"Tsk, tsk." Rong Jincheng held the photos and looked through them one by one, with a bright light in his eyes.

Every photo has this girl on it, but there is one photo that not only has this girl on it, but also a man.

The man looked to be in his early twenties, standing next to her, looking like a young couple.

Rong Jincheng stared at the man and realized that this wasn't Meng Chen!

Did he discover something extraordinary?

He thought that a guy like Meng Chen had never even been in love.

I didn't expect to have such a beautiful girlfriend.

This girl has no makeup on, her face still has a little baby fat, her eyes are bright, and her lips are red. She is truly stunning in the world.

"You have good taste." Rong Jincheng rarely praised Meng Chen.

However, these photos have all turned yellow, and some are even weathered and brittle, as if they would break if they were bent.

It looks a bit old.

Rong Jincheng looked at it several times. According to his guess, the girl was either married to someone else or dead, otherwise Meng Chen would not have put the old photos in the drawer of his office.

Rong Jincheng did not expect that Meng Chen was also a sweetheart.

It's a pity that women are like poison and should not be touched.

Things like feelings should never be taken seriously.

Rong Jincheng looked through the photos in his hand several times, going back and forth.

If he had been introduced to this girl a few years earlier, he might have been tempted by her.

He admitted that it looked really good.

Rong Jincheng shrugged, put all the photos into Meng Chen's office drawer, and locked it again.

Although he is a little curious, he is not an unruly person who likes to take other people's things.

If he likes it, he will only steal it openly.

At this moment, Rong Jincheng's cell phone rang.

"Young Master Rong..."

"What's the matter?"

"Miss Han is out."

"He just left when he left. I didn't imprison her. Where did she go?"

"He said he was going to the hospital to see his father."

"Oh, it's time to go and take a look. I should go and take a look too." Rong Jincheng said casually, "Is there anything else?"

"No more. Miss Han's fever has gone away, but her face doesn't look very good and the medicine doesn't taste good."

"If she wants to die, just let her die. Is such a trivial thing worth making a fuss about?"

"Yes, I understand."

Rong Jincheng hung up the phone, took the car keys and walked out.

He didn't bother to read the documents Meng Chen gave him, and drove his sports car to the hospital where Han Yunzai was.

Ward.

Han Yurou was sitting quietly by the bed, peeling apples for Han Yun.

Han Yun was lying on the bed, seemingly asleep.

Han Yurou lowered her head and peeled the apple very seriously, concentrating as if nothing would disturb her.

A strand of hair hung down, and her face was indeed extremely pale.

It was very quiet, not a sound could be heard from around.

Rong Jincheng quietly walked up to Han Yurou, lowered his head, and kissed her on the cheek unexpectedly.

Han Yurou was startled, and the blade almost cut her finger.

Han Yun was on the hospital bed, she didn't scream, she just looked at Rong Jincheng with wide eyes.

Rong Jincheng's hands were irregular and he hugged her waist, whispering affectionately in her ear: "Peel an apple for your father-in-law?"

"..."

"Father-in-law, are you awake?"

"Woke up and fell asleep again."

"Oh, father-in-law, how is your health?"

"Very good, you don't have to worry about it." She lowered her voice for fear of waking her father.
Chapter completed!