The doctor gave her a lot of advice, and she remembered it all, but she knew she couldn't do it because she couldn't make her own decisions.

She is just a decoration and tool in Jinyuan.

When she came home from the hospital, she bought two pairs of beautiful shoes. She hadn't bought anything for herself for a long time. She looked like these two new pairs of shoes.

One pair is high-heeled, pure white, and the other is flat, champagne color, with diamonds.

She used to like to buy all kinds of things, and she knew fashion and had good taste. Now, she no longer knows what is popular and seems to be out of touch with society.

She went home and had something to eat. After taking a shower, she sat on the bed and tried on her new shoes.

Very pretty.

She looked at herself in the mirror, a little unfamiliar.

She used to love to laugh a lot, but they all said her smile was very sweet.

She rummaged through the wardrobe again and found some clothes that Rong Jincheng had bought for her. The labels had not yet been removed. They were brand new and she had not worn them.

There are also some old clothes she brought from the Han family. They are a bit old, but she likes to wear them.

She can't wear much of the clothes in a wardrobe and usually only wears business attire.

The doctor said her illness was minor, but if it was delayed without active treatment, the consequences would be serious.

In fact, she doesn't care anymore. The most serious consequence is to remove the uterus, and she will never be a mother for the rest of her life. She really doesn't care anymore...

Once you feel relieved and let go of many things, you won't have any knots in your heart.

Just when she was about to put on new shoes, the bedroom door was pushed open.

She looked up.

Rong Jincheng appeared at the door smelling of alcohol, with his hands on the door and his red eyes looking straight at her. His tie and shirt were all messed up, and he didn't know where he took off his suit.

If you smell it carefully, you can see that there is a faint smell of perfume on him.

She reached out and took off her shoes and said lightly: "You are back."

He stared straight at her, from her face to her chest to her feet.

"The shoes are very nice," he said.

"I bought it tonight." Her expression and tone were very calm, "I'll make you some sobering tea."

Rong Jincheng walked in, sat next to her, and suddenly hugged her into his arms, his hands and lips becoming unruly.

He started to kiss her, starting from her face.

The smell of alcohol on his body was very strong, with the smell of cigarette and perfume. The mixed smell made Han Yurou very uncomfortable. She pushed him in refusal: "I'll make you some sobering tea."

"You are my sobering tea." Rong Jincheng refused to let her go.

"Don't be like this. We agreed during the day and you can't go back on it now."

"What did you agree on? Huh?" Rong Jincheng started to lie.

Han Yurou had just taken a shower. He liked the scent of the shower gel on her body. Her skin was very white, and he also liked leaving his mark on her body.

"Don't be like this. You're drunk. Let's talk tomorrow! I'm not feeling well today. Have you forgotten? We agreed that you won't touch me this month." She was a little anxious.

"You are my woman. If I don't touch her, who are you going to touch? Huh?" Rong Jincheng hugged her and refused to let go.

"Rong Jincheng, you are going back on your word."

"Isn't it possible?" He smiled wickedly, "How else would you ask me to solve it?"

"Didn't we have a good talk during the day? I'm sick, I'm sick! Don't you even let the sick go?"
Chapter completed!