High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

Luo Anning took a shower, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked down at the colorful neon lights under her feet. She slept on the plane for so long that now she didn't feel sleepy at all.

She ordered room service for dinner and ordered it to be delivered to her room. She lost her appetite after a few quick bites.

Putting down the knife and fork, she paced around the room, feeling inexplicably irritable, not in the mood to do anything, but the more she did nothing, the more irritable she felt.

In such a vicious cycle, she just sat in front of the French windows, with her legs bent and her arms around her knees, watching the neon night scene of London under her feet, letting her thoughts go blank.

Young Master Rong opened it and came in, and saw her sitting on the ground, her back was a little lonely, there was an indescribable difference from her in the past.

I am used to seeing her angry, confident and elegant appearance, suddenly seeing such a defenseless and lonely appearance, Young Master Rong felt a little uncomfortable.

Does she really hate traveling with him so much?

Rong Shao leaned on the door quilt, holding the tie he had taken off, looking at her thoughtfully with his phoenix eyes, Luo Anning didn't realize that he had become the scenery in the eyes of others.

She looked at the sky, and he stared at her lonely back...

1 minute, 3 minutes, 10 minutes, 15 minutes...

Young Master Rong threw down his tie, strode towards the French window, grabbed her violently, and roared loudly: "Luo Anning, you're never finished, does being with me make you feel so uncomfortable? Okay, I don't either. Force you, get out, don't let me see you again!"

I think he has lived for 'years, when has he been so disgusted by a woman?

Let's put it this way, besides her, Luo Anning, which woman would dare to despise him?

For a moment, Young Master Rong's haughty heart was hit, he became angry from embarrassment, and dragged Luo Anning to the door.

He opened the door and threw her out mercilessly: "Go away, I don't want to see you either!"

"Bang—" With a loud bang, the gorgeous door of the presidential suite closed in front of her eyes.

Luo Anning seemed to have just recovered, looked at the closed door, then looked down at the pajamas she was wearing, closed her eyes deeply, and opened them again, there was no emotion or turbulence in her eyes.

She rang the doorbell, wanting Young Master Rong to open the door, but Young Master Rong seemed determined, no matter how she pressed it, the gorgeous door remained silent.

Luo Anning sighed, she didn't even know where she had offended him and ended up being kicked out.

That's all, if you don't let it in, don't let it in.

She went downstairs to the lobby and asked the assistant manager to get her a set of clothes. After changing, she paced out of the hotel.

Although it was summer, the wind in the middle of the night was still a bit chilly. She hugged herself tightly with her arms and walked aimlessly.

Unknowingly, she walked to the Thames River, stood by the river, looked at the colorful neon lights reflected on the calm river, and felt more and more peaceful in her heart.

All the hustle and bustle stopped at this moment.

There are not many people walking on the riverside. There are a few romantic couples walking hand in hand, and homeless people rummaging for food by the trash can. When they find nothing, they will curse: "shi.t!"

All of this is familiar and strange.

The past that I tried desperately to forget has faded unconsciously.

This is the magic of time.