High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

The handsome face was frighteningly gloomy, and the phoenix eyes scanned her face sharply, as if confirming something, before saying to the servants behind him: "You all go down."

"Yes, Young Master Rong." The servants bowed respectfully, closed the door and left.

Before the panic on Luo Anning's face could subside, Rong Yan approached her step by step, she subconsciously took two steps back, her wrist tightened suddenly, and her body was pulled into his arms heavily by him.

Luo Anning struggled: "What are you doing? Let me go!"

"Why don't you eat dinner?" He asked, clasping one arm tightly around her waist.

"no appetite."

Rong Yan lowered his eyes, "I bought your favorite soup dumplings and fried dumplings, have some?"

"I said I have no appetite." Luo Anning pushed him irritably.

Her heart was in a mess, a breath of despair enveloped her, she was powerless, she was in a dilemma, and she didn't even know what to do next.

"Eat a little bit, you'll like it." Rong Yan said, pulling her to sit on the sofa.

"Are you finished? I said I don't want to eat, but you eat it yourself! I'm very annoyed now, can you go out and let me be alone for a while?!" Luo Anning didn't know where the strength came from, and pushed him a handful.

Rong Yan was caught off guard and was pushed staggeringly, almost falling down.

Surprise flashed in Luo Anning's eyes, and then he turned his back and stopped looking at him.

After living for 27 years, no one has dared to show him such a face. Rong Yan gritted his teeth and stood firm, his handsome face was frighteningly gloomy.

With a flick of the long arm, all the soup dumplings and fried dumplings in his hand fell to the ground, "If you like it, no one begs you!"

After the words fell, he slammed the door and left.

From the soup dumplings scattered on the ground, the soup flowed out, and the bedroom was filled with the aroma of food.

Luo Anning seemed to have been sucked out of all her strength, and she fell to the ground, staring straight at the crescent moon in the night through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Mind wandering.

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All night, I woke up in a daze, woke up and fell asleep again.

Early the next morning, Luo Anning dared to go to the hospital before Rong Yan went to the company.

Because she didn't want to meet him, she deliberately avoided it. Before she could decide whether she should tell him frankly, she could only choose to escape like an ostrich.

Arriving at the hospital, Mo Xiyan had already gotten up, was sitting on the sofa, and was clumsily drinking porridge with her left hand under the care of the nurse.

Seeing her come in, Mo Xiyan chuckled, "Why did you come so early today?"

"To show my gratitude, I thought it was human nature to come a little earlier." Luo Anning sat down at the other end of the sofa.

After Mo Xiyan finished her porridge and wiped the corners of her lips, she asked the nurse to step back.

She looked at Luo Anning with disinterest, and smiled lightly: "Actually, you don't have to take care of me yourself. The reason why I saved you was for Yan's sake."

"The reason why I am grateful to you for coming to take care of you personally is because I don't want Rongyan to take care of women other than me." Luo Anning replied coldly.

"You don't like him, didn't you take care of me?" Mo Xiyan smiled lightly, didn't say anything to her, rang the bell, and asked the nurse to help her take a walk in the yard.

The whole day, Luo Anning sat on the sofa absent-mindedly. At noon, Aunt Li brought food, and she ate a few bites before putting down her chopsticks, saying she had no appetite.

Aunt Li saw it and felt anxious, but she couldn't do anything.

In desperation, Mrs. Li had no choice but to call Young Master Rong to report...