Mr. Rong's face was dark, making people unable to understand his true thoughts. After a moment, his eyes lit up and refused, "No, just keep it."

After following Mr. Rong for so many years, how could Xu Zhiyuan not know what Mr. Rong is now making a move? I'm afraid he wants to keep it specially, so that the young lady will feel distressed tomorrow morning.

Alas, what a trick to make, I just don’t know if the young grandma will take the bait.

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The next day.

Luo Anning got up very early. On the one hand, she had some insomnia and had a sleep all night and woke up in a daze. On the other hand, she had some recognition of the bed.

As soon as the sky turned white, she got up.

The housekeeper is now directing the servants to do the cleaning work, busy in and out of the living room and kitchen of the yard.

When the servants saw her downstairs, they said hello in unison: "Miss Luo, good morning."

Luo Anning smiled: "Everyone is early."

"Miss Luo, getting up so early, why don't you sleep for a while?" The butler, who was over 50 years old, walked over with a smile, very kind and kind.

Because she was also a housekeeper, Luo Anning had a special affection for the housekeeper and was enthusiastic about him. She also responded with a smile: "I can't sleep much, so I just got up and have a walk."

"Okay, the roses in the garden have a strong aroma in the morning. You can take a walk in the garden. Breakfast will be ready later, I'll call you."

After walking around the garden, the butler happened to ask her to have breakfast, and Luo Anning returned to the living room.

Both Christine and Catherine got up and were a little surprised to see her coming in from outside.

"Why are you getting up so early?" Christine walked over with a hilarious look and rubbed her head.

Luo Anning frowned, patted his hand away, and his voice was muffled: "I can't sleep..."

"Indeed, it would be strange if this situation can make you sleep well."

The three of them sat in the restaurant. The breakfast was divided into Chinese and Western styles, milk fried eggs and bacon sandwiches, soy milk fried dough sticks and white porridge and side dishes, which fully considered the taste of no one.

Luo Anning had no appetite, but was embarrassed to sweep away the appetites of Christine and Catherine, so she had to pick up the milk and drink it.

After taking a few sips, she felt nauseous and nauseous. At first, she held back and didn't show it.

After drinking a few more sips, she felt even more nauseous. Finally, she couldn't help but put down the milk and turned around and rushed to the bathroom to retreat.

Christine put down the knife and fork, and looked thoughtfully in the direction where she disappeared. Catherine also put down the knife and fork, got up and walked to the bathroom.

Seeing Luo Anning leaning over the toilet and retching, she handed over the clean handkerchief. Luo Anning took it and wiped the corner of her lower lip and said weakly.

Catherine didn't say anything, but kept staring at her belly. Luo Anning was inexplicably seen by her and asked in a daze: "What's wrong?"

"Your symptoms are like pregnancy reactions." Katherine said pertinently.

Pregnancy reaction?

How is that possible!

Luo Anning shook her head in panic: "It's impossible. I was diagnosed with lifelong infertility, I could not have a pregnancy reaction, and it's even more impossible to get pregnant. Maybe it's because I have a bad stomach."

She explained this to herself.

Katherine frowned: "Lifelong infertility?"

Luo Anning nodded, "It was the last time when Mo Xiyan was aborted to save my right hand, I had an external miscarriage, which caused uterine damage and lifelong infertility."

Speaking of this, Luo Anning's tone was a little sad.
Chapter completed!