Jinyuan is picturesque and has beautiful scenery.

When walking into the living room through the rain, Rong Jincheng stopped in his tracks.

"You want to play with me before you suppress it?" Rong Jincheng's strange tone sounded, and his voice echoed in the living room, "Unfortunately, I am used to seeing women who cry, make trouble, and hang themselves. Here, it is useless.

, you are no exception."

Rong Jincheng's voice was loud, but the woman curled up on the sofa made no movement.

He pressed his throat and strode over.

Han Yurou was still the same as when he left during the day, with disheveled clothes and messy hair.

He pushed her shoulder hard!

As a result, what was waiting for her was not Han Yurou's exclamation, but a "boom" sound, and she fell to the ground hard!

"Han Yurou!" Rong Jincheng shouted, bending down to pick her up from the ground, and then he realized that her whole body was burning hot.

Got a fever!

"Damn, you have a fever? So hot? Damn it!" Rong Jincheng cursed, "Are all the servants in Jinyuan free of charge?"

Rong Jincheng kept complaining, but this could not alleviate Han Yurou's condition at all.

She had a severe fever and was so burned that she lost consciousness.

Rong Jincheng was talking in her ear, but she was completely unaware of it.

She didn't even know there was someone beside her.

Rong Jincheng shouted: "Here comes someone!"

"Master Rong!" A male servant quickly ran over.

"Everyone has a fever, how do you take care of them?"

"Master Rong, it's our fault. Shall I take Miss Han to the hospital? It's raining outside." The male servant was frightened.

Rong Jincheng picked up Han Yurou from the sofa. He had already placed a blanket on her body.

"Gungungun, I don't need you to take me there. Call the driver and drive for me. Take the Lambo in the garage."

"Yes, Mr. Rong, I'll go find the driver right now."

Rong Jincheng patted Han Yurou's face, and there was a flash of panic in his eyes. Damn it, why did he get sick when he was fine?

"Han Yurou!" He shook her body. He had never taken care of a woman.

Han Yurou couldn't hear it at all...

"It's really annoying. Women are really troublesome. Don't burn yourself to death. If you're going to die, I won't have a woman to play with."

"You should say something!"

"day!"

"never mind."

From being irritable to helpless, Rong Jincheng had no choice but to show his hands.

Soon, the driver drove up and Rong Jincheng hugged Han Yurou and got into the car.

The rain wet his bangs, and he couldn't tell whether his face was ugly or not. It was still the same as usual, with no special expression.

The woman in her arms seemed to have fainted, motionless, only her body temperature was rising little by little, with no intention of falling.

"What do you think I came back for? Damn it, I'm looking for trouble and I'll never come to Jinyuan again." Rong Jincheng said to himself.

"Drive faster!" Rong Jincheng stretched out his long legs and kicked the driver impatiently.

"..." The driver looked at the sky speechlessly.

How could he drive so fast when it was raining so hard outside?

Han Yurou was so energetic that she finally had some reaction during the bumps in the car.

"Cold...cold..." she trembled.

The voice was very low, like a whisper, but Rong Jincheng still heard it.

"Cold? It's so cold. Don't you like wearing clothes? Are you calling me cold now? I'm the last person to show mercy to you. If you call me cold, I won't give you clothes." Rong Jincheng looked at him.

Woman in arms.
Chapter completed!