I don't want a crematorium

Fortunately, Han Yang went there in time, and Gu Yu didn't bleed too much, so after the wound was stitched up, he only needed to lie down for a few days to recover.

Gu Yu was still in a coma after taking the anesthetic, Han Yang walked out of the ward, but met Mu Zecheng.

He looked at Mu Zecheng, who was thinner than before, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"No, routine physical examination." Mu Zecheng looked at the ward behind him, and raised the corner of his mouth, "Is something wrong?"

"Ah, something happened to Yu Yingrong."

"Need to talk to me?"

"It's okay, I can handle it."

"Really?" Mu Zecheng said softly.

Watching Han Yang leave in the elevator, Mu Zecheng stood there for a while.

"Mr. Mu! Why are you up? You should rest on the bed for a while." A nurse ran over with a small step, holding a tray in her hand, "This is the medicine that needs to be taken today."

Mu Zecheng glanced lightly, picked up the water and drank it.

After speaking, he raised his chin and pointed to the opposite ward, "What's the matter with the people inside?"

"I heard that he was stabbed in the abdomen."

"Call my secretary over here." After Mu Zecheng finished speaking, he took the elevator back to the top floor.

After several days without going home, Yu Yingrong received a call from his parents.

He has been a little irritable recently, and he doesn't know how to cover it up in front of his parents, but he has already called, so he can't do without going back.

As soon as he got home, Yu Yingrong saw other people in the living room, they looked like a mother and daughter, probably guests, Yu Yingrong thought to himself.

Hearing his voice, Yu's mother, He Yezhi, turned her head and beckoned, "Come quickly, meet your Aunt Ji."

Yu Yingrong wondered when he had an aunt named Ji.

Yu Xiu, who was sitting next to him, saw something strange in his eyes, but Yu Yingrong didn't think too much about it, he was a little tired, and went back to his room after saying hello to the guests, "Aunt Ji."

He didn't intend to sit down, but He Yezhi reached out and pulled him to sit beside her.

"Oh, it's better to see once than to hear a hundred times. What a talent." The graceful wife on the opposite side narrowed her eyes and smiled.

Aha?Seeing is better than hearing a hundred things.Yu Yingrong was a little displeased.

"That's your Aunt Ji's daughter, Zhu Wenlin." He Yezhi stretched out her hand and introduced.

Sitting opposite was a young woman, not bad looking, although she couldn't compare with Yu Yingrong, but she did look like a lady, she behaved well and said with a smile: "Hello."

"Hello." Yu Yingrong questioned patiently.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Yu and I are still in the same university."

"Oh, it's just a coincidence. Did you meet Ying Rong at school?"

Zhu Wenlin covered her mouth and smiled, "Auntie was joking, I am a few years younger than Mr. Yu, so I can be regarded as my senior."

"Oh, that's true. Look at my memory. Ying Rong is indeed a few years older than you." He Yezhi laughed, her eyes flicked between the girl and her son, "However, it seems that you should have something in common. topic."

Yu Yingrong's expression turned cold instantly.

In this atmosphere, as long as Yu Yingrong didn't burn his brains out, he would know that he was making a blind date for himself.

He stood up with a jerk, "I'm going back to my room first."

"Oh? What's wrong?" He Yezhi hurriedly smoothed things over, "Is Ying Rong feeling unwell?"

"No." Yu Yingrong looked at the woman, "I just don't want to stay any longer."

He Yezhi's expression also faded, "Yu Yingrong, you are very rude."

"What? Should I stay if I don't like it?"

"Where do you dislike so much?" He Yezhi picked up the teacup, "Or do you not like the surname Yu?"

"!" Yu Xiu who was next to her couldn't help opening her eyes wide, and shouted, "Mom."

What is this talking about?How do you say it's so serious.

The mother and daughter on the opposite side were also very powerful, but their faces did not change at all when they saw this scene.

After all, they are the ones who ask for help.But it's really not suitable to stay any longer at this time.The lady patted her daughter's hand and said with a smile:

"Then let's take our leave first, Mrs. Yu. Come visit again next time."

"I'll see you off." He Yezhi stood up decently, walked to Yu Yingrong's side and said, "Stay here, I have something to say to your father later."

When He Yezhi came back, Yu Yingrong was standing in front of the window, and there was still the tea they drank just now on the table.

Yu Xiu was at a loss at the side.

"Yu Xiu, you go back to school." He Yezhi said to her.

The place was cleaned up, and only the mother and child were left in the living room.

Yu Yingrong's face was full of displeasure, "Why did you suddenly give me a blind date?"

"It's not a blind date." He Yezhi said calmly, "Zhu Wenlin is your fiancée."

Business marriages are not uncommon, let alone people like them.Even Yu Yingrong's parents are the result of a strong alliance.

"What?!" Yu Yingrong stood up, "This is too nonsense."

"It's you, stop messing around." He Yezhi raised his head and looked at his son, "Your father and I spoiled you since childhood, but you have grown up, and we will not spoil you forever."

"So just arrange a fiancée for me? You know that I like—"

"You have to remember one thing, it's impossible for you to be with any man in our house. We made you mess up too much before."

"Who is this time?" Yu Yingrong sat on the sofa, "Han Yang again? He proposed to let me get married?"

"You don't need to care who it is. You can't change the fact that you want to get married. Even if it's not this Zhu Wenlin, it will be the next one."

"It's like this every time." Yu Yingrong got up directly and walked outside.

While walking, he called Han Yang on the phone, and continued calling if he didn't answer him.

Finally, when Yu Yingrong was about to attack his company, Han Yang picked it up.

He sat in the driver's seat, "It's just a meal, so why not come. Or are you afraid that I will eat you?"

"There's nothing to talk about between us."

"This is the last time." Yu Yingrong started the car, "You must come here."