Let’s not talk about the bodyguard. Just having so many passers-by looking at her makes her want to crawl into the cracks in the ground. How thick-skinned does he have to be so shameless?

Mr. Rong raised the corners of his lips and smiled evilly. He looked down at the dark head in his arms and touched her head in a good mood. "Be good, there are reporters taking pictures."

Be good, sister! Be good!

Luo Anning was annoyed, but she still had to cooperate with him stiffly, performing a loving drama on the street.

Rong Shao hugged her for a while, and when he had had enough hugging and playing, he kindly let her go. Luo Anning immediately withdrew from his arms, took a few deep breaths and looked around.[

She gritted her teeth and asked, "Young Master Rong, where are the reporters?"

"We posed for them to take pictures. After we got what we wanted, of course we left." Rong Shao curled his lips indifferently and strode towards the restaurant with his long legs.

Luo Anning took a deep breath and clenched her fists, okay, she accepted it, and when the scandal is over, I see she won't stay far away from him.

Whether Rong Yan did it intentionally or not, the two of them did not eat in the private room, but in the hall.

Now, the entire restaurant was paying attention. From the moment they stepped into the restaurant, their eyes quickly focused on them.

The manager greeted him personally, smiled so kindly, and warmly and respectfully greeted Mr. Rong to sit down. Luo Anning couldn't help but sigh, this is the benefit of money and power.

Everywhere you go there are people who are willing to flatter and flatter you.

The two sat down, and the bodyguard was waiting three steps away. The manager took the food and asked them to order. Young Master Rong moved the menu and said with dignity and elegance: "You can order whatever you like. I'm the same as you."

That’s fine.”

Look, what a gentle man, what a considerate man!

If she was still a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old who had just started to fall in love, she might have been captured by his noble and elegant appearance.

He secretly murmured in his heart that Luo An Ning still did a good job in the scene. He smiled softly and lowered his head to look at the menu. Most of the dishes he ordered were based on his taste. He suddenly and considerately added: You work

Thank you for your hard work, I need to make up for it.

Of course, she didn't know what Mr. Rong's taste was like. It was natural for him to be disgusting when it came to acting.

Anyway, you don't have to pay with your life if you are disgusted to death.

Rong Yan held his chin with one hand and looked at the woman opposite him lazily. Her small red mouth was opening and closing invisibly, and what she said was definitely not good.

He didn't think she could say anything nice with her mouth, but her red lips tasted really good...

I ordered a meal and the food was served very quickly. Luo Anning was not used to someone keeping an eye on her while she was eating. Rong saw her slightly frowning and waved to the restaurant manager to get out.

The restaurant manager made some polite remarks and then retreated. Rong Yan cut the steak on the plate and said slowly: "I thought that two years of living as a young mistress had made you accustomed to the upper class life."

"I always remember my identity. Getting used to it is one thing, and whether I like it or not is another matter." She knew he was talking about the restaurant manager watching from the side, and he was laughing at her.

Yes, for those of them who have been supported and served by a large number of people since childhood, being watched is as common as eating and drinking, but she is different.[
Chapter completed!