High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

Luo Anning leaned against the wall and laughed uncontrollably: "Yeah, this kind of cold war is meaningless, so please tell me, your old lover is everywhere, how can I win you over! Tell me."

She wasn't afraid of Mo Xiyan's provocation, but what she was afraid of was that the two of them had too many memories, and she wouldn't intervene at all.

Sometimes, she even felt that she was the contemptuous third party, and Mo Xiyan was the real girlfriend...or wife.

Rong Yan's face was gloomy, and he looked at her with serious eyes, while Luo Anning stubbornly met his gaze, sparks of anger collided in the air.

The chin was grabbed and raised, Rong Yan's face holding back his anger was getting closer in front of her eyes: "Then what do you want from me, tell me? Could it be that even ordinary friends can't be made after breaking up? Think in another way, If it were Du Xiaoran today, would you choose to ignore him because of me, huh?"

"We are different, don't confuse me and Xiao Ran with you."

"What's the difference?!"

"Xiao Ran loves me now, I don't know, just love me, but I understand that the past will never come back, and what comes back will not be perfect after all. I will not have any relationship with him that exceeds the limit of friends." Luo An Ning turned her face away, not looking at him.

"He loves you!" Rong Yan gritted his teeth and said.

If he hadn't loved her, he wouldn't have gone crazy because he didn't find her when he was in England. If he hadn't loved her, he wouldn't have been so tired and remorseful during her hospitalization.

Whether a man has love or not, as a man, he can easily tell.

Du Xiaoran's love is forbearing and thoughtful, he thinks about her and worries about her everywhere, that's why he lost her 2 years ago.

Rong Yan's eyes were fixed on her face. When she was in England, the way she looked at Du Xiaoran was so sad and affectionate. How could he believe that she didn't have any feelings for Du Xiaoran beyond that of friends!

"Then, doesn't Mo Xiyan love you?" Luo Anning laughed, putting her hands on his chest and pushing him.

Pushed a few times, but couldn't shake him at all, Luo Anning leaned back against the wall in frustration.

"So what if you love me." Rong Yan sneered, "Even you know that the past will never come back, and what comes back will not be perfect after all, how could I not know?"

"Really." Luo Anning said lightly, seemingly asking but not asking.

So what if he knows, whether he loves it or not is his own business.

Even if he doesn't love her now, it's probably because she was angry that Mo Xiyan left him cruelly four years ago and left.

"Luo Anning, what are you thinking about?!" Seeing her distracted, Rong Yan was so angry that he wanted to strangle her to death!

His fingertips slowly slid onto her delicate neck, but he couldn't let it go!

"Are you sure you want me to tell?" Luo Anning laughed provocatively.

The white and greasy skin was coated with a soft halo under the light, which was so beautiful that it touched people's hearts. It was unassuming, but it could not be ignored.

When she was stubborn, she would widen her shining beautiful eyes, purse her pink and soft lips lightly, and yell at him in a fiery temper.

In the previous 27 years of his life, Rong Yan never thought that, apart from his relatives, who else would have the guts to yell at him.

If it were someone else, they would have been dragged out to feed the bullets long ago!

But Luo Anning, who was born is that unexpected exception in his life.