"In the future, as long as we pay attention to not being stimulated and maintain a relaxed and happy mood, I believe that the chance of a sudden attack like this one can be controlled to almost zero."

That's right, this time Mr. Rong suffered from heart disease and high blood pressure, and he lay in the intensive care unit for careful observation day and night.

Because Rong Yan was disobedient and refused to divorce Luo An Ning, Mr. Rong became very angry.

After Mr. Rong woke up, he tried to bring him and Mo Xiyan together under the guise of asking him to go back to Rong Mansion for dinner.

It's not that he can't refuse, it's just that he can't make fun of Mr. Rong's life.[

Mo Xiyan, he will solve it sooner or later, but for now, he still needs time.

Mr. Rong struggled to sit up, and the family doctor quickly helped him up. Butler Zhang stuffed a pillow behind his waist to make him lean more comfortably.

"You brat, old man, I don't have many years left to live, why can't you fulfill my wish?"

Rong Yan lowered his eyes and said indifferently: "If it weren't for you being my grandfather, why should I submit voluntarily? I still have decades to live, couldn't you fulfill my wish and make my future life better?

Be happier?"

"Hmph! After all, you still want to be with that stinky girl Luo Anning!" Mr. Rong snorted coldly, and then he couldn't hold a breath and started to panic.

"Old man, don't be angry, old man, take a deep breath! You can't get angry!" Butler Zhang stepped forward in a panic and patted his chest to calm him down.

Mr. Rong struggled to speak: "This... brat, just... deliberately wants to make me angry to death... It will be easier for him if I die..."

Butler Zhang looked at Rong Yan as if asking for help, and begged: "Young Master Rong, for the sake of the old man's illness, please agree to him! The old man only has this wish. As a grandson, you should be filial to him instead of being angry with him.

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Rong Yan pursed his lips and clenched his hands tightly in his suit trouser pockets. He slowly loosened his fists after watching Mr. Rong take a breath.

After a long pause, Qing Qian said: "Take a good rest, I'll leave first."

"Look at this stinky boy. Ever since he got that stinky girl Luo Anning, he has been disobeying me again and again! What a sin..."

Behind him, Mr. Rong's angry and unwilling words came, and he had no intention of listening to them.

When I went downstairs, I saw Mo Xiyan's eyes were red and swollen, and her tears had stopped.

Seeing him coming down, she quickly stood up and came to greet him. She timidly stopped two steps away from him and said, "Yan, dinner has been prepared in the kitchen. Let's start the meal now. Auntie must be hungry too."

"I didn't know when the hostess of Rong Mansion was replaced by you." His thin lips curled up slightly, and the sarcastic words were spoken coldly.

Steering away from Mo Xiyan, who was trying to defend herself with an embarrassed look on her face, he walked towards Jiang Peihua, "Mom, An Ning is still waiting for me to come home. I'll leave first."

After saying goodbye, he left.

Jiang Peihua glanced at Mo Xiyan who was unwilling to give up, stood up slowly, and called him: "You brat, wait a minute."

Rong Yan paused, turned around, looked at his mother, and asked slightly tiredly: "Mom, is there anything else?" [

"Of course there is something, otherwise why would I call you?" Jiang Peihua rolled her eyes obscenely, looking at him with an expression like 'When did my smart son become such an idiot?'
Chapter completed!