She didn't know how long she stood outside the door. She squatted down silently and sat helplessly on the ground, hugging her knees, and her legs were cold.

The ground was also very cold, but she didn't even notice it and sat there blankly.

She didn't know where she was looking. There was a white wall in front of her, and her pupils were dull.

Yao Zhi ran over. When she saw Han Yurou sitting on the ground, she couldn't help but get angry: "What's the use of sitting here? Do you have money if you sit here all night? How could I give birth to a person like you?

The unfilial daughter is here, and your father's life or death is uncertain, so you just sit on the ground? Are you stupid?"

Yao Zhi's words struck Han Yurou's ears word by word.

Han Yurou listened to every word.

"Why are you still sitting here? If you feel that I have wronged you, you can just go back and I will keep an eye on your father! Just pretend that we didn't give birth to your daughter! You never know how to think of a way to do it.

If it weren’t for me to mediate between you and Young Master Rong, do you think you can still be with Young Master Rong with your stupid brain?"

"We usually don't ask you for anything, but at this moment, your father is almost dead, why can't you save your dignity and beg young master Rong? Besides, you are still his girlfriend, and you will get married in the future. Please lend me some help.

What happened to the money? Huh?"

"Han Yurou, if you are still sitting on the ground, your father and I will pretend that we never gave birth to your daughter! Don't come to the hospital tomorrow!"

Yao Zhi was scolding loudly, and his words were particularly unpleasant. He had lost all his usual demeanor as a teacher.

Han Yurou listened to her scolding.

She didn't know how long she listened, but she finally stood up, her expression still dull: "I'm going back to Jinyuan."

Yao Zhi then stopped scolding: "You go back now! You don't have to worry about the hospital, I can take care of him. Your father is rescued this time, and he may be cured. Please save him."

"He is my father, I will save him."

After saying that, Han Yurou didn't look at Yao Zhi and walked towards the elevator indifferently.

Her figure is lonely and lonely.

Jinyuan.

Probably because he drank the sleeping potion, Rong Jincheng slept more soundly than ever before, breathing evenly and looking handsome.

Han Yurou took off her coat, sat beside the big bed in the bedroom, and looked at the man on the bed indifferently.

She has known him for two years.

In the past two years, when she was with him, she had only nightmares and no happiness.

All her happiness was wiped out by him. Sometimes she didn't know why he hated her and wanted to treat her like this...

The man on the bed is no different from two years ago. His baby face does not look old, nor does it have any sense of vicissitudes. There are not even a trace of fine lines at the corners of his eyes. In his sleep, he looks like a man who has just entered college.

boys.

A sarcastic curve escaped from the corners of Han Yurou's lips, haha... She knew that the man lying on the bed was not an angel, but a devil.

I don't know if he was dreaming of something happy, but the man suddenly turned over, smashed his tongue, and raised the corners of his lips with a slight arc.

Han Yurou just looked at him indifferently, taking in all his expressions.

It's been two years.

She is so tired.

She has no way out and no motivation to move forward.

Maybe, her life should stop here...
Chapter completed!