The handsome face was frighteningly gloomy, and his phoenix eyes glanced sharply around her face, as if confirming something. After a moment, he said to the servants behind him: "All of you, get out."

"Yes, Mr. Rong." The servants bowed respectfully, closed the door and left.

Before Luo An Ning could calm down the panic on her face, Rong Yan was approaching her step by step. She subconsciously took two steps back, her wrists tightened suddenly, and her body was pulled heavily into his arms.

Luo Anning struggled: "What are you doing? Let me go!"

"Why don't you have dinner?" he asked, clasping one arm tightly around her waist.[

"No appetite."

Rong Yan's eyes lowered, "I bought the soup dumplings and fried dumplings you like, would you like some?"

"I said I have no appetite." Luo Anning pushed him irritably.

Her heart was in a mess, and a feeling of despair enveloped her. She was powerless, in trouble, and she didn't even know what to do next.

"Eat a little, you will like it." Rong Yan said, pulling her to sit on the sofa.

"Are you done? I said I don't want to eat, you have to eat by yourself! I'm very annoyed now, can you go out and let me be alone?!" Luo Anning didn't know where he got the strength to push him.

A handful.

Rong Yan was unprepared and was pushed so hard that he almost fell down.

A flash of surprise flashed in Luo Anning's eyes, and then she turned her back and stopped looking at him.

After living for twenty-seven years, no one dared to look down on him like this. Rong Yan gritted his teeth and stood firm, his handsome face frighteningly gloomy.

With a flick of his long arm, all the soup dumplings and fried dumplings in his hand fell to the ground, "Eat it if you like, no one wants to ask you!"

After saying that, he slammed the door and left.

The soup dumplings were scattered on the floor, the soup was flowing out, and the bedroom was filled with the aroma of food.

Luo Anning seemed to have been drained of all her strength, and fell to the ground, looking straight through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the crescent moon in the night.

The mind wanders.

…………

All night long, I woke up in a daze, woke up and fell asleep again.

Early the next morning, Luo Anning went to the hospital before Rong Yan went to the company.

Because she didn't want to meet him, she deliberately avoided it. Before she could decide whether to tell him frankly, she had no choice but to escape.

When we arrived at the hospital, Mo Xiyan had already gotten up and was sitting on the sofa, clumsily drinking porridge with her left hand under the care of the nurse.[

Seeing her coming in, Mo Xiyan chuckled: "Why are you here so early today?"

"To show my gratitude, I thought it was human nature to come a little earlier." Luo Anning sat down at the other end of the sofa.

After Mo Xiyan finished her porridge, she wiped the corners of her lips and asked the nurse to leave.

She looked at Luo An Ning with wan interest, and smiled lightly: "Actually, you don't have to take care of me personally. The reason why I saved you was just for Yan's sake."

"The reason why I am grateful to you and come to take care of you personally is because I don't want Rong Yan to take care of other women besides me." Luo Anning replied to her coldly.

"Don't you like that he took care of me too?" Mo Xiyan chuckled and without saying anything else, she rang the bell and asked the nurse to help her go for a walk in the yard.

All day long, Luo Anning sat absentmindedly on the sofa. At noon, Sister-in-law Li brought food, and she ate a few hastily before putting down her chopsticks, saying she had no appetite.

Sister-in-law Li was anxious in her eyes, but there was nothing she could do about it.
Chapter completed!