In the days that followed, Rong Jincheng never went to see Han Yurou again.

He only sleeps four or five hours a day, and spends the rest of the time looking for something to do day and night. No matter how much money he is given, he is willing to do it, as long as he is given a job.

Even people in group rentals say they don’t see anyone else every day.

He only goes to the group rental house to sleep and take a shower. He no longer spends money randomly and thinks about his savings and life every day.

After taking a bath that day, he hung clothes to dry in the yard.

"Xiao Liu, are you going out later?"

"If you don't go out, take a nap before going out."

"I've been very busy lately. Are you busy making money to support your girlfriend?"

Rong Jincheng curled his lips and said nothing.

"You are so fragrantly washed, aren't you afraid of being noticed by any man?"

Rong Jincheng: "..."

"A lot of big guys like a pretty boy like you."

"Then I'll pay attention."

"Well, it looks like you have no experience."

Rong Jincheng was hanging his clothes to dry. How could he not know what scenes and people he had never seen before?

Especially in the wealthy circles, there are unspoken rules for playing with women and flirting with pretty girls. People, when they have money and status, they try their best to show off. Nowadays, it’s just like that.

He used to change women just like he changed clothes. He was good at playing and generous. People in the circle called him "Rong Shao" and both men and women liked him.

After drying the clothes, Rong Jincheng went back to his room.

He took out his calendar and circled the dots. Next month is Han Yurou's birthday.

Putting away his pen, he turned on the fan, and the "whooshing" wind blew on him, cooling him down.

He set the alarm clock and lay on the bed, slept for a while, and went out to work after twelve o'clock. He had saved a lot of money these days, but he was still a little short of the gift for her.

It will be almost enough if you save for a while.

He can't just do odd jobs all the time. When he has money, he has to do some business.

He closed his eyes.

The moonlight outside shone in through the window, and a thin layer of light fell on his face. His handsome eyebrows and high bridge of nose were perfectly outlined. The narrow space was quiet, with only the sound of the fan running.

…

This night.

When the office was off duty, Han Yurou was preparing to go home when there was a knock on the office door.

Han Yurou raised her head, Qin Haoran?

She smiled: "Why are you here? Are you off work?"

"I'm here uninvited. I'll treat you to dinner tonight. I said I would treat you last time. I've been busy these days."

"Do you still remember this? It doesn't matter. It's just a matter of effort to lend you my notes. We can help each other."

Qin Haoran walked in to pack the documents for her: "How can this be done? I said I would treat you to dinner, so I must treat you. Do you have time tonight?"

Han Yurou nodded: "Thank you then."

"I should thank you."

Qin Haoran was very gentleman. He took the backpack for her, turned off the lights in the office for her, locked the door, and then took her downstairs.

He booked a Southeast Asian restaurant. The last time he saw Han Yurou liked seafood, the seafood in this restaurant was very good. They were all shipped from the sea on the same day. After strict selection, seats for each day need to be reserved at least half a month in advance.

Along the way, Qin Haoran took the initiative to talk to Han Yurou.

When he saw that she was shy, he took the initiative and kept looking for topics to talk about. The atmosphere was not awkward.
Chapter completed!