Without the noise, she suddenly felt like a deserted island deep in her ears, and her ears fell into silence.

The villa is in a very remote place. If no one talks, it will be peaceful.

Han Yurou lay on the pillow, crying intermittently.

She was like a helpless deer, alone in the huge living room, but she didn't know where to go.

The air is quiet and the sun is warm.

The sound of fountains and birds outside are looming.

Rong Jincheng finally stopped coming. Han Yurou became tired while crying. She lay on the pillow and fell asleep in a daze.

She hasn't had a stable sleep these days.

Maybe she was too tired, and soon she fell asleep.

She had a dream.

The dream is a happy time. From childhood to adulthood, she has never suffered any hardship.

There is not even a setback.

Maybe it was too smooth, so this happened.

She hated Jincheng.

I hate him very much.

In Rong Jincheng's eyes, she is just a playmate and the freshness has not passed yet.

What does it feel like to fall from heaven to hell? It's almost this feeling...

The dream is very long, and only in the dream she is happy.

She didn't know if she could be as happy as before in this life. She thought it would probably never be possible.

Even she knew nothing about how to walk tomorrow.

The living room was quiet and there was no sound.

Han Yurou curled up on the sofa, like a pitiful cat.

The villa in winter is quiet and quiet, the sky is gray and there is no end to see.

Jinyuan is still in harmony, and the servants are working in a silence, so Rong Jincheng goes out.

The surroundings are brightly lit, and the crystal lamps of the cherry blossom petals in the living room emit soft light, reflecting on Han Yurou's face.

She slept too heavily and her face was covered in fatigue.

So much so that when she woke up, she didn't know how long she had slept.

Move manually.

She had an extra white lamb fur blanket on her body. She didn't know when the blanket was covered with her.

Has anyone come in? She doesn't know either.

She opened her sleepy eyes and realized that it was already dark.

"What time is it..." She lowered her head and lifted the blanket, and was confused about looking for her cell phone.

At this time, a maid walked in.

"Miss Han, you're awake. Master has been waiting for you for a long time."

"When is it?"

“Eight:10 p.m..”

"I've been sleeping for so long, why don't I wake me up..."

"Yes." said the servant, "We see that you are sleeping soundly and don't dare to call you, and the young master doesn't allow us to call you."

Han Yurou sat on the sofa without washing her body, and she looked dazed.

The servant brought her shoes and clothes and helped her comb her hair.

"Miss Han, Master is waiting for you outside."

"Wait for me?" Han Yurou's eyes were dull and she turned around blankly.

Perhaps because of the reason she cried, her eyes were swollen, but the red bloodshots in her eyes had subsided.

"Young Master said you haven't had dinner yet, he is waiting for you to have dinner in the flower room."

"You go and tell him, I don't want to eat."

"The young master said, if Miss Han, you don't go, you will fire me tomorrow."

"Is he shameless?" Han Yurou was angry.

"..." The little servant felt aggrieved, "But that's what the young master said, and he could do it even if he could say it."

Han Yurou had no choice but to stand up and said lightly: "Where is the flower room?"

"Ms. Han comes with me."
Chapter completed!