High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

Luo Anning smiled triumphantly, put away her mobile phone and took her bag and walked leisurely behind the two of them, her steps were brisk and effortless.

Luo Anning originally wanted to send Rong Shao back to his own apartment, but she didn't want Feng Churui to let her go back to the Haoting mansion as soon as she got in the car. In desperation, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and go back to the Haoting mansion.

After more than 20 minutes of driving, they returned to the mansion of Haoting. Feng Churui helped the drunk Rong Shao in. Because it was early in the morning when the servants had rested, the villa was extremely quiet.

The two servants who were on duty at night were happy for An Ning when they saw Young Master Rong come back. Luo An Ning asked them to prepare some hangover soup, and the two of them turned around in response and went into the kitchen to fiddle.

"Which bedroom?" Feng Churui helped Rong Shao upstairs, stood still in front of the corridor, and asked her with his head turned sideways.

Luo Anning walked quickly past him, opened the bedroom door, "This is it."

Young Master Rong was lying on the bed with peaceful eyes, as obedient as a child, Luo Anning's eyes fell on him, and he was instantly fascinated.

It is undeniable that God's special preference for him has given him a good skin, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a disaster.

Sensing her gaze, Feng Churui frowned imperceptibly, then stretched it out again, and put down the water glass, "It's getting late, I'll go back first, you take good care of him."

Luo Anning regained consciousness, looked at him who had already left, and hurriedly asked: "Young Master Feng, do you want me to take you back?"

He got into her car and came back together. Now that he didn't drive and didn't call the driver, how he got back is still a problem.

"There's no need to send it off. If you don't mind, lend me your car and drive it back. I'll have someone send it back to you tomorrow." Feng Churui thought she was only looking at Rong Shao and didn't notice him.

"Of course I don't mind." Luo Anning handed him the car keys, sent him all the way to the garage, and told him: "Be careful when driving."

Feng Churui looked at her who was so beautiful under the light that she was a bit blurred and confusing. He pondered for a while, and then he raised his lips and smiled, making people feel like a spring breeze: "Okay, you should also go to bed early."

The car disappeared from sight, Luo Anning stared at the little dot in a daze, she couldn't figure out what kind of person Feng Churui was.

That day Ming Ming kindly rescued her and used his status to pressure her to stand up for her, but tonight he called her to the Xijiang clubhouse to make things difficult for her. The smile just now was so sincere, as if the two of them were good friends.

He is like a fan, Ming. Ming has a refined and handsome smile on his face, but people can't tell how much of that smile is real and what's not.

Returning to the bedroom from the yard, the servant happened to bring wine and soup. Looking at Young Master Rong, she held her forehead and sighed, what kind of wine are you drinking properly, even if you are drunk, don't let me know, okay?

She really didn't want to serve him, so as not to be charged with some scheming girl wantonly approaching him.

"Young Mistress, the hangover soup is ready, don't you want to feed Rong Shao?" Seeing Luo An Ning standing still, the servant cautiously asked.

"Well, here we go."

Resigned to her fate, she walked to the side of the bed and sat down, half-supported Rong Shao to lean against her arms, took the hangover soup with one hand, and brought it to his lips: "Rong Shao, drink the hangover soup."