Yao Zhi will no longer understand her thoughts.

In order to prevent the feeling of powerlessness from spreading, she said calmly: "I understand, Mom, I'm hanging up the phone, you take good care of Dad."

"Well, you don't have to worry about your dad's affairs. With the money from Jin Cheng, the Han family will get through the difficulties soon, and your dad's health will get better day by day. As for you, don't think about anything and work hard.

Just try to accept Jin Cheng. This time, thanks to him, it is easy to add icing on the cake, but not easy to provide help in times of need. Cherish it and don't regret it until you miss it."

"Regret?" Han Yurou chewed these two words gently, with a sneer on her lips.

Rong Jincheng is a devil.

And this devil behaves like an angel in front of outsiders.

However, this cannot conceal his demonic nature.

"Okay, Yurou, go ahead and do your work. It's raining today, so wear more clothes so you don't catch a cold."

"Mom, I want to go visit the company. Maybe I can help."

"No need, the company is managed by your father, and you don't know much about the company. You only add superfluous information. Mr. Lin is very conscientious. He will handle everything well and won't let us worry at all."

"mom!"

"Stop talking, just do your duty. The most important thing you have to do now is to accept Jin Cheng and have a good relationship with him."

Having said that, Yao Zhi had nothing to explain.

That's all she wanted to say.

Han Yurou felt that she really had nothing to say to her mother, and she didn't want to say anything more.

"Mom, then I'll hang up."

"Um."

Han Yurou hung up the phone and let go with trembling fingers.

With a "pop" sound, the phone slipped from the palm of my hand and fell to the ground.

I can’t explain what it feels like, so empty.

A chill came from the skin, as if it had been wet by rain.

Han Yurou just sat on the sofa, motionless.

It was still raining outside, and the cold rain knocked on the window, making an icy crisp sound, occasionally mixed with the sound of swaying pines and bamboos.

She hugged her knees and sat like a sculpture.

I sat there from noon until evening.

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

Why did Miss Han sit on the sofa like this without any clothes on, and she sat there for a whole day?

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

When the phone was picked up, there was loud music on the other end.

"Hey, who is it?" Rong Jincheng's dissatisfied voice came, as if he had been drinking.

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

"What Miss Han? Which Miss Han?" Rong Jincheng said in a loud voice, "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 slit your wrists?"

"without."

"Then it's over. Why did you call me? It ruined my mood." Rong Jincheng sounded dissatisfied.

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

"She is just a piece of wood. Of course the wood will not move. How can you expect the wood?"

The maid suddenly had no words to reply.

"Young Master Rong, then, then I'm sorry to bother you."

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

"Then Mr. Rong...will you come back tonight?"
Chapter completed!