Han Yurou was stunned, but after a moment she came to her senses, stood up and said hello in a friendly manner: "Mr. Qiao."

Josnian pointed to the seat opposite her: "Do you mind if I sit here?"

"Of course not."

"When I first saw you, I thought you looked familiar, but I didn't expect that you turned out to be an old friend." Josnian's voice was calm and his eyes were as bright as ever.

"What a coincidence, I haven't seen Mr. Qiao for a long time. What would you like to drink? I'll have some."

"No, I'll just sit down and leave. My wife and daughter are still waiting for me."

"Are your wife and daughter here too?"

"Yes." Josnian nodded slightly, "My wife is on a business trip to Chicago, and I am on vacation, so I will bring my daughter to play with me for a few days."

"Isn't Chengfan here?" Han Yurou still remembered Qiao Chengfan, and she knew that he was Josnian's eldest son.

"He can't go anywhere, he's too busy studying."

Han Yurou rarely saw such a leisurely Josnian, and she never expected that Josnian would take the initiative to say hello to her.

The Han family and Josnian were very unhappy about what happened back then.

After chatting casually for a while, Josnian said casually: "Are you going to a high school in New York?"

"Well, a financial company."

"They can be considered as companions."

"It can't be compared with Master Qiao." Han Yurou knew that he was a senior and was very humble.

"Are you and Rong Jincheng together?" Josnian's voice was clear and low, with no emotion audible.

"He...he is injured in the hospital. Mr. Qiao should know about the Malay gold case some time ago." Han Yurou knew that Josnian was a human being. There were only things he didn't want to ask about, and there was nothing he couldn't find out.

"He hasn't had a good life these past few years. I don't know if he can wake up this time."

"Being able to reform is the greatest way to make up for one's mistakes." The light outside the window fell on Josnian's face with three-dimensional features. His long eyelashes cut the light into fragments, and his eyes were deep.

"Speaking of this... Master Qiao, we don't know if he can wake up yet. He may become a vegetative state and it may take three to five years to wake up." Han Yurou thought for a moment and knew that now was an opportunity.

If I can still wake up one day, I hope Master Qiao will put aside the past grudges and put the past things into perspective..."

"You don't have to care about things when you shouldn't. I, Josnian, am not a stingy person."

"Then I will thank you on his behalf. If he really wakes up in the future, I will let him thank you in person."

"You made the decision?" Josnian raised his eyebrows.

This question made Han Yurou choke and blush half of her face: "I'll give it a try."

When Josnian saw that she had put down many things, he still had many things to do, so naturally he would not keep an eye on Rong Jincheng.

Josnian casually chatted with her for a few more words.

After a while, another little girl wearing a pink sweater skirt ran over quickly: "Dad! Dad!"

Little Yuzi ran straight towards Josnian, and when she ran over, she climbed onto his lap and let him hold her.

Josnian pampered her and held her over to coax her.

This was the first time Han Yurou saw Josnian's daughter. She was so beautiful, with pink makeup, long black hair, big eyes, double eyelids, and a small golden bracelet on her hand.

Han Yurou's heart melted when she saw it. How could there be such a beautiful little girl?

"Mr. Qiao, your daughter and your wife look really alike."

Before Josnian could say anything, the little guy nodded seriously, not timidly: "They all say the little grapefruit looks like mummy."

"Where's mom?" Josnian asked her.
Chapter completed!