Han Yurou really didn't know where he got the strength. He was still tired when he woke up in the morning, and now he felt like he had been given chicken blood after breakfast.

Rong Jincheng smiled: "Rourou, I won't say bad words anymore. I will change it from now on."

"Let me see if you can change it."

"Change, change everything. If you are dissatisfied with me, I will change it. I am very good." Rong Jincheng blinked and seemed to be quite good.

"Hurry up and have breakfast. I'll take you out for a walk after you finish. You're feeling weak now, so you need to go out for a walk."

"It's true. I've always been true."

"Stop talking." Han Yurou rolled her eyes at him.

"Oh." Rong Jincheng then shut up aggrievedly.

The morning tea made by Lao San was so delicious that Rong Jincheng ate a lot of it in one go.

When he was almost full, the third child ran upstairs and sat beside Rong Jincheng happily. He stared at Rong Jincheng for a few more times: "Xiao Liu, you are finally awake.

If you don't wake up, we will give up treatment on you."

"..." Rong Jincheng said silently, "You can't give up on me."

"Fortunately not, otherwise I wouldn't be able to see you." The third child was moved to tears.

"I asked you to take good care of Rourou, did you take care of her?" Rong Jincheng asked.

"Of course, you see, little sister Rourou is well taken care of by me."

"She is not your sister!" Rong Jincheng said, "Don't try to get relatives."

"Xiao Liu, how do you think my store is doing? Why don't you work with me? I'm still short of manpower anyway."

"No." Rong Jincheng decisively refused, "I will come over and learn the craft from you when I have free time, but I won't work with you. I am the one who wants to do big things."

"Tch, why can't I do something big if I open a store?" Lao San said disdainfully, "What big thing do you want to do?"

"I haven't thought about it yet."

The third child: "..."

Han Yurou: "..."

The third child sat and chatted with Rong Jincheng for a while, which was equivalent to not seeing each other for more than a year, and he burst into tears.

The third child still can't control his mood, Rong Jincheng is actually very happy.

Han Yurou sat aside drinking soy milk and listened to their chat casually.

After about half an hour of touching, Han Yurou took Rong Jincheng away and took him for a walk in a nearby park.

The weather is hot and the trees are lush.

"Let's go play at your house, I want to see Xiao Huihui." Rong Jincheng didn't want to take a walk.

"Okay, but I guess it doesn't recognize you anymore."

"It doesn't matter. I hug it a few times and it recognizes it."

Rong Jincheng is like a child who has just arrived. He is very happy with everything here. He likes to look around when walking on the street.

He couldn't even imagine that he had been sleeping for almost a year.

"By the way, I helped you get your identity. Now you are a person with identity and no longer a gangster. Where do you plan to live after you are discharged from the hospital?" Han Yurou asked as she walked beside him.

"Can I stay at your house?"

"Go away."

Rong Jincheng felt aggrieved: "How about I rent a house near your home? You sold my villa..."

"Or is it my fault?"

"Of course not, no." Rong Jincheng waved his hands hastily, "It's my fault, my problem."

"You still have some conscience."

Rong Jincheng chuckled: "Then let's talk about it. I'll rent a house near your house and we'll be neighbors."

Han Yurou disagreed: "The rent in my community is very expensive."
Chapter completed!