If he hadn't "lent" money to her father, she would have wanted to strangle him to death.

Thinking of this, Rong Jincheng felt a chill in his neck.

He didn't want to be strangled to death by a woman at such a young age, before he could enjoy his good time, and it would get better and better from now on.

Rong Jincheng really burst into laughter when he thought that he would soon control the two Qiao and Han groups.

Life is so beautiful.

He crossed his legs and played games for a while, with a cheerful smile on his face, which was in sharp contrast to the woman on the balcony.

Han Yurou was on her period, and when she read for a while, her stomach hurt very much.

She got up and prepared to use a hot water bottle.

Rong Jincheng has quick eyes and quick hands: "What do you want? I'll get it for you?"

"No need, I have my own hands and feet." Han Yurou said indifferently and walked past him without even looking at him.

Today she only wore a loose royal blue sweater, and she looked lazy and without much strength.

Rong Jincheng looked at her back, it was really...

But he was in such good spirits recently that he didn't bother to argue with her.

Soon, Han Yurou came over with a rabbit-shaped hot water bottle. The small hot water bottle was just right in her arms, feeling warm.

Rong Jincheng stood up and pulled her to him with a strong force.

"What are you doing?" Han Yurou was caught off guard and fell into his arms.

"Stomach discomfort? Do you know what is the best way to do it when your stomach is uncomfortable? It is not to use a hot water bottle or drink brown sugar tea, but... let a man rub it."

As he spoke, Rong Jincheng's fair hands reached into Han Yurou's sweater.

His palms were warm and he gently rubbed her belly.

Han Yurou was hugged from behind by him. There was a huge disparity in strength between men and women. She couldn't break free and didn't dare to use too much force.

Rong Jincheng held her on his lap, almost acting recklessly.

But he didn't go too far and rubbed her a few times with his big palm.

Warmth spreads in the lower abdomen.

After a while, the pain was indeed not as strong as before, but Han Yurou's face was full of disgust from beginning to end.

"Why don't you say you don't like to laugh? I've seen you on TV and you look pretty when you smile. Why don't you laugh when you come here?" Rong Jincheng looked at her face.

"Can you please leave me alone?"

"Oh, the tone is quite aggressive." Rong Jincheng's eyes narrowed, with a cold luster, "No one has dared to speak to me like this, Rourou, who do you think gave you the courage? Logically speaking, I lend it to you

Your father has so much money, you should take good care of me, right?"

Rong Jincheng's tone was gentle, but there was an inadvertent gloominess in his gentleness.

His movements were still gentle, rubbing her belly.

Han Yurou's heart trembled.

After a long time, she said calmly: "My dad lent you the money just for temporary turnover, and he will pay you back."

"Oh, I also believe that my father-in-law will pay me back."

"If he doesn't pay back, I will pay you back."

"So powerful? It's a pity that your Han family's vice president called me again today and asked me if I could borrow another five million."

"you!"

"Father-in-law borrows money, of course I have to borrow it, and borrow more." Rong Jincheng said with a smile on his lips, "Rourou, am I good to your family?"

There was a different tone in his voice, and for some reason, Han Yurou sounded particularly strange.
Chapter completed!