Han Yi'er followed him obediently. The blisters on her feet made it impossible for Han Yi'er to walk normally, but once he showed it, he would definitely think that he was acting to win people's sympathy.
I tried my best to endure the pain and maintain a normal walking posture, and followed him to the second floor...
There are bedrooms on the second floor. Yun Aotian's footsteps stopped in front of the door at the end of the corridor. He hesitated for a moment and his cold eyes looked directly at Han Yi'er: "When I ask you to speak after entering, you just call Uncle Yun, do you understand?
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Uncle Yun? But shouldn't the servant be called Master? Although she didn't know the reason, Han Yi'er nodded with understanding.
The door opened, the huge room was full of light, and the atmosphere in the bedroom was warm and soothing. If his mother also lived in such a mansion, it would be helpful to her condition, right?
Oh, it's just an extravagant hope. The disparity in abilities between her and her mother can't make her mother comfortable, otherwise she wouldn't be in the situation she is today, unable to be by her mother's side. Han Yi'er's mind is filled with self-blame, and she is thinking about crying every minute and every second.
Her mother lived a good life. It was not easy for her, who was only 20 years old, to bring her mother from the countryside to the city and establish a solid foundation, but she was not satisfied with this...
Lying on the bed was a middle-aged man who was about fifty years old. His hair was almost gray. Although his eyes were closed, his appearance could still tell that he was handsome and handsome when he was young and would never lose to Mr. Yun.
This old gentleman should be Mr. Yun's father, right? Think about it, his father must be about the same age, right? What does he look like? Is he healthy? How to live? Ren Hanyi'er hates her father in her heart, facing the old man in front of her
The husband is also full of curiosity about his father.
"Dad, Yi'er is back." Yun Aotian's tone was very soft, but what did his sentence "Yi'er is back" mean?
"Yi'er, come and say hello to dad."
After hearing Yun Aotian's call, Han Yi'er's doubts were thrown away. Except for the first time they met, Mr. Yun always called herself Miss Han, and now...
"Uncle Yun." Han Yi'er nodded kindly to Mr. Yun, who was sleeping soundly on the bed.
Her performance can certainly be called good, but Yun Aotian did not show any satisfaction. Instead, he felt that it was only the first time for her to meet her father and she did not show any strangeness. Is this the talent of a bartender?
Looking at the look in her eyes...
Full of expectation and gentleness, as if he regarded himself as a member of the Yun family. Thinking of this, Yun Aotian's expression returned to coldness, and he took Han Yi'er's wrist and took her out of the room.
Mr. Han's change? His face was so soft just now but now he is so cold. Did he do something wrong? Han Yi'er was very puzzled. She tried her best to do everything well. In addition, deep in her heart
The longing for his father was undoubtedly revealed at the first sight of Mr. Yun, and the feeling of closeness could not be concealed.
After leaving the bedroom, Yun Aotian let go of Han Yi'er's wrist, his eyes still full of coldness: "From now on, you will be responsible for my father's three meals."
"I know." Han Yi'er paused mid-sentence and asked in a tentative tone: "Mr. Yun, is Uncle Yun sick?"
Hearing her question, Yun Aotian's cold expression suddenly darkened. He pushed Han Yi'er against the wall with his backhand, his eyes covered with a layer of dark clouds...