She was stunned, listening to Zhang's mournful sobs, not knowing what to say. 。

My heart felt like a big stone was pressing down on it, making me feel suffocated and panicky. 。

"Zhangsao, where is grandpa at the hospital I'm going to visit her these days. " 。Lin Jinran suppressed the overwhelming panic, trying his best to ask cautiously: 。"The old man is at Sakura Road Hospital, Mistress. When will you be able to come over"

"Tomorrow afternoon." 。Lin Jinran stood up and quickly walked to the cabinet. He opened the door and pulled out a small suitcase with one hand. 。

The old man treated her like his own granddaughter. She secretly left, and she already felt guilty towards the old man. What if something really happened to him She had to visit the old man, she couldn't bear the regret of an unmendable situation. 。"Alright, I'll wait until the old man wakes up and tell him that he's been talking about you all this time. He'd be so happy if he knew you were here." 。Zhang Sao stopped her sobs, her voice still choked with emotion. 。Lin Jinran pursed her lips, pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Zhang Sao, there's one more thing. I want to go quietly. Don't tell Fu Mo Han" 。“Zhang Sao’s voice was filled with surprise, “Not telling the young master...” 。"

Please don't tell him" 。She wanted to go back secretly and leave secretly. 。It's better not to meet, as seeing each other will only cause pain and suffering. It's best to go our separate ways and live in peace. 。t owl relax its vigilance and gain its trust.Fingers clenched tightly within the sleeve, fingertips almost piercing into the palm.She moved step by step towards the Night Owl, each movement as difficu...