Han Yurou knew that she had nothing to say to this kind of man, so she simply said: "I want to be discharged from the hospital today."

"I think you don't look good, let's talk tomorrow." Rong Jincheng lay on her shoulder and didn't let go.

He seemed to particularly like the scent of Han Yurou, the faint fragrance. Even if the smell of medicine in the hospital was strong, he could still smell her scent.

"Oh." Han Yurou did not argue with him, "After I am discharged from the hospital, I will find a job."

"Can't I support you?"

"I don't want you to support me." She also doesn't want his money.

"I want to support you, but I have so much money that I have nowhere to spend it."

"You can consider raising other women, but I don't need you to raise her."

Rong Jincheng frowned and said impatiently, "I want to support you. What's wrong? You are not allowed to work. Even if you are working, you are only allowed to come to Rong's and be my secretary."

"Don't be unreasonable!" Of course Han Yurou didn't want to be his secretary.

If you become his secretary, you will really see him 24 hours a day.

"I'm very reasonable, very reasonable." Rong Jincheng said in a gentle tone, "It's okay if you don't want to be a secretary. You can choose a position in the company. Rourou, can I treat you well..."

"Forget it, let go and we'll talk about it after we're discharged from the hospital." Han Yurou didn't want to chat with a drunkard here.

"I have a headache."

"I'll call a maid for you."

"You have to kiss her so it won't hurt." Rong Jincheng just didn't let go and hugged her waist tightly, his big hands still unconscious.

"Crazy guy." Han Yurou sneered indifferently and didn't want to talk to him.

"Don't kiss me? Then I'll kiss you. I'll be fine if I suffer a little loss."

After saying that, Rong Jincheng turned his face and kissed her cheek.

Han Yurou was so frightened that she almost dropped Yaya.

"You're drunk, let go. If you don't let go, I'll call someone." Han Yurou said calmly.

"But I have a headache."

"I'll call the doctor for you."

"I don't like doctors. Doctors are very cruel. When I had a fever when I was a child, the doctor would prick me with a needle. I just had a fever."

Listening to his childish and childish words, Han Yurou felt really angry and funny.

When you lose your temper with an alcoholic, you seem to be angry at yourself.

"Then I'll help you go to bed." Han Yurou grabbed his arm.

"No..." Rong Jincheng grabbed her wrist in turn, "I fell asleep and you ran away."

"Run? Can I outrun the palm of your hand?" Han Yurou said with sarcasm in her tone.

"No, you will definitely run away." Rong Jincheng's eyes were filled with hazy drunkenness. He smelled the fragrance of Han Yurou, "Unless you sleep with me in your arms."

"Heh." Han Yurou said calmly, "Whether you want to sleep or not."

"If you don't want to, I'll just hug you like this. It feels good."

Rong Jincheng's hands were never idle, sometimes touching her waist, sometimes touching her hands.

At this moment, somehow, his hand touched her abdomen.

Han Yurou pushed him away hard as if she was electrocuted.

A child had just been aborted from the abdomen, and Han Yurou didn't like his touch.

Although she didn't want to keep the child, she still clearly remembered what Rong Jincheng said.

He said she deliberately got herself pregnant...

Pregnant on purpose? Haha...

"Why don't you talk? You talk to me, otherwise I will think you ran away." Rong Jincheng put his chin on her shoulder, "Yaya, do you like it?"

"fine."
Chapter completed!