High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

Rong Yan's body stiffened suddenly, and his voice was low and depressed: "Don't think too much, I'll be back soon."

"Rong Yan, does it make sense to do this? While tying me up, you have a fierce fight with Mo Xiyan at the same time, do you think it's fair to me? Or, are you just belittling me like that?"

Coral red thin lips were tightly pressed into a line, Rong Yan didn't say a word, his figure was straight and stiff, just when Luo Anning thought he wouldn't answer, he left with only one sentence:

"wait me back."

Luo Anning stood up and walked upstairs slowly, the two of them walked in opposite directions, walking away step by step...

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Rong mansion.

"Ma'am, Young Master Rong is back!" Butler Zhang trotted in from the living room with a smile on his face.

Jiang Peihua paused while drinking tea, and looked subconsciously at Mo Xiyan, who turned her head to look at her, and smiled softly: "Auntie, what's wrong? Is there something dirty on my face?"

As he spoke, he reached out and touched his face twice.

"Hmph!" Jiang Peihua snorted coldly, and slammed the teacup on the coffee table, "As long as I'm here, you'll never marry into the Rong family!"

Mo Xiyan's eyes turned hard, and then she returned to normal, and she laughed softly: "Auntie, I'm afraid you can't be the master of this family. Grandpa is the head of the family. Yan is coming in soon, so Auntie should not put on a face to compare it is good."

Jiang Peihua was furious from the heart, all her self-cultivation was gone to hell at this moment, she stood up suddenly and wanted to teach this ignorant woman a lesson!

Holding the Yangzi back in the air, Mo Xiyan's eyes filled with tears, she looked towards the door, and called out in a low voice: "Yan, you're here."

Jiang Peihua looked over with anger still, Rong Yanjun walked over with a gloomy face.

"Boy, are you still looking at this vulgar woman with no tutor?" Jiang Peihua withdrew her hand and asked angrily.

Rong Yan walked to her side, hugged her shoulders, glanced coldly at Mo Xiyan, then softened his face, and looked at the angry Jiang Peihua:

"Mom, what made you angry?"

Fortunately, my son did not face outsiders!

Jiang Peihua breathed a sigh of relief, and then glared at Mo Xiyan, who was about to cry, "As long as she is here, I will never have a happy day!"

Rong Yan nodded slightly, helped her to sit down, "Mom, don't be as knowledgeable as outsiders, calm down."

Jiang Peihua was very satisfied with the outsider's son in his son's mouth, while Mo Xiyan's face turned pale in an instant.

"Yan, do you have to treat me like this? Could it be that I can't help falling in love with you, is there something wrong?" Mo Xiyan suddenly looked at him, her tone was weak but questioning.

Rong Yan raised her phoenix eyes slightly, glanced at her very casually, then pulled off the tie, poured a cup of tea and said, "You should know, I hate scheming women the most."

"That's because I love you..."

"Pa—" the teacup was thrown to the ground violently and shattered.

Rong Yan stared straight at her like a thousand years of ice, and said every word: "Don't use love as an excuse! You deserve it too?"

If it is said that what in the world can hurt people the most and is invisible, then at this moment, Mo Xiyan is the one who is dripping with blood.

It turned out that when the person I love the most talks to me in a mocking and contemptuous tone, the pain that I want to die can really tear my heart.

Helpless to despair, at this time, if someone can show her a clear way.