"Hiss!"
Kim Jong-yeon was kneeling.
She tidied up her pajamas and sat up.
He picked up the two pieces of purple cloth on the ground, frowned, and tied them around his body.
Her fair thighs were bent, and her toes were curled up.
She took off her stockings that had holes in them and threw them into the trash can.
Lin Mo liked stockings, and because Jin Zhengyan was an intermediary, she had prepared many stockings to match her clothes at home.
She rarely wore this pair of fishnet stockings, so she didn't expect Lin Mo to find it.
He insisted that she change into it.
Now, it was accidentally scratched.
This was one of the most expensive stockings in her wardrobe.
He couldn't care less about his heartache. After a while, he slowly stood up.
In the end, the intense pain from the pulling almost made her fall to the ground.
It had been more than ten years since they last opened their store, and now, it was happening all of a sudden.
It was already good enough that she didn't die.
Previously, when he was being chased by those hooligans, he accidentally sprained his ankle. Now, he was even more injured. It was quite difficult for him to take a step.
In this situation, if he didn't stay at home for a few days, he probably wouldn't even have the ability to go out.
Lin Mo looked at Kim Jong-yeon's ankle. Her fair skin was slightly red and swollen. It had been a hundred days since her ankle was injured.
Even though he wouldn't lie in bed for 100 days just because he twisted his ankle.
However, it would probably take about a week for her to recover.
"If it's inconvenient to move, don't move around.”
Lin Mo frowned and carried Jin Zhengyan into the bathroom.
Since it was inconvenient for him to move around, he naturally had to help.
After a busy day, there was naturally no lack of physical contact.
Seeing that she was about to die, Lin Mo wiped her clean and wrapped her up before carrying her to the bed.
"Ah, hurry up and leave. Zai Zhi is coming back.”
Kim Jong-yeon glanced at the clock and suddenly panicked.
She hurriedly pushed Lin Mo to leave.
"What's wrong with coming back?"
Lin Mo lay on the bed without any intention of moving.
"He doesn't like other men coming into the house. If he sees another man in the house, he will definitely be angry.”
Kim Jong-yeon whispered.
She had doted on her son since he was young and had never brought any man home.
Even if her ex-husband wanted to remarry, she had to consider whether her son would be unable to accept this matter.
Not to mention that she suddenly brought a strange man home.
She was afraid that Zai Zhi wouldn't be able to accept this.
"You're just spoiling him a little too much. What's the big deal about bringing your colleagues home for dinner?”
"Could it be that he's still so naive after leaving society?”
Lin Mo waved his hand and showed an indifferent expression.
"Don't worry, I like to interact with these young people the most. I'm sure he'll have a good impression of me.”
Don't say that he had a way to deal with this kid.
Even if he had no choice, he had to think of a way to deal with this kid.
Kim Jong-yeon was his now.
How could he leave any man who was a threat to him by his side?
A son?
Not even his son.
As his godfather, he had to discipline him properly.
As for his son's status?
Then it didn't matter.
With his education, it wouldn't be long before Jin Zhengyan, who had been lonely for more than ten years, became a single woman who yearned for his affection.
It would completely turn into his shape.
He had to forget about his son.
In the past, she had no choice but to focus all her attention on her son.
It was different now.
Kim Jong-yeon had been in disrepair for a long time this year. Her small body could not even withstand his deep affection.
She didn't even have the energy to care about her son.
She reckoned that it wouldn't be long before she would only have him in her mind and wouldn't be able to tolerate her son at all.
He had this bit of confidence.
After all, this was the butter world. Strength was the truth.
Jin Zhengyan wanted to say something, but the door was suddenly pushed open.
"Mom, I'm back."
Jin Zaizhi pushed open the door and shouted as he looked at the empty living room.
He suddenly felt a little strange.
In the past, when he returned home at this time, Kim Jong-yeon would prepare food for him and welcome him home warmly.
Why was there no one here today?
While he was deep in thought, a series of footsteps sounded.
Kim Jong-yeon was wearing messy pajamas. Her hair was wet, and her face was slightly red.
She held onto the door and walked out.
The steam from the shower had not dried yet.
Her charming eyes were watery and confusing. Her expression was slightly guilty and she looked a little abnormal.
"Mom, what happened to your foot?"
Jin Zaizhi had just asked when he heard a strange noise coming from the room.
His expression instantly changed.
"Is there someone in the house? Who is it!"
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