Yao Zhi will no longer understand her thoughts.

In order not to let the feeling of powerlessness spread, she said lightly: "I understand, mom, I've hung up the phone, you can take good care of dad."

"Well, you don't have to worry about your father's affairs. With the money from Jincheng's funding, the Han family will soon overcome the difficulties and your father's health will improve day by day. As for you, don't think about anything, just work hard, and try to accept Jincheng. This time, thanks to him, it's easy to add icing on the cake, but it's not easy to help in time. Cherish it, don't wait until you miss it before you know how to regret it."

"Repent?" Han Yurou chewed these two words gently, with a sneer on the corner of her lips.

Rong Jincheng is a demon.

And this demon acts like an angel in front of outsiders.

But this cannot cover up his demonic nature.

"Okay, Yu Rou, please be busy. It rains today, wear more clothes and don't catch a cold."

"Mom, I want to go to the company to see it, maybe I can help."

"No need, the company is managed by your father. You don't know the company, and you will only add to it. Mr. Lin is very dedicated. He will handle everything well and will not let us worry about it."

"mom!"

"Let's stop talking, just do your duty well. What you need to do the most now is to accept Jin Cheng and have a good relationship with him."

After saying that, Yao Zhi had nothing to explain.

That's all she wants to say.

Han Yurou felt that she had nothing to say with her mother and didn't want to say anything else.

"Mom, then I'll hang up the phone."

"Um."

Han Yurou hung up the phone and let go of her fingers tremblingly.

With a "bang", the phone slid from the palm of your hand and fell to the ground.

I can't tell what it feels like, it's empty.

A chill came from the skin, like it was wet by rain.

Han Yurou sat on the sofa like this, motionless.

It was still raining outside, and the cold rain knocked on the window, with bursts of cold and crisp sounds, occasionally mixed with the sound of pine and bamboo swinging.

She sat with her knees in her arms, like a sculpture.

From noon to night.

The servant first noticed something was wrong with her and was shocked.

Why did Miss Han sit on the sofa without clothes and sit on the whole day?

It was already dark and Mr. Rong had not come back. The servant was so scared that he dared not enter the house, so he had to call Rong Jincheng.

When the phone was answered, there was noisy music on the other end.

"Hey, who?" Rong Jincheng's dissatisfied voice came, as if he was drinking.

The maid was frightened: "Rong, Mr. Rong, Miss Han, seems, it seems..."

"What Miss Han, which Miss Han?" Rong Jincheng's voice was very strong, "I know several Miss Han."

"This is Jinyuan." The maid was surprised.

"What's wrong? She's going to jump off the building?"

"without."

"Are you going to cut your wrist?"

"without."

"That's all, why do you call me? It's ruining my interest." Rong Jincheng said very dissatisfied.

The maid didn't dare to speak anymore and just whispered: "Mr. Rong, Miss Han's condition doesn't seem to be very good. She sat on the sofa all day without moving."

"She was originally a piece of wood, and of course the wood didn't move. Can you still count on wood?"

The maid suddenly had no words to refute.

"Mr. Rong, that's disturbing."

"Don't bother me in such trivial matters in the future."

"That Mr. Rong... are you back tonight?"
Chapter completed!