She is alone and has an ambiguous relationship with her ex-girlfriend. How can she stop thinking about it?

Young Master Rong had a knowing look in his eyes. He looked at her and hesitated to speak. His face was full of depression. In the end, he could only say feebly and palely: "...I didn't do anything sorry for you."

Luo Anning chuckled softly and lightly: "I know...I know..."

She stepped back step by step, with a weak and tired smile on her face, looking at him intently, and finally, turned around and walked out of his sight step by step.

Rong Yan, don’t say I didn’t give you a chance, it was you who gave up.[

All she wants is an explanation. Is it really so difficult?

Trust is as thin as paper.

Love is so difficult.

Quietly cover your lower abdomen with one hand, child, from now on, your mother will be your only one.

"An Ning! Come back!" Immersed in a world where he couldn't make a choice, Rong Shao came to his senses and saw that Luo An Ning had already entered the villa.

He wanted to force his way in, but the guard closed the door first and remained unmoved no matter how harsh the threats he made.

Even though the angry-faced man in black took out his gun and pointed it between his eyebrows, the doorman just called Christine to report the matter and did not open the door.

Christine expected that the result would be like this, so Feng Qingyun said to the guard calmly: "You tell him to shoot as long as he wants. If An Ning hates him, feel free to shoot."

When the guard hung up the phone and conveyed the master's words to Mr. Rong, you could see how gloomy his face was!

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Seeing Luo An Ningjin walking back in despair, Kristine's lips curved with a nice curve, and she warmly greeted her by the shoulders and took her to the sofa, "Honey, what's wrong?"

His words were worried, but there was a hint of schadenfreude in his eyebrows.

Of course, the object of this schadenfreude must be Young Master Rong.

Looking at An Ning's expression, one knew that his fate would not be much better.

Just thinking about his dark face makes Christine feel happy!

Luo Anning shook her head tiredly, bit her lip slightly, and said nothing. She just sat on the sofa, staring at a certain place with dull eyes, lost in thought.

Kristine sat down next to her, took the rich soy milk from the butler, and put it to her lips: "Here, drink some soy milk. Milk has an unpleasant smell, so soy milk will be better."

Luo Anning pushed his hand away, "I don't want to drink."

Kristine raised an eyebrow: "If you don't want to drink it, what will happen to the child? The child needs nutrition and cannot withstand your troubles."[

The tone of these words was a bit harsh, and Catherine tugged on Kristen's sleeve, indicating that he should take care of the pregnant woman's mood.

However, Kristen just put the cup to her lips: "An Ning, don't be willful, drink as much as possible."

She was already quite thin and frail, and now that she was pregnant, she would not be able to hold on if she continued to lose weight like this.

Kristine did not allow her to abuse herself like this, so even if it was forced, she had to force her to drink it.

Seeing that she was still hesitating, Christine curved her lips and smiled seductively: "Good boy, drink this cup, and my brother will grant you a wish."

Luo Anning was stunned for a minute, then took the soy milk, took a small sip, held the quilt with both hands and asked, "Can any wish be fulfilled?"

"If you want stars but not the moon, you can be satisfied with anything!"
Chapter completed!