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390. Did you sleep here last night?

"Ba" The phone was smashed to the wall and it was split in an instant!

"Grandma, what's wrong with you?" Mrs. Li's panic sounded.

Luo Anning stumbled out of bed. She just wanted to know if Rong Yan was with Mo Xiyan now, and if they were together last night.

A gust of wind rushed downstairs, and before he could change his pajamas, the driver drove straight to the apartment.

The driver looked embarrassed, but he didn't dare to refuse. He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the car rushed out like Li Xuan's arrow.

The drive from Haoting Mansion to the apartment is thirty minutes, and the driver was urged by Luo Anning and arrived in just fifteen minutes!

Standing down the apartment building, Luo Anning looked up at the floor of Mo Xiyan's apartment, and his hands hanging on his side were tightly clenched.

"You are all waiting here, I'll go." After saying to the bodyguard behind her, she walked in with her back straight.

At the same place and the same bodyguard, Luo Anning suddenly burst into laughter.

Rong Yan's bodyguard saw her and called out in a hurry: "Young grandma."

"Let the person be prosperous and the flames come out." Luo Anning said calmly.

"Young grandma, Young Master Rong..." The man in black was in a dilemma.

On one side is Young Master Rong and on the other side is Young Grandma. No matter how they do, they are not human inside and outside.

Just when Luo Anning and the man in black were in a stalemate, Xu Zhiyuan, who had chased after Haoting's residence, ran up and walked to Luo Anning to stand in front of Luo Anning, "Grandma, Miss Mo fainted last night due to the surgery of the chief surgeon Mr. Tang. Mr. Rong just sent her home. Don't think too much."

"Is it just a whole night to send her home? Or are you going home early in the morning to change his clothes and protesting to me?"

"Grandma, you misunderstood. Mr. Rong had a meeting in the morning, so..."

"If I remember correctly, his clothes will be in the lounge attached to his office!" Luo Anning made a loud voice.

Xu Zhiyuan was exhausted from speaking. When he thought of his behavior, he really wanted to slap himself. Why didn’t he think of this?

In the lounge of the presidential room, Rong Shao had all the clothes. Why did he suddenly become stupid and want to go back to Haoting Mansion to get his clothes?

Seeing Luo Anning's colder and colder face, Xu Zhiyuan hurriedly explained: "Grandma, don't get me wrong. In fact, I took my own initiative to go to Haoting Mansion to get clothes for Mr. Rong. Don't blame Mr. Rong..."

"Xu Zhiyuan, get out before I get angry!" Luo Anning didn't want to say much to him. What she cared about was whether the man was with Mo Xiyan all night.

What progress did the two of them have reached?

Also, why is his mobile phone Mo Xiyan answered?

Xu Zhiyuan: "Young grandma..."

"Click—" The door of the apartment suddenly opened.

Mr. Rong's handsome face appeared in front of everyone, and he frowned, obviously the noise outside the door disturbed him.

After a deep gaze, he was obviously a little surprised at the person who appeared in front of the apartment early in the morning.

After being surprised, he asked calmly: "Why are you here?"

The tone was so calm, as if he was asking "What's the weather today?"

Luo Anning stared at him without a moment, his tone and attitude were like invisible knife stabbing her heart.
Chapter completed!
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