He closed his eyes deeply, Rong Shao wiped his face that was hit, took a newspaper and started reading it.

Christine laughed heartlessly when she saw him being frustrated and not saying anything, but she could only bear it.

Mr. Rong stared at him with a sharp look, and he smiled more and more flamboyantly, "An Ning almost fainted when he saw these reports. Now he knows how serious the consequences are? I see how you ended up."

"Stop gloating, don't you know, don't you know?" Rong Yan glared at him fiercely.

He is the one who knows the most whether he went out to fool last night!

"What do I know?" Christine smiled innocently, and she spread her hands clearly as if she was stupid: "I don't know anything."

Rong Shao had a gloomy and handsome face, and his eyes as bright as obsidian were now whizzing with a cold knife. If his eyes could kill people, then Christine would have long become a pool of meat paste.

Still the most delicate one.

"Bang--" An apple flew towards me.

Rong Shao dodged and barely avoided the attack.

Jiang Peihua put his hands on his hips, and was so angry that his face began to turn red: "Who are you glaring at whom?! He has the face to blame Rong Yu for doing something wrong. You guys have been asked to beat him up, right? Let me tell you, if An Ning makes something wrong, you don't want to recognize me as a mother in this life! If you don't get up and apologize to An Ning, beg her for forgiveness!"

Kristen's lips raised, moved quietly behind Jiang Peihua, poked out a flamboyant head and echoed: "That's right, don't you go up and ask An Ning for forgiveness!"

Seeing someone standing on his side, Jiang Peihua felt very pleased. He turned around and patted Christine on the shoulder and said kindly: "Rong Yu, don't be afraid. With me, this little brat dares not do anything to you. If he really dares to touch you, tell me, I will beat him for you!"

Christine handed Rong Shao a provocative look and nodded in response to Jiang Peihua: "Well, I will."

"Mom..." Seeing his mother standing on Christine's side, Rong Shao gritted his teeth and screamed in discomfort.

The response to him was an apple that hit him quickly.

Once again, Rong Shao snorted coldly and strode upstairs after avoiding the Apple that hit the storefront.

In the bedroom, Luo Anning lowered her hands gently beside her, lying straight, her body was sinking into the big bed, making her look thinner.

She didn't seem to have a good rest, there was a faint indigo under her eyelids, and her face was too pale.

Taking off her suit jacket, pulling off her tie, and loosening a few buttons of her shirt. Rong Shao sat down by her lips, raised her hand, and gently touched her slightly cool, slightly smooth face, and carefully depicted her outline.

"What should I do with you? Tell me."

"How can I say something that I can prove to you? Don't you know that men cannot be provoked? If I really prove to you that I have no obsession with cleanliness, how should you deal with yourself? I have proved that this is the result you want?"

"Look at you, you are the one who asked me to prove it. You are the one who is angry and sad when you really see the report..."

It seemed that she saw her quiet sleeping face. As she spoke, Rong Yan became sleepy. She got up and went to the closet to get a bathrobe and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
Chapter completed!