High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

After his mother said that, Rong Yan naturally had nothing to say, so Luo Anning raised his eyes and gave him a dark look.

This small episode soon passed, Rong Yan seemed unwilling to be so disliked by her, he graciously served her food, and every time Luo Anning threw it out, he continued it again.

So repeated, really persistent!

Seeing that the two were arguing like children, one desperately wanted to pinch, and the other wanted to throw it away angrily, Jiang Peihua secretly laughed.

These two little enemies!

After dinner, Jiang Peihua stayed for a while before leaving, Luo Anning stood up to see her off, but she stopped her.

"Girl An Ning, there is no need to give it away."

Luo Anning nodded and did not insist: "Auntie, goodbye."

"Ah... An Ning girl, you should call my mother like a brat, after all, you are still husband and wife." Jiang Peihua finished speaking sadly, and shouted at Rong Yan who was beside him: "Brat, come out with me. Mom has something to tell you."

After speaking, he left without waiting for him to catch up.

Rong Yan took a look at Luo Anning, and found that the latter was completely indifferent. Rong Yan felt really aggrieved, and finally forced out a few words from between his teeth: "I'll see off my mother."

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Rong Yan came forward from behind: "Mom, I'll ask Xu Zhiyuan to take you back."

Jiang Peihua turned around and looked at her son with a struggling look on her face. She looked at him deeply: "Stinky boy, tell mom honestly, do you have to be An Ning girl in this life?"

Rong Yan pondered for a moment, then nodded.

Jiang Peihua asked again: "Even if she can't give birth?"

"Even if she can't give birth!" This time, the words were firm and solemn.

"You know, your grandfather won't give up so easily." Jiang Peihua said worriedly.

Mr. Rong has been an all-powerful businessman for decades, and he has plenty of ways and tricks to deal with his own grandson.

What's more, he and even Rong Yan's weakness is there, and he can often hit the vital point with one move.

Rong Yan frowned, why had he never thought about this?

It's just that it doesn't matter if you don't give up. Feelings don't change just by changing, and love doesn't mean that you don't love and disappear completely.

He took out his cigarette and lit it with a snap.

He took a deep breath, then raised his head slightly, and exhaled thick white smoke into the air: "I will go for a ligation in a while."

"Stinky boy, you..." Jiang Peihua looked at him in shock, unable to believe that such words came out of his mouth so easily.

It's still so calm and calm, and I don't care at all.

Rong Yan looked at his mother with a chuckle: "Mom, maybe you think I'm crazy, but in fact, all I know is that now I can't live without peace. You've tried the kind of empty-hearted, and can't find a place to belong." Is it the feeling? The feeling of desperately wanting to hold on, but in the end there is nothing to hold? The feeling of being at a loss when you lose the most precious thing and don’t even know the meaning of your existence ?”

"I know, how could I not know..." Jiang Peihua looked away, his tone suddenly sad.

Before Jiang Peihua left, Rong Yan heard her say in an elegant voice, as if she had made up her mind to say: "Take good care of An Ning girl, Mom will help you, and won't let you separate."

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Mo Xiyan returned to the apartment sadly, and found Mo Qiange leaning against the door of a Bentley. When she saw him, he also looked over.