ooked very young.She looked at the age engraved on the tombstone and silently calculated it, in her thirties.Suddenly, Lin Jinran had a faint sigh. Being a mother at her prime, lying alone here, was a...ddenly fell on a white piece of paper at the corner of the pillow. Fu Mo Han bent down and reached out to take it.Lin Jinran, who was not asleep, suddenly held his breath and dared not move. He contin...