"The first time I saw you... was when I was sixteen, and you were eighteen that year." Rong Jincheng didn't care, he was going to say, "It's Mr. Dong's seventieth birthday in the capital. I didn't know you were still here."

Do you remember, a lot of people came, it was very grand. I went with Rong Jianguo, and he said that although I was still young, I should see the big scene, and don’t be so hegemonic in school all day long, they are just kids.

A small fight will never become a big deal."

"I particularly hate this kind of situation. It's a game played by adults. I also hate the fawning manner of a group of people. They try their best to please, and they are submissive and follow the crowd. But I can't help it. Rong Jianguo lets me pass."

"I just went if I wanted to. It was just one night anyway, so there was no loss. I went there dressed casually, just to have fun and eat. After drinking some wine, I walked around."

As Rong Jincheng spoke, Han Yurou in his arms seemed to have no reaction at all.

He couldn't help but pinch her waist: "Rourou, Rourou."

"Huh?" she replied weakly.

"Are you listening to me?"

"You tell your story."

"Then you didn't listen?"

Han Yurou said nothing.

Rong Jincheng didn't care, he had already finished half of the story.

"Rong Jianguo usually doesn't take care of me much, and he won't tell me if I drink or smoke. When I was sixteen years old, I happened to be a rebellious teenager, and he didn't dare to take care of me because I would quarrel with him. That night I drank

I ordered a drink, and I didn’t know anyone at the banquet, so I just watched everyone dance.”

"There were a lot of rich girls and ladies coming that night. I looked over one by one, and then I saw a little fairy in the crowd. The little fairy was wearing a white skirt, with a little baby fat on her face, no makeup, and her face was pink and tender.

, optimistic and cheerful, sitting and chatting with her friends.”

"The little fairy is really a little fairy. Once you see her, you will never forget her."

"Her friend is also very beautiful, but my eyes fell on her face and I couldn't move away."

"I have seen many beauties, but she is the only one I can never forget."

"The little fairy didn't look back. In fact, she only needed to look back to see me. I was not far from her, but she never looked back. I heard someone calling her name, Han Yurou."

"I remembered this name right away. Later, I asked my group of friends intentionally or unintentionally. I didn't expect that they didn't know you. Why don't you know? Because you are too low-key and don't like to play. You are not in our circle.

There is no interaction at all.”

"I was unwilling to give in, so I asked some of my younger brothers to inquire again. When I found out, you had already gone to study in Cambridge."

Rong Jincheng didn't say anything further.

Because later he also found out that she was Han Yun's daughter, his only daughter.

Han Yurou in his arms still showed no reaction.

"Forget it, you really don't want to hear what I'm saying. You don't want to hear anything that may have to do with me." Rong Jincheng knew that people must be self-aware.

He no longer talks about the past.

Han Yurou didn't speak to him either.

There was constant wind and snow outside the window, and the strong wind blew the windows, making a "whooshing" sound from time to time.

It was extremely quiet and cold in the wooden house.

For a long time, no one spoke.

"Are you sleepy? How about I light another piece of wood and you can sleep for a while." Rong Jincheng was afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold on.

Han Yurou shook her head: "It's okay, I'm not sleepy."
Chapter completed!