Yao Zhi will no longer understand her thoughts. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

In order not to let this sense of powerlessness spread, she said lightly: "I know, Mom, I hung up the phone, you take care of Dad." ”

"Well, you don't have to worry about your father's affairs, with the money funded by Jincheng, the Han family will soon get through the difficulties, and your father's health will get better day by day. As for you, don't think about anything, work hard, and try to accept Jincheng. This time, thanks to him, it's easy to put the icing on the cake, but it's not easy to send charcoal in the snow. Cherish it, don't wait until you miss it to regret it. ”

"Regrets?" Han Yurou chewed these two words gently, and the corners of her lips were sneered.

Yung Jincheng is a demon.

And this demon behaves like an angel in front of outsiders.

However, this can't hide his demonic nature.

"Okay, Yurou, you're busy, it's raining today, wear more, don't catch a cold."

"Mom, I want to go to the company to have a look, maybe I can help."

"No need, the company is managed by your father's people, and you don't understand the company, you will only add to it. Mr. Lin is very dedicated, he will take care of everything and will not let us worry about it. ”

"Mom!"

"Don't talk about it, just do your part, the most important thing you have to do now is to accept Jin Cheng and have a good relationship with him."

After speaking, Yao Zhi has nothing to explain.

That's all she wants to say.

Han Yurou felt that she and her mother really had nothing to say, and she didn't want to say anything more.

"Mom, then I'll hang up the phone."

"Hmm."

Han Yurou hung up the phone, her fingers trembling and letting go.

With a "snap", the phone slipped from the palm of his hand and fell to the ground.

I can't tell you what it feels like, it's empty.

A chill came from the skin, like being wet with rain.

Han Yurou sat on the sofa like this, motionless.

The rain was still falling outside, and the cold rain knocked on the window, and there was a cold crisp sound, occasionally mixed with the swinging sound of pine and bamboo.

She sat with her knees crossed, like a sculpture.

From noon, I sat until the evening.

The maid noticed that something was wrong with her first and was startled.

Why did Miss Han sit on the sofa without clothes and sit for a whole day?

It was already dark, and Rong Shao didn't come back, and the little maid was too scared to enter the house, so he had to make a call to Rong Jincheng.

When the phone was answered, there was loud music on the other end.

"Hey, who's that?" Rong Jincheng's dissatisfied voice came, as if he had been drinking.

The maid was terrified: "Rong, Rong Shao, Miss Han seems, it seems, it seems"

"What Miss Han, which Miss Han?" Rong Jincheng had a very loud voice, "I know several Miss Han. ”

"Jinyuan." The maid was surprised.

"What's the matter, she's going to jump off the building?"

"Nope."

"Going to cut your wrists?"

"Nope."

"That's it, why are you calling me, huh? spoiled the master's interest. Rong Jincheng's tone was very dissatisfied.

The maid didn't dare to speak, so she only whispered: "Rong Shao, Miss Han doesn't seem to be in a good situation, she sat on the sofa all day, motionless." ”

"She's a piece of wood, and of course the wood doesn't move, so what else can you count on the wood?"

The maid was speechless for a moment.

"Rong Shao, that, that's disturbing."

"This kind of trivial matter, don't bother me in the future."

"Then Rong Shao, will you come back tonight?"

"Want to be a master?" Rong Jincheng opened his mouth and smiled.