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

"Grandpa, what are you going to do?" His voice was cold.

Mr. Rong roared angrily: "Rong Yan, if you still think that I am your grandfather, get out of the way immediately!"

"As long as I'm here, no one can disturb the peace!" Rong Yan's face was stern and his words were loud.

"You——!" Mr. Rong couldn't breathe, staggered and fell back.

Butler Zhang held him in fear, patting his chest to comfort him.

Rong Yan frowned, and his thin coral-red lips pressed into a tight line, showing no sign of giving in.

At this end, Luo Anning, who was protected by Rong Yan, had an angry cold light in his eyes. Looking at Mo Xiyan's pale and twisted face due to pain, he laughed coldly.

"Mo Xiyan, do you feel the pain? Do you know that Qian Ge was hit by a total of 7 bullets and narrowly escaped death? How can I get it back bit by bit from you?"

As she finished the last word, the sharp tip of the knife thrust into her body, flipped left and right, and then pushed hard!

"Don't—!" Mo Xiyan's eyes were cracked, and her piercing scream was about to break through the ceiling.

Severe pain spread from her right arm to all her limbs. She rolled her eyes and fainted.

Seeing that she was about to fall backward, Mr. Rong took a deep breath and hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up and hold her! Hold her!"

The man in black rushed over quickly. Just before Mo Xiyan's body was about to touch the ground, he grabbed her arm and pulled her up, helping her to lie down on the sofa nearby.

“Bang——” The bloody fruit knife fell on the carpet, making a dull sound.

"Hahaha..." Seeing Mo Xiyan's bleeding and bloody right arm, she laughed wildly.

Seeing her wandering on the verge of losing control, Rong Yan's heart couldn't help but tighten a little. He stretched out his arms to hug her, pressed his forehead against hers, and gently rubbed the tip of his nose against hers. His magnetic voice was deliberately released. Rou, coaxing and comforting, said over and over again: "An Ning, be good, don't think about anything..."

Feeling the coldness of her hands, Rong Yan cursed secretly, held her chin and kissed her softly like feathers on her forehead and eyebrows...

"An Ning, let's go home, eh?"

Luo Anning stiffened and leaned in his arms, as if she hadn't recovered from the bloody revenge.

Rong Yan was not in a hurry, and hugged her tightly, taking all of her thin body into his arms, leaving no gap.

Mo Xiyan fainted, and the family doctor rushed over and stopped her bleeding. Faced with Mr. Rong's worried look, he could only shake his head helplessly: "Old man, Miss Mo's arm is hopeless."

The tendons of the hand were broken into several sections, and it was as difficult as climbing to the sky to reconnect them.

"What about her body? Is she okay?" What Mr. Rong cares about is not whether her right arm can be saved, but the child in her belly!

The family doctor knew about Mo Xiyan's pregnancy, but was ordered not to leak it by the old man, so he understood his concerns. After examining Mo Xiyan, he said, "Don't worry, old man. In addition to being frightened, Miss Mo's health is It’s not serious.”

After listening, Mr. Rong fell down on the sofa and breathed a sigh of relief. Just be fine, just be fine. His great-grandson is fine!

Luo Anning calmed down, looked at Mo Xiyan, and thought of Qian Ge who had become a vegetative state, and the anger in her heart suddenly rose.