Priceless New Bride: Accidentally Offending The Dangerous CEO (Priceless New Bride)

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

"Rong Yan, is there any point in doing this? You are chaining me up and having a heated fight with Mo Xiyan at the same time. Do you think it is fair to me? Or are you just looking down on me like that?"

Coral red thin lips pursed into a tight line, Rong Yan didn't say a word, his figure was upright and stiff. Just when Luo Anning thought he wouldn't answer, he left with just one sentence:

"wait me back."

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

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Rong Mansion.

"Madam, Young Master Rong is back!" Butler Zhang ran in from outside the living room with a smile on his face.

Jiang Peihua paused while drinking tea, and subconsciously looked at Mo Xiyan aside. Mo Xiyan turned 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, slamming the tea cup down on the coffee table, "As long as I'm here, you will never think of marrying into the Rong family!"

Mo Xiyan's eyes were hard, then she returned to her original state, and she laughed softly: "Aunt, I'm afraid you can't be the master of this family. The head of the family is grandpa. Yan is about to come in. Aunt, it's better not to show off your face and compare. good."

Jiang Peihua was furious. All her self-restraint was gone at this moment. She stood up and wanted to teach this ignorant woman a lesson!

With her hand still in the air, Mo Xiyan's eyes filled with tears, she looked towards the door and called out in a low voice: "Yan, you are here."

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

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

Rong Yan walked up to her, put his arm around her shoulders, glanced at Mo Xiyan coldly, then softened his face and looked at Jiang Peihua, who had an angry look on his face:

"Mom, what made you angry?"

Fortunately, my son did not turn to 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 and helped her sit down, "Mom, don't be like outsiders, calm down."

Jiang Peihua was very satisfied with what her son called an outsider's son, while Mo Xiyan's face turned pale instantly.

"Yan, do you have to do this to me? Is it wrong to not be able to control myself from falling in love with you?" Mo Xiyan suddenly looked at him, her tone soft but with a hint of questioning.

Rong Yanfeng raised his eyes slightly, glanced at her very calmly, then pulled off his tie, poured a cup of tea and drank it: "You should know that I hate scheming women who play tricks."

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

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

Rong Yan looked at her with eyes as straight as thousand-year-old ice, and said word by word: "Don't use love as an excuse! Are you worthy?"

If we say what is the most hurtful and invisible thing in the world, then at this moment, Mo Xiyan is the one who was injured to the point of dripping with blood.

It turns out that when the person you love the most speaks to you in a sarcastic and contemptuous tone, the excruciating pain can really tear your heart.

Helpless to the point of despair, if someone could point her to a clear path at this moment.