"An Ning, the reason why you were forced to separate from Du Xiaoran 2 years ago was because Roland was cruel. She knew what she wanted, so she would do anything to deal with you, and what she got was having 2

Du Xiaoran at the age of 20."

Rong Yan said calmly, "When you appeared in England again after two years, she began to worry that Du Xiaoran would be snatched away by you, so she was ruthless enough to strike first and imprison and torture you.

At that time, if you are not found, then next year at this time I can go to your grave and send a bouquet of white chrysanthemums."

Luo Anning was held stiffly in his arms, listening to his deep voice speaking in her ears, her heart was filled with mixed feelings.

Does he already know this much about her and Du Xiaoran?

Mr. Rong patted her on the shoulder and told her to relax, "Actually, in my opinion, you and Du Xiaoran will reach this point today. Roland has contributed to it. Also, you are not as cruel as her."

Luo Anning was silent for a long time, leaning on his chest and closing her eyes to sleep. No one knew what she was thinking, and Rong Yan didn't care either.

Du Xiaoran is just the past tense, but now, he is the man who owns everything about her.

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After more than ten hours of flight, they returned to City S, but the two of them did not return to the Haoting Mansion.

Young Master Rong put on the sunglasses he found from nowhere and then put them on her again. Young Master Rong held her hand and left through the VIP channel of the airport.

Rong Yan did not take her back to Rong Mansion or Haoting Mansion, but instead took her back to the apartment where he had lived for the past two years.

The car stopped in front of the apartment. Mr. Rong got out of the car first. Luo Anning hesitated as his clean and slender hand stretched out from outside the car.

After hesitating for a moment, she put her hand in his palm. He tightened it instantly and pulled her out of the car with slight force.

Looking at this unfamiliar high-end private apartment, Luo Anning curled her lips, and a look of confusion flashed across her clear eyes: "Didn't you say you wanted to go home? Why did you bring me here?"

Young Master Rong led her away, entered the elevator, and pressed the button for the top floor, 36th floor. He turned his head and saw the bulging cheeks of the popular person next to him, and couldn't help but chuckle.

He raised his hand and pinched the small face that felt so good: "In order to add interest, I brought you to the world of two."

Luo Anning rolled her eyes at him, not believing what he said, but she didn't want to pursue it, since she would live wherever she lived anyway.

She is more happy-go-lucky.

The elevator stopped on the 36th floor. Mr. Rong took her to the door of the apartment, swiped her fingerprints, and the door opened with a click.

"Come in, are you still standing there looking like a statue?" Rong Yan chuckled and went in first. Luo Anning curled his lips and followed suit.

To the eye, the colors are very simple, black and white, and belong to the style of a single man.

The interior is very clean, and the large floor-to-ceiling windows provide a panoramic view of the bright neon night view of S City.

Luo Anning walked around the room and found that all the furniture was spotless, and there wasn't even a hair on the ground. Sure enough, Young Master Rong's mysophobia...

Mr. Rong unbuttoned his shirt and walked to the bedroom, saying, "There is food in the refrigerator. You can cook."

"What are you doing while I cook?" Luo Anning asked back.

Hearing her unhappy tone, Young Master Rong stopped and looked at her with a wicked smile: "Is there anything wrong with me taking a shower? Or do you want to take a shower with me?"
Chapter completed!