High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

"Mom came to see you specially, do you have the heart to let her down?" Rong Yan persevered in persuading her.

Thinking of Jiang Peihua, Luo Anning was a little shaken.

In all fairness, Jiang Peihua treated her very well, as if treating her like his own daughter.

When she had a miscarriage, she also took care of it herself in the hospital, and she was worried about letting the nurses and servants take care of her.

Seeing that she was a little shaken, Rong Yan picked her up from the bed, and gave her a fresh suit from the closet: "Go and change, we came back from the Rong Mansion specially to have dinner with you .Go ahead, don't keep Mom waiting."

Even though Luo Anning doesn't want to face him anymore, Jiang Peihua will give her face no matter what.

Picking up the dress and going to the bathroom to change, tidying up again, before leaving the bedroom, Rong Yan took her by the hand, wrapping her soft little hands tightly with his dry and warm palms.

Warmth, transmitted through the skin.

"Girl An Ning, come here, come and have a meal with Mom. I came here from the Rong Mansion, but I'm starving." The two came down the stairs holding hands, and Jiang Peihua immediately stepped forward, lovingly holding Luo An Ning's hand, Patted comfortingly.

To be honest, Luo Anning was not used to it, maybe it was because Mr. Rong asked her to divorce that day, and Jiang Peihua didn't object.

She can understand how much the elders think about continuing the incense, but understanding does not mean relief.

Knowing that she had a grievance in her heart, Jiang Peihua didn't force her, and led her to the restaurant, and Rong Yan followed.

Mrs. Li efficiently got the servants to prepare the dinner. Nuo Da's dining table in the luxurious restaurant was already filled with all kinds of dishes that are delicious, delicious, and appetizing.

Luo Anning was seated in the first place by Jiang Peihua, with Rong Yan and Jiang Peihua on her left and right.

Luo Anning spoke unnaturally: "Auntie, you should sit here, I can't sit well."

In the first place, the elders are supposed to sit, so how can she, a junior, have the nerve to sit.

Jiang Peihua was stunned, holding a soup bowl in front of her, and just stayed in midair in a daze.

She looked at An Ning with disappointment and distress, "Girl An Ning, do you blame me?"

Luo Anning shook her head, "Auntie, I can understand you and Mr. Rong. If it were me, I would be like you."

"Understanding is not forgiveness, is it?" Jiang Peihua took the words lightly.

Seeing that the atmosphere at the table was about to freeze, Rong Yan immediately smoothed things over: "Mom, didn't you say you're hungry? Let's drink the soup first. This is the chef's special soup. It tastes delicious. Try it."

"Really, then I really want to taste it!" Jiang Peihua smiled and picked up the soup bowl, sniffed it lightly, and took a sip.

Luo Anning also lowered her head to drink the soup, not very interested.

Jiang Peihua chatted with her from time to time, chatting all over the world, never mentioning her and Rong Yan.

I used to talk about giving birth to a child, but now I don’t talk about it, I don’t know if I’m worried about touching her sore spot.

Seeing her lowering her head to cook the rice, Rong Yan frowned tightly, picked up a chopstick and put it in her bowl: "Eat more, you have lost a lot of weight recently."

Suddenly there was a piece of sweet and sour tenderloin in the bowl, Luo Anning looked at it calmly, and then used chopsticks to clamp the meat into the bone dish.

Make it clear that you don't eat the food he picked up!

"You..." Rong Yan was irritated by her disgusting action, Jiang Peihua quickly smoothed things over, "Okay, okay, girl An Ning has no appetite, so don't force her."