Chapter 1397
"If you drop it, you will drop it, don't want it anymore." Han Yurou remained expressionless, hiding from Rong Jincheng like the plague.

"Anthracene." Rong Jincheng lowered his head and played with the hairpin in his hand, "If you don't want it, then you don't want it, there are plenty at home, and I will take you to choose from the jewelry box later."

This hairpin is quite beautiful, with round white pearls forming the shape of roses.

She didn't want it anymore, so Rong Jincheng stuffed it into his pocket.

He took her into the villa.

As soon as he entered the door, he clapped his hands: "Come here, let me introduce you, this is Miss Han."

The servants lined up in a row and bowed respectfully: "Hello, Miss Han."

The villa is brand new, and Han Yurou is also the first woman Rong Jincheng brought back here.

"Well, from now on, you will be on call for whatever Miss Han wants, do you understand?"

"I heard."

"Okay, let's go." Rong Jincheng waved his hand again.

"It's impossible for me to live here. I want to go home." Han Yurou stood there without moving, with a cold expression on her face.

"Home?" Rong Jincheng narrowed his eyes, noncommittal, "Isn't this your home?"

"Rong Jincheng, don't pretend to be deaf and dumb with me, I will call my father."

"That depends on whether he has time to talk to you."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting, I just think he might be busy." Rong Jincheng said with a smile, "Let's go, I'll show you to your room."

"I don't want to watch." Han Yurou became stubborn and shook off his hand, "Let me go, if you don't let me go..."

"Show me?" Rong Jincheng interrupted her and coaxed, "Don't be like this, Rou Rou, if you have something to say, please say it. If you think there is something wrong with me, I can change it."

"Rong Jincheng, I beg you, let me go, please?"

Rong Jincheng paused, his eyes were deep and gloomy.

He stroked his chin, seemingly thinking for a few seconds.

His eyes fell on Han Yurou's unwilling face, and he saw hatred and despair in her red eyes.

"It's okay, just think about it for a few more days." Rong Jincheng said in a calm tone, "I'm very patient."

"I don't want to, you let me go..."

"Be obedient, that's fine. If you don't want to think about it, just do it with me once, and I'll let you go." Young Master Rong smiled meaningfully, "If you're willing to think about it, I won't touch you. These few days I don't even touch you. How?"

Han Yurou didn't know that a person could be so shameless.

Who do you take her for?
A feeling of shame and resentment eroded from head to toe, like cold water pouring heavily on her body.

She stood where she was, her legs went limp, and her mind went blank.

She had a different education from Rong Jin. She was raised like a star, and she was among the best in terms of grades and abilities.

But now she has been reduced to the point where she is sitting on a stage, her face is instantly pale as paper and loses all blood.

No, even a girl sitting on the stage will not necessarily be played by others.

And what about her?
"Don't be sad." Rong Jincheng coaxed her, raised her hand to touch his face, "Am I not good? Take a second look, and then look again. Is it thin skin and tender meat, beautiful and delicious?"

Rong Jincheng was very satisfied with himself.

No matter which aspect, I am very satisfied.

"Rong Jincheng, you are a despicable and shameless villain."

"Small? Not small, am I small?" Rong Jincheng felt aggrieved.

He actually said that he was young, and any woman who slept with him would not praise him as "so powerful".

(End of this chapter)

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