When Han Yurou was detained by Rong Jincheng for three full days, Yao Zhi called.

It was around four or five o'clock in the morning when it was still dark. She picked up her phone in a daze and said, "Mom."

"Why haven't you come to the hospital in the past few days? Do you know that your father just left without a breath..." Yao Zhi cried loudly on the other end.

"Plop", Han Yurou's cell phone fell to the ground, making a loud noise as it landed on the floor.

In the darkness, her eyes were dull and lifeless, and she was stunned.

It was quiet all around.

Her heart seemed to have stopped beating and was lifeless.

It was very dark in the bedroom, and I couldn't see my fingers.

The screen of the mobile phone was still dimly lit, and Han Yurou was like a rag doll, sitting by the bed without saying a word.

Gradually, there were more sounds of crying in the room.

It was very quiet at first, then slowly, the voice got louder and louder... Han Yurou burst into tears.

Her desolate voice was particularly shocking in the dark night. She was the only one in the room, and she just cried unbridled, without any scruples.

Many, many fragments flashed through my mind in a daze. Han Yun was a good father. He was very kind to her, willing to give her everything, and he was also very loving to her.

He would take her to the amusement park, give her many gifts, and take time out of his busy schedule to travel with her...

All this... is like a passing cloud, nothing is left.

Although she had been prepared for it, when this moment came, she was still at a loss and burst into tears.

She cried very loudly.

She didn't even get to see her father for the last time.

It was still dark, and Han Yurou was cold all over. The blood in her body seemed to have stopped flowing, from head to toe. She was trembling, her shoulders and lips were trembling, and there was endless darkness in front of her eyes.

The crying never stopped.

She didn't know when she stood up to get dressed. She tremblingly turned on the light and changed her clothes.

She carried her bag and walked out of the bedroom.

It's still dark.

The light in the living room was on, and a servant had gotten up to tidy up the house.

When they saw Han Yurou rushing out, they quickly stopped her!

"Miss Han, Mr. Rong has ordered that you are not allowed to leave Jinyuan."

Han Yurou's eyes were red and bloodshot, filled with hatred and pain.

She took out her cell phone and dialed Rong Jincheng's number again.

Since the last commotion, Rong Jincheng has never returned to Jinyuan, nor has he made a single phone call to her.

She knew he was still sleeping at this point, but she still wanted to call.

Once again, no one answered.

Called twice, no one picked up.

The third time, the other end finally picked up.

"Young Master Rong." Han Yurou spoke first, "My father has passed away. Please ask your people to let me out of Jinyuan."

The other end probably hadn't woken up yet, so he asked in a daze, "Han Yurou?"

"Rong Jincheng, please ask someone to open the door. I want to go out."

"What? Say it again and I'll listen. What do you want to do?" Rong Jincheng's voice was filled with drunkenness and he was still drunk.

"Rong Jincheng, my father passed away, please let someone open the door!" Han Yurou raised her voice.

On the other end, there was suddenly no sound.

Rong Jincheng suddenly woke up from drinking, and some things that he was drunk with and dreamed about seemed to become clear and sober in an instant.

Han Yun...is dead?
Chapter completed!