"Thank you for saving me." Luo Anning looked at Mo Xiyan, feeling grateful but also defensive.

After going through so much, there are actually few people who can make her believe. Apart from Lu Momo and Mo Qiange, the only ones are Du Xiaoran and Christine.

Du Xiaoran is a special being, with a regretful first love. Even if he no longer loves, the trust is still there.

Christine saved her when she was in despair. Although he was mysterious and strange, he had never done anything to hurt her.

Even the great kindness is just to let her cook the food.[

Even in the last issue, if Kristine hadn't told about the incident between Rong Yan and Mo Xiyan, she probably wouldn't have known about it so quickly.

I'm afraid I don't know that I have such a strong love rival.

"You don't need to thank me. The reason why I saved you is just because you are Yan's wife." Mo Xiyan glanced at her right hand and smiled bitterly.

"I know." Luo Anning sat down on the sofa and picked up an apple, "Want to eat?"

"Need not."

Luo Anning smiled nonchalantly, took a bite and started eating. He looked at her indifferently, but his tone was extremely harsh: "There are only two of us now, so let's talk about it."

Mo Xiyan looked at her with an unpredictable expression for a long time, his eyes always fixed on her face, as if he was exploring or thinking about the real intention of her words.

Luo An quietly sat silently, and the crisp sound of biting apples sounded in the ward. She was not in a hurry and waited slowly.

For a long time, Mo Xiyan looked at her suspiciously and asked uncertainly: "What do you mean?"

"Don't you know what I mean?" Luo Anning asked with a chuckle. The apple core in his hand fell into the trash can in a parabola in the air.

Taking out a tissue and wiping her hands, she said disapprovingly: "We Ming people don't talk secretly. Rong Yan is not here, so you don't have to pretend."

"Pretending?" Mo Xiyan asked coldly, "Then let me ask you, what am I pretending to do?"

"Are you trying to tell me that you don't love Rong Yan anymore? You're so willing to compromise and be ordinary friends with him, isn't it just to be close to him so that you can attack him easily?"

As he said that, Luo An Ning couldn't help laughing: "Stop being funny, I'm not a fool, and please don't underestimate my IQ and EQ, okay? Frankly speaking, I am very grateful to you for saving me this time, but it does not represent me.

I will allow you to approach Rong Yan again and again with the kindness of saving me."

"I don't know what you are talking about." Mo Xiyan looked at her coldly, with a serious look in her eyes that contained a hint of warning.

She was also extremely calm, completely different from the one who had thrown herself into Rong Yan's arms and cried heartbreakingly.

Luo Anning suddenly admired her a little. Who else would the Oscar-winning actress be compared to her?

"Mo Xiyan, are you sure you want to keep pretending to me like this? If so, then our conversation today is completely meaningless." Luo Anning was a little irritated, so she got up and went to pour a glass of water.

"I am a patient. If you have nothing to do, please leave. I need to rest." After Mo Xiyan finished speaking, she moved clumsily to lie down and rest.[

Luo Anning put down the water glass and walked to the bedside. He stretched out his hand to support her and said slowly: "Since you don't want to say it, forget it. Anyway, I have plenty of time to play with you."
Chapter completed!