Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song-Chapter 192: Young Master Jinhan Is in Trouble!

This competition is quite authoritative and is a valuable experience for Song Dabai.

If he can successfully advance to the finals and achieve a good result, he will go much further in the art of piano.

The little guy also takes this competition quite seriously and certainly hopes that Lu Jihan can watch him compete in person.

But...

"He will." Song Yinyin perfunctorily replied.

She felt very guilty, but she could only lie because she didn’t want her son to be disappointed in Lu Jihan, his dad.

After coaxing Song Dabai to sleep peacefully and tucking him in, Song Yinyin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She was about to head to the bathroom when suddenly, a small sound came from downstairs.

Clang—

Song Yinyin was startled, then realized that the sound seemed to have come from the living room downstairs.

Could it be that Lu Jihan was back?

With a heart full of joy, Song Yinyin went downstairs in her slippers.

In the living room downstairs, only a wall lamp was lit, and there was a vague figure by the entrance.

Because of the distance, all she could see was him bending over, not clear on what he was doing.

"Lu Jihan? Is that you?"

She called softly, her heart inexplicably racing as if it were about to jump out of her chest.

The person straightened up and turned to look at Song Yinyin.

"I’m sorry, Miss Song, it’s me..."

Hearing this voice, the boulder hanging in Song Yinyin’s heart thudded down.

It wasn’t Lu Jihan.

It was... Uncle Rong! 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Uncle Rong, where are you going?"

Uncle Rong was wearing an outdoor coat, shoes, and carrying a set of car keys, looking as if he was going out.

The ’clang’ sound just now should have been his phone dropping to the floor.

As he bent over earlier, he was picking up the phone that had fallen to the ground.

Seeing Song Yinyin, Uncle Rong’s body paused, and an unnatural look flashed across his face: "Oh, it’s like this... something came up at home again, and I have to rush back."

Song Yinyin was surprised, instinctively glancing at the night outside the window, "At this time, you still have to go back?"

"Alas, I have no choice; my family is pressing me."

A hint of apology flashed across Uncle Rong’s face, and he said, "Miss Song, you don’t have to worry about me. Although I’m getting old, my eyesight is good, and driving is not a problem."

"That’s good, be careful on the road."

"Okay."

Song Yinyin nodded and saw Uncle Rong off.

For some reason, she always felt that Uncle Rong’s expression looked flustered, as if something big had really happened at home.

Hopefully, Uncle Rong’s family is okay.

Song Yinyin silently prayed in her heart.

Little did she know, just a while ago, Uncle Rong received a call from a servant at the villa in the suburbs, saying that something had happened to Young Master Jinhan!

This made him extremely anxious.

Over the years, every time the Blood Curse struck Young Master Jinhan on a full moon night, it has become more severe and more painful each time.

Uncle Rong was worried he might be in danger alone at the suburban villa, so he discreetly arranged for a trusted servant to stay with him.

His intuition was indeed correct.

The servant called to say that in the evening, Lu Jihan’s condition began to flare up.

Because the pain was unbearable, he actually tore through his own skin with his hands.

However, the pain still could not be alleviated; the tearing sensation inside his body only grew more intense...

When the servant found him, he had already collapsed on the ground, unconscious.