Young Master Rong's face was gloomy, making it difficult to understand his true thoughts. After a moment, he raised his eyes with bright eyes and refused: "No, just keep it."

After following Mr. Rong for so many years, how could Xu Zhiyuan not know what Mr. Rong is thinking about now? I am afraid he wants to keep it specially so that he can make the young mistress feel distressed tomorrow morning.

Alas, what a cruel trick. I just don’t know if the young mistress will fall for it.

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The next day.[

Luo Anning woke up very early. Firstly, she had some insomnia. She kept waking up all night, feeling confused. Secondly, she felt a little uncomfortable with her bed.

As soon as the sky turned white, she got up.

The housekeeper was currently instructing the servants to do cleaning work, and was busy in and out of the courtyard, living room and kitchen.

Seeing her coming downstairs, the servants all said hello in unison: "Miss Luo, good morning."

Luo Anning smiled: "Good morning, everyone."

"Miss Luo, you woke up so early, why don't you sleep a little longer?" The housekeeper who was over fifty years old came over with a smile and was very kind and kind.

Since she was also a housekeeper, Luo Anning had a special fondness for the housekeeper. To his enthusiasm, she responded with a smile: "I can't sleep very well, so I just got up and walked around."

"Okay, the roses in the garden are very fragrant in the morning. You can go for a walk in the garden. I'll call you when breakfast is ready."

After walking around the garden, the housekeeper came to ask her to have breakfast, so Luo Anning returned to the living room.

Christine and Catherine both got up and were a little surprised to see her coming in from outside.

"Why are you up so early?" Christine came over funny and rubbed her head.

Luo Anning frowned, slapped his hand away, and said in a muffled voice, "Can't sleep..."

"Indeed, it's strange to be able to sleep well in such a situation."

The three of them sat down in the restaurant. Breakfast was divided into Chinese and Western styles, including milk omelette and bacon sandwiches, soy milk, fried dough sticks, white porridge and side dishes. Everyone's appetite was fully taken into consideration.

Luo Anning had no appetite, but was too embarrassed to spoil Christine and Catherine's appetites, so she had to pick up the milk and drink it.

After just a few sips, she felt nauseated. At first, she held back and didn't show it.

After taking a few more sips, her nausea became even more severe. Finally, she couldn't help but put down the milk and rushed to the bathroom to retching.

Christine put down her knife and fork and looked thoughtfully in the direction where she disappeared. Catherine also put down her knife and fork, got up and walked to the bathroom.

Seeing Luo Anning leaning over the toilet and retching, she handed over a clean handkerchief, and Luo Anning took it and wiped the corners of her lower lips, weakly thanking her.[

Catherine didn't say anything, but kept staring at her belly. Luo Anning was puzzled by her look, and asked in a daze: "What's wrong?"

"Your symptoms sound like pregnancy reactions." Catherine said pertinently.

Pregnancy reaction?

How is that possible!

Luo Anning shook her head in panic: "It's impossible. I've been diagnosed with lifelong infertility. It's impossible to have pregnancy reactions, and it's even more impossible to get pregnant. Maybe my gastrointestinal problem is not good."

She explained this to herself.

Catherine frowned: "Lifelong infertility?"

Luo Anning nodded, "The last time, when Mo Xiyan lost her right hand to save me, I had a miscarriage due to external force, which resulted in uterine damage and lifelong infertility."

Speaking of this, Luo Anning's tone was a little sad.
Chapter completed!