High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

Rong Yan was thoughtful, and after a while, nodded slightly.

Luo Anning took a deep breath, "Why?"

Why didn't you listen to her explanation, why didn't you believe her, and why did you take care of Mo Xiyan all night and stay in her apartment all night without returning home!

"What why?" Rong Yan leaned on the door frame, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and asked back.

"Yan, who is here? Why are you standing at the door and talking?" Mo Xiyan's voice came faintly from inside.

Luo Anning clenched her hands tightly, staring fixedly at the man in front of her eyes: "Rong Yan, if this is your choice, then fine, I will help you!"

After the words fell, he turned and left resolutely.

When Rong Yan reacted and wanted to catch up, Mo Xiyan suddenly fainted on the ground, his steps became stiff, his hands clenched into fists, and suddenly, slowly loosened.

Forget it, what's the point of catching up?

Maybe it's because the two get along too intimately, so close that even the slightest bit of friction will cause a quarrel and a cold war.

From last night to now, she hasn't called herself even once. If she really wanted him to believe, why would she endure the whole night until now?

She didn't show up to explain, but to question him...

Rong Yan suddenly felt very tired, tired...

Perhaps it is the best choice to let each other calm down.

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When Du Xiaoran left, he sent a text message to Luo Anning, only three short words: May you be well.

At that moment, the tip of Luo Anning's nose suddenly became sour, and tears wanted to fall out of nowhere...

It turns out that people who are sincere to themselves will only understand after Qian Fan has died.

Du Xiaoran's departure made Luo Anning think of Christine and Catherine, and thinking of the global bounty wanted, her heart ached.

She never asked what their identities were, but it wasn't hard to guess the specialness of their occupations from their daily actions.

Global bounty warrants are not a joke, even if no one can catch them, but under the temptation of money, countless people are willing to squeeze their heads and blood to do this.

After hesitating again and again, worrying about their safety, Luo Anning called Christine.

Purely with the mentality of giving it a try, she never thought that Christine's phone call would still be able to get through on this sensitive cusp.

However, the fact is often unexpected, the phone got through!

"Dear An Ning, miss me?"

It was Christine who answered the phone, her voice was three points enchanting and seven points playful as always.

However, it is so reassuring.

Luo Anning curled her lips, not intending to spit him out, he hesitated for a while, and then asked cautiously: "I don't have time to be poor with you! Christine, tell me the truth, the fugitive killer on the global bounty warrant is Not... you and Catherine?"

Christine's smile stopped, and then the joking voice sounded again: "Assassin? It seems like a good job, at least it's cool, isn't it? Oh... So An Ning, you like killers, but it's a pity... I don't."

"Kristen!" Luo Anning gritted his teeth and roared, "What time is it, you are still in the mood to tease me here. Let me ask you, are you and Catherine safe now?!"

The other end of the phone suddenly fell silent, Luo Anning gripped the phone tightly, and called a few words in a hurry: "Hello? Hello?! Christine, are you listening?!"