High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

Lonely man and widow, and an ex-girlfriend with such an ambiguous relationship, how can she not think about it?

Young Master Rong's eyes were deep, watching her hesitate to speak, her face was full of depression, after all, she could only say weakly and palely: "...I didn't do anything to apologize to you."

Luo Anning chuckled softly, "I got it... I got it..."

She stepped back step by step, with a weak and tired smile on her face, she looked at him deeply, and finally, turned around and walked out of his sight step by step.

Rong Yan, don't say I didn't give you a chance, you gave it up yourself.

All she wanted was an explanation. Is it really that difficult?

Trust is paper thin.

Love is so hard.

Quietly cover the lower abdomen with one hand, child, from now on, mother will only have you.

"An Ning! Come back!" Immersed in the world where he couldn't make a choice, Rong Shao came to his senses, and Luo An Ning had already entered the villa.

He wanted to force his way in, but the guard closed the door first, no matter how harsh his threats were, he was still unmoved.

Even if the face-faced man in black pointed his mouth between his eyebrows, the doorman just called Christine to report and didn't open the door.

Christine expected this would be the result, so he said calmly to the guard: "You let him shoot anyway, don't worry if An Ning hates him, so feel free to shoot boldly."

When the guard hung up the phone and conveyed the master's words to Rong Shao, one could see how gloomy his face was!

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Seeing Luo Anning walking back in a daze, the corners of Christine's lips curved into a beautiful arc, and she warmly went up to embrace her shoulders and carried her to the sofa, "Honey, what's the matter?"

The words were worried, but there was a hint of gloating in his brows.

Of course, the object of this schadenfreude must be Rong Shao.

Judging by An Ning's expression, he knew that his fate would definitely not be much better.

Just thinking about his dark complexion made Christine secretly happy!

Luo Anning shook his head wearily, bit his lips slightly, and didn't speak, just sat on the sofa, staring at a certain place with dull eyes, lost in thought.

Christine sat down beside her, took the rich soy milk from the housekeeper, and fed it to her lips: "Come, drink some soy milk. The milk has a smell, so the soy milk will be better."

Luo Anning pushed his hand away, "I don't want to drink."

Christine raised her brows: "You don't want to drink, what about the child? The child needs nutrition, and can't stand your toss."

The tone of these words was a bit heavy, and Catherine pulled Christine's sleeve aside, signaling him to take care of the pregnant woman's mood.

However, Christine just blindly brought the cup to her lips: "An Ning, don't be willful, drink a little."

She was already thin and frail, and now that she was pregnant, how could she be able to support her body if she continued to be so thin?

Christine didn't allow her to abuse herself like this, so even if it was forced, she had to be forced to drink it.

Seeing that she was still hesitating, Christine curled the corners of her lips and smiled charmingly: "Hey, drink this cup, and my brother will grant you one wish."

Luo Anning was stunned for a minute, then took the soy milk, took a sip, held the quilt with both hands and asked, "Can any wish be granted?"

"If you want the stars and don't give the moon, you can satisfy anything!"

Luo Anning seemed to have thought of something, smiled lightly, drank the fragrant soy milk in one gulp, wiped the corner of her lower lip with the back of her hand, and said, "Then... I'm going to Canada."