Leaving aside the bodyguard, just seeing so many passers-by looking at her makes her want to dive into the cracks in the ground. How thick-skinned is he to be able to do whatever he wants?

Young Master Rong raised the corners of his lips and smiled wickedly, looked down at the black head in his arms, and stroked her head in a good mood, "Be good, there are reporters taking photos."

Be good, my sister, be good!

Luo Anning was annoyed, but she still had to cooperate with him stiffly, and put on a show of affection on the street.

Rong Shao hugged her for a long time, had enough hugging and playing, he kindly let her go, Luo Anning immediately withdrew from his arms, took a few deep breaths and looked around.

She gritted her teeth and asked, "Young Master Rong, where are the reporters?"

"We posed for them to take pictures, and we got what we wanted, so naturally we left." Young Master Rong curled his lips indifferently, and strode towards the restaurant with long, slender legs.

Luo Anning took a deep breath, clenched her fists, okay, she's fucked, and when the scandal is over, let's see if she doesn't stay far away from him.

I don't know whether it was Rong Yan's intention or not, but the two of them didn't eat in the private room, but in the hall.

Now, the whole restaurant is watching. From the moment the two of them stepped into the restaurant, swishing eyes quickly focused on them.

The manager greeted him in person, smiled cordially, and warmly and respectfully greeted Young Master Rong to sit down. Luo Anning couldn't help sighing that this was the benefit of Qian Quan.

Wherever you go, there are people who are willing to flatter and curry favor.

The two sat down, and the bodyguards were waiting three steps away. The manager asked them to order with the meal. Young Master Rong moved the menu, and said in a dignified yet elegant way, "You can order what you like. I'm just like you." Just do it."

Look, what a gentle man, what a considerate man!

If she was still a young girl who had just begun to fall in love at the age of seventeen or eighteen, she might have been captured by his dignified and elegant appearance.

Secretly cursing in his heart, Luo Anning still did a good job of acting on the face, smiled softly, looked down at the menu, most of the dishes he ordered were based on his taste, and suddenly added a thoughtful sentence: You work You have worked hard, you have to make up for it.

Of course, she didn't know what Rong Shao's taste was like, acting, of course it was so disgusting and disgusting.

Anyway, disgusting people don't have to pay for their lives.

Rong Yan supported his chin with one hand, and looked at the woman opposite him lazily. The small rosy mouth was opening and closing imperceptibly, and he must have said something bad.

He didn't think that her mouth could say anything nice, but the taste of those ruddy lips was really good...

After ordering, the food was served very quickly. When Luo Anning was not used to eating, there were people staring at her all the time. Seeing her frowning slightly, Rong Shao waved his hand to let the restaurant manager go down.

The manager of the restaurant said some polite words, then retreated, Rong Yan cut the steak on the plate, and said slowly: "I thought that 2 years of teenage life has already made you used to the upper class life."

"I always keep my identity in mind. It's one thing to get used to it, but it's another thing to like it or not." She knew he was talking about the restaurant manager watching from the sidelines, and he was laughing at her.

Yes, for those of them who have been supported and served by a large number of people in front of and behind them since childhood, being watched is as common as eating and drinking, but she is different.

If she doesn't like it, she just doesn't like it, it has nothing to do with her status, her life is her own, and only she knows whether she is happy or not.

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