"Yes, now that I think about it, it's probably not the case. Men all have similar bodies. I saw this arm with tattoos and scars. It doesn't look like him."

"That's definitely not the case." Cui Ying said lightly, "It would be best for him to disappear from this world. To be honest, if he hadn't been the only son of the Rong family and was rich and powerful, who would have liked him? His character

It’s not that great.”

"Don't talk about him anymore, it's all over."

The two women chatted and left.

Rong Jincheng, who was hiding in the dark, was really shocked. Cui Ying? Fuck, you can meet an acquaintance in a place like this.

Rong Jincheng cursed a few times in his mind, and when he saw the person walking away, he came out and went home.

These hypocritical women.

He is not scolding Han Yurou, Han Yurou is much more straightforward. At least if she doesn't like him, she doesn't like him. If she drives him away, she drives him away. She's not hypocritical, which is good.

Rong Jincheng was in an extremely bad mood, so he returned to the group rental house and smoked heavily all night.

He played with the pearl hairpin in his hand and was reluctant to throw it away after all.

The light from the cigarette butt flickered in and out in the room. There was only this little light in the narrow space. He did not turn on the light and buried himself in darkness.

The electric fan made a "whirring" sound, which was the only sound in my ears at night, blowing away the smoke.

…

Early the next morning, Han Yurou also returned home from the cruise ship.

Qin Haoran asked the driver to take her back.

What happened last night was like a dream to her. Only the pain in her wrist reminded her that it was not a dream.

Rong Jincheng has been here.

The car arrived at the gate of the community. The sun was very hot. Han Yurou raised her hand to block the sun and walked into the community.

Suddenly, someone behind him whistled frivolously.

"Miss Han, long time no see."

Han Yurou stopped and her heart skipped a beat. Miss Han... In New York, no one except Rong Jincheng knew her name was Han Yurou.

And this voice...

Too familiar.

"Why don't Miss Han turn around? Do you not want to see me?" Pan Wenguang put his hands in the pockets of his casual pants, wearing sunglasses and a black T-shirt.

He took the initiative to walk up to Han Yurou.

Yes, Han Yurou knew it was Pan Wenguang.

She used Pan Wenguang to escape from the capital, but she did not agree to be his girlfriend and kept lying to him that she was in Washington.

Pan Wenguang was probably taking over his family's company in the past two years and ignored her. She thought Pan Wenguang had forgotten about her. After all, a young man like him had no shortage of women.

Not to mention that he would fall in love with a woman like her brother.

But she seems to have forgotten that men all have bad qualities. They only allow themselves to play with women, but they do not allow themselves to be played by women.

She tricked Pan Wenguang.

Han Yurou's body felt chilly, and she shivered under the scorching sun.

Terrified.

Pan Wenguang and Rong Jincheng are from the same family, but Rong Jincheng's emotions will show on his face, but Pan Wenguang will not. He will hide his expressions and emotions.

Moreover, we haven’t seen each other for two years.
Chapter completed!