Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 3008 This man finally died

The sky was gloomy, and there was still light rain in the sky, and the rain fell on the grass, tombstones, and clothes.

At first glance, the cemetery is extremely desolate, with no end in sight, only rows of tombstones, gloomy and frightening.

Yao Zhi held the umbrella for Han Yurou, and shook her head: "Rourou, go home, it's raining. You haven't eaten much for several days, and your life must continue in the future, you can't do this."

"I know."

"I called Rong Shao to pick you up. He might be too busy today to come."

Yao Zhi is still defending Rong Jincheng, even though she knows that no matter how much she defends, she seems a little powerless, Han Yun's funeral...Rong Jincheng did not come.

Although Yao Zhi kept comforting herself in her heart, Rong Jincheng and Han Yurou had been dating for two years, and they would definitely be together in the future, but judging from the situation in the past few days, Rong Jincheng didn't seem to have much affection for Han Yurou.

Rong Jincheng didn't respond to her mention of marriage last time, and Rong Jincheng didn't come to such an important funeral today.

"Don't call him, Mom, what are you calling him for? Who is he in our family? What are you asking him to do?" Han Yurou lost her temper.

"Isn't he your boyfriend? Isn't it right for a boyfriend to come to your father's funeral?"

"Has he ever admitted that I'm his girlfriend? Mom, you're too self-indulgent!"

"He's not your boyfriend. How could he give you so much money? In the past two years, he paid for all your father's hospitalization expenses. The sum is tens of millions. Do you know what a concept is? I think It's because you don't know how to be grateful, and you speak sarcasticly to others!"

"Heh..." Han Yurou shook her head, not wanting to continue the quarrel, "Mom, this is a cemetery, and Dad has just been buried in the grave, can you stop arguing over an outsider here?"

The sky was gloomy, without much light, and the dense dark clouds dyed the sky black, like ink.

"I'm late." Just then, a man's voice came from behind.

Yao Zhi turned around immediately: "Master Rong!"

Rong Jincheng was holding a black umbrella and was also wearing black clothes. His brows and eyes were cold, probably because of the way he was dressed, he didn't have the usual ruffian air.

He came alone.

He was standing not far from the tombstone.

Yao Zhi's face was a little embarrassed, she and Han Yurou were talking about him just now, he must have heard it all.

What was even more embarrassing was that Han Yurou called him an "outsider".

Han Yurou didn't even turn her head.

Yao Zhi hurriedly ran over: "Young Master Rong, it's not too late, it's just right. It's raining today, so I trouble you to run."

Rong Jincheng walked to the tombstone and stood beside Han Yurou, his eyes were fixed on the photo on the tombstone, his eyes were cold and cold.

This man is finally dead.

Yes, finally dead...

When he was young, he had fantasized many times that when he grew up, he must find this man and end his life with his own hands.

It's just that he never thought that Han Yun would die like this many years later, and he hadn't had time to fight, or even confront Han Yun again.

Rong Jincheng held the umbrella, and turned the umbrella to Han Yurou's side to cover her from the rain.

But his eyes still fell on the photo, his eyes were red, and there was an inexplicable chill burning.

The weather wasn't hot, but his body was burning hot.

(End of this chapter)