Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1505 Your biological daughter is in my hands

Yao Zhi covered Han Yun with the quilt and checked his body temperature.

She was relieved that everything was normal.

"Jin Cheng, maybe he won't be able to wake up for the time being. Although this operation is not serious, it still has a big impact on him." Yao Zhi sighed.

"It's okay, I'll wake up, and I'll be safe." Rong Jincheng's tone became more serious with the last few words.

"Thank you, I also hope that he wakes up early and can handle the company's affairs well. Jincheng, it's really thanks to your help. I don't know anything about business. I only know that capital turnover is difficult. I didn't expect you to help .”

"Hey, don't say that, I'm not chasing Yurou, if I don't show some sincerity, I'll feel sorry for myself. What's more, it's only 500 million, it's nothing, I can take it."

"Jin Cheng, I'm relieved that a man like you likes Yurou. You look like a good match for Yurou, really."

"Then I'll wait for Mr. Han to wake up, and then hand over my daughter to me." Rong Jincheng smiled, with a smile on his face.

"Hopefully one day."

Yao Zhi didn't dare to talk too much.

Han Yun is now in a serious condition, whether he will be safe or not is still a question.

Rong Jincheng took a step forward and walked towards the hospital bed.

As he got closer, he could see Han Yun's face clearly.

The man is old and has wrinkles around his eyes.

"I'll sit with Boss Han." Rong Jincheng's eyes revealed a look of grief.

"Okay, okay, Lao Jincheng has to worry about it, I'll make you a cup of tea."

"Thank you, Mrs. Han."

Yao Zhi is [-]% satisfied with Rong Jincheng, and now, she also wants to grab Rong Jincheng's last straw.

Josnian and the others were destined to be unable to catch him. They didn't expect Rong Jincheng to be sent from heaven.

Maybe the heavens are helping the Han family.

Thinking of this, Yao Zhi's eyes gleamed brightly.

Her steps were much lighter, and she closed the small door.

As soon as Yao Zhi left, Rong Jincheng sat on the edge of the bed, his bright eyes had a cold gleam, like a hungry wolf, staring down at its prey.

All around, suddenly quiet.

The curtains were not opened in the room, only a wall lamp quietly illuminated the bed, it was too quiet.

Bit by bit flowed from the tube into Han Yun's body. The middle-aged man on the hospital bed lay peacefully, unconscious.

Rong Jincheng's hand was placed where his heart was, and he knew that Han Yun had just had a minor operation here.

The wound was probably just stitched up.

His big hand was placed on Han Yun's wound impartially, separated by a thin blue hospital gown.

Han Yun remained silent.

"For so many years, I've been living happily, right?" Rong Jincheng lowered his voice, leaned down, and whispered in the man's ear.

While speaking, he exerted force with his palm to hold down Han Yun's wound.

"You are happy, but the person you ruined is not happy."

"You probably haven't tasted the feeling of going from a normal person to a mental illness. I really want you to try it."

"Han Yun, your biological daughter is in my hands, um, Cheng Huan is tossing and turning on my bed every day. When she was in bed, she liked me to play with her, she screamed loudly and sloppyly." The corners of Rong Jincheng's lips hooked Make an upward arc.

"Love your daughter? Don't worry, I'll give you a chance to feel sorry for her. One day I'll have enough fun with her and I'll throw her back to the Han family. Oh, don't worry, I'll give her a lot of money, a lot of money."

Rong Jincheng lowered his head, bent down, and whispered softly.

(End of this chapter)