High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

After getting into the car, Luo Anning stuffed the phone over, Rong Yan was a little confused: "What's wrong?"

"Let Xu Zhiyuan come over."

When my wife spoke, there was no reason for Young Master Rong not to obey. He ordered Xu Zhiyuan on the other end of the phone in a deep voice: "Xu Zhiyuan, I ordered you to arrive at Haoting Mansion within half an hour, or you will bear the consequences."

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When Xu Zhiyuan answered the phone and felt anxious about Haoting's mansion, his heart turned cold, and a bad premonition began to grow.

Rong Yanxin's long body was leaning against the extended Lincoln door, buttoning the lighter in one hand, and holding a cigarette in the other, puffing away, with an indescribably loose and lazy posture.

Xu Zhiyuan took a quick look, but he didn't see the young mistress, luckily.

He stepped forward and asked, "Young Master Rong, why are you looking for me so late?"

You know, it was three o'clock in the morning when I received the call, and it took so much perseverance to get up from the bed when I was sleeping soundly in the middle of the night?

"I didn't look for you." Young Master Rong spit out a long white mist from his thin lips, and pointed at the person walking towards him with his hand holding a cigarette: "An Ning is looking for you."

Xu Zhiyuan broke out in a cold sweat, Luo Anning had already changed into casual home clothes and came out.

Seeing Xu Zhiyuan, she moved her neck slightly, and started to move her wrists again, as if she was about to beat someone up.

Xu Zhiyuan took a few steps back guiltily, and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose inertially: "Young Mistress, if you have something to say, it's better not to use force in the middle of the night, so as not to affect your sleep."

"Okay, I'll tell you 'good'." Luo Anning folded his hands on his slender waist, with a conversational look.

Xu Zhiyuan lifted his guard and stepped forward with a chuckle, "Young Mistress, what do you want to talk about?"

"Say, what did you do in the apartment?"

Xu Zhiyuan took a peek at Young Master Rong from the corner of his eye, and found that Young Master Rong had a gloomy face, with a stern posture as if the mountain and rain were about to come.

He didn't dare to laugh, and said truthfully: "Young Mistress, when Miss Mo called me into the guest bedroom, Young Master Rong had already fallen asleep. Miss Mo said that Young Master Rong was too tired and needed to rest, and asked me to carry him into the master bedroom , Changed his pajamas again. Seeing that Young Master Rong was sleeping soundly, I didn’t doubt it, so I did it. After everything was done, Ms. Mo asked me to leave, saying that Young Master Rong would take care of me.”

That's how things happened, because he knew that Rong Yan was staying with Mo Xiyan, and he changed into his pajamas for him, fearing that Luo Anning would get angry, so he hesitated to say where Rong Yan was.

Luo Anning smiled softly, with a soft voice: "That's all, is it gone?"

Xu Zhiyuan nodded: "Young Mistress, how dare I lie to you, in fact, there are so many, there is nothing else."

"Very good." Luo Anning nodded, and Rong Yan also came up, and he threw the cigarette butt to the ground, "Xu Zhiyuan, you are so courageous, you even dare to take off my clothes! It seems that you still don't understand, Who is your master?"

The husband and wife approached him together, Xu Zhiyuan was sweating and retreated step by step, "Young Master Rong, Young Mistress, don't..." Hit me.

Before she finished speaking, Luo Anning rushed in front of him with a strong figure, grabbed one of his arms, and threw him to the ground with a neat shoulder throw.

Xu Zhiyuan didn't even have time to struggle, Rong Yan stretched out his hand to pull him up, clasped his shoulders, bent his long legs and hit his abdomen hard.