High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

Rong Yan interrupted her in a deep voice, rubbed her swollen forehead, left a word, got up and left: "You have a good rest, I will come to see you tomorrow."

"Yan, everything I said is true, you believe me! Before I told you to break up with you, before I left, I stayed..."

"Bam—"

All the words were interrupted by the sound of a door closing.

After getting into the car, Rong Yan thought about it, and said to the driver, "Go to Xuji in the suburbs."

Luo Anning also likes to eat Xu Ji's soup dumplings, and fried dumplings are her favorites.

After so many days of cold war, he is also tired, and there is no point in making trouble any longer.

The extended Lincoln convoy drove all the way to the outskirts of the city. Rong Yan got off the car and ignored the dissuasion of the bodyguards and everyone's staring eyes and eager discussions, and lined up to buy two soup dumplings and fried dumplings.

Back at Haoting Mansion, Rong Yan asked Aunt Li in a good mood: "Where is An Ning, are you back?"

She wasn't in the hospital, so she should have been back a long time ago, Rong Yan said, and went upstairs with still warm soup dumplings and fried dumplings.

Aunt Li turned to his back with a distressed expression and said, "Young Master Rong, that...Young Mistress is not in a good mood, you'd better... don't disturb her rest."

Rong Yan paused, turned around and looked at her: "What's wrong with her?"

Mrs. Li said: "The young mistress came back from the hospital at noon, and she was in a daze. As soon as she came back, she locked herself in the bedroom and never came out."

Rong Yan suppressed the worries in his heart: "Where's dinner? Have you eaten?"

Aunt Li shook her head, "The young mistress refused to eat, said she had no appetite, and said that she was fine so don't bother her, she wanted to be alone."

"I see." Rong Yan turned around and went upstairs, this time, his pace was a little hasty.

When he came to the door of the bedroom, he raised his hand and twisted the door lock. There was a dull sound of 'click', and the door was locked!

"Knock Knock Knock-"

His eyes darkened, and he called out in a deep voice, "An Ning, open the door."

Luo Anning was immersed in the terrible news of lifelong infertility all afternoon, and she was in a trance. She fell asleep unknowingly, and was awakened by a sudden knock on the door.

Hearing Rong Yan's angry voice, she pulled up the quilt to cover her head, not wanting to pay attention to everything outside.

She needs time to sort out her mood.

Even she herself couldn't accept this news, would Rong Yan accept it?

Will Jiang Peihua, who has always longed to have a grandson, and Mr. Rong, who has longed to have a great-grandson, accept it?

She knew that with the news of her lifelong infertility, her marriage with Rong Yan should come to an end.

"Luo Anning, open the door for me! Don't make me repeat it a third time!" Rong Yan's voice outside the door was already on the verge of fury.

Luo Anning jumped out of bed in a jerk, and came to the dressing table, holding the kraft paper bag tightly in her hands——

There was a battle between heaven and man in his heart, whether he should hand over the report to Rong Yan, and let him make his own choice.

Or, can she get away with destroying the report and continue to be with him pretending that nothing happened?

"Bring me the spare key!"

"Yes, Young Master Rong!"

Teng Teng Teng, the sound of a servant going upstairs came from far and near, and then, the key turned the door lock and made a crisp sound.

Seeing that the door was about to be pushed open, Luo Anning panicked and randomly stuffed the brown paper bag into the trash can, took out a few facial tissues to cover it up.

After finishing all this, Rong Yan just opened the door and walked in.