High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

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Back at Haoting's mansion, seeing Luo Anning wearing a hospital gown, he rushed up to meet her anxiously, and supported her: "Young Mistress, are you okay? Why is your face so pale?"

Luo Anning patted Aunt Li's hand, and said softly, "Sister Li, I'm fine, don't help me, I'll go up to rest first."

Aunt Li withdrew her hand in a daze, and added worryingly: "Young Mistress, I'll let the servant cook some soup, your complexion is not very good. By the way, have you had dinner yet?"

"Don't worry about it, I have no appetite and I don't want to eat anything." After speaking, she went upstairs to the bedroom.

Mrs. Li still wanted to say something, but when she saw her back in a loose hospital gown, she couldn't say anything for a while.

"Young Master Rong, what do you think we can do? Young Mistress is sick, so it's impossible not to eat..." After all, Aunt Li was still worried about An Ning, and hurriedly turned to look at Young Master Rong who was silent behind her for help.

Rong Yan followed Luo An Ning with deep eyes, until she disappeared around the corner of the stairs, then turned his head, looked at Mrs. Li, and just frowned: "Make some soup and porridge, and make some lighter side dishes. Call me when you're ready."

Mrs. Li laughed quickly, and she answered yes again and again, turned around and went to the kitchen to say hello and was busy.

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Back in the bedroom, Luo Anning threw herself onto the bed, grabbed a pillow, and buried her face deeply in the pillow.

There was a sound of the lock turning at the door, followed by the sound of steady and regular footsteps. She could tell who the owner of the footsteps was.

Without looking up, she growled, "Get out!"

The shoulders were pulled up, and the next second the pillow under her face was taken away. Rong Yan raised her face, and only after seeing that it was smooth and free of water stains, did she slightly stretch her eyebrows.

Sitting by the bed, holding her shoulders with both hands, his voice revealed a little cautious: "An Ning, I asked Aunt Li to cook some soup and porridge, eat before going to bed, huh?"

"I said I have no appetite, I don't want to eat!" Pushing him away, Luo Anning grabbed the pillow, lay down on the bed, and buried her face in the soft pillow again.

Rong Yan didn't force her either, and watched her lying on her stomach, so she could only sit by the bed, and gently stroked her back with one hand, gently, once and for all, with a sense of comfort.

After a few minutes like this, Luo Anning sat up abruptly, slapped his hands away, and stared at him with disgust: "Can you not touch me!"

Rong Yan gritted his teeth, grabbed her jaw and was about to kiss her, Luo Anning forced her face away, but he pulled her back the next second.

The coral-red thin lips were getting closer and closer to her, and in a panic, she waved her hand and slapped them.

"Snapped--"

Time stands still, even the air is silent.

A suffocating silence broke out in the air, Luo Anning stared at his blushing face, bit her lower lip, and turned away from looking at him.

Rong Yan narrowed his phoenix eyes, pursed his thin lips again and again, there was not much expression on his handsome face, but his clenched fists revealed his anger.

"Is explanation really that important? Everyone has a past. Didn't you and Du Xiaoran also have a relationship? Have I asked you anything?"

Luo Anning looked at him as if looking at a stranger, "That's because you can easily investigate everything about me, but I can't. These are not two fair levels, why bother to mix them up?"

Rong Yan twitched the corners of his lips, "You can also investigate, I won't stop you."