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458. Death

Before she could be sad, the ringtone of her cell phone rang in the quiet early morning like a death-seeking moment.

She was upset and answered the phone in a bad tone: "What's the matter?"

"Is it Miss Mo Xiyan and Miss Mo? This is the People's Hospital of City B. Ms. Mo Wan has died. Please come here as soon as possible to deal with the family's funeral..."

"Pick--" the phone fell to the ground.

A sentence echoed in her mind: Ms. Mo Wan is dead...

How could her mother die?

This is impossible, someone must be playing a prank!

Mo Xiyan stood up in panic, struggled to run out, and rushed back to City B overnight.

Her mother is so well, how could something happen to her and she will die without any treatment?!

The only person who could threaten her mother was Mo Qiange, but Mo Qiange has now become a vegetable. Who else is dealing with her besides him?

Mo Xiyan kept eliminating her mind, and a sinister light reflected in her eyes. She made up her mind to make no choice but to let the person who killed her mother live!

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Jiang Peihua only stayed in Haoting Mansion for one night, and the next day he took the earliest plane back to the imperial capital.

She refused Luo Anning and Rong Yan's take-off flight, saying that she would come back to see them when she was in a good mood.

Luo Anning knew that Christine was Rong Yu's existence, and for her, she always reminded her of an unhappy marriage.

The fall with Mr. Rong made her stay in Rong Mansion without any stance.

She didn't want to stay in Haoting's mansion, because the more reason was that she didn't want to disturb the couple's world.

She understands her painstaking efforts, and Rong Yan naturally understands them too.

After Jiang Peihua left, Rong Yan went to the company. Luo Anning called Christine and wanted to ask him how his injuries were yesterday.

Who knew that as soon as Christine answered the phone, she complained: "Dear, you said you want to cook for me, where is the dish?"

Hearing this sound, it seemed that it was okay, and Luo Anning felt relieved: "What do you want to eat? I will buy good ingredients and go to cook for you."

"No, just come directly. The address is in the villa area below your house, A-College No. 8."

Luo Anning was shocked, so close!

It turns out that what he said about returning to China forever was ready to live!

After hanging up the phone, Luo Anning hurried out and arrived at Christine's residence. An English butler kindly welcomed her in.

As soon as I entered the remodeled villa, Luo Anning couldn't help but be amazed. What a luxury!

Wherever you see, carpets, furniture, crystal lamps, ornaments are all luxurious and expensive.

That level is comparable to that of Haoting Mansion, no, it is Rong Mansion!

Christine wrapped gauze on her left shoulder, and a faint bloody color oozed out. She was lazily lying on the sofa watching TV. When she saw her coming, she waved, "Dear An Ning, the ingredients are ready. Go and cook. Don't really starve me to death."

Three black lines slid down Luo Anning's face. Is it so exaggerated? You won't starve to death without eating a meal, right?

Even though she thought so, she honestly walked into the kitchen and said, "I understand, I'll cook for you."

Christine's voice added behind her: "Make sweet and sour fish first, take the rest slowly, don't rush..."

There are so many requests! Luo Anning muttered.

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Baina International, CEO Room.

Xu Zhiyuan walked in from outside with a serious expression, and there was still sweating on his forehead, which was obviously rushing back.

Rong Yan raised his head from the pile of documents and frowned: "What's the matter?"

Xu Zhiyuan looked solemn: "Young Master Rong, I just found out that Bai Qi, the attending physician of the young gynecology, is Mo Xiyan's senior brother in the UK! And... your sperm has probably been transplanted! I'm forced to ask from the family doctor of Rong Mansion that Mo Xiyan is already pregnant!"
Chapter completed!
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