Two eyes collided in the air, and a silent spark bloomed in the eyes of both of them.

For a moment, relatively speechless.

Silence cracked and shattered in the air into countless fine pieces of light.

Young Master Rong keenly noticed something was wrong with the two. No, to be precise, it was a close relationship!

Seeing Luo Anning looking at another man in front of him, Rong Shao was angry and brought water away. He squeezed Mo Qiange, who also poured water back, and smashed the water cup heavily on the bed cabinet.

The water splashed out of the quilt, wetting his fingertips a little. Rong Shao gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Wife, don't you say you're thirsty, drink water."

Luo Anning was shocked by Mr. Rong's sudden voice and came to his senses. Only then did he realize that he had lost his composure and stared at Du Xiaoran for so long.

She coughed uneasyly for a few times, and she silently took the water cup and drank it in small sips. Suddenly, she said, "Thank you."

Young Master Rong raised his hand and touched her head as if he was teasing a pet. Before he could say the word "good" he said indifferently: "An Ning..."

The two words, so light and so light, cast a stone in the peaceful and peaceful heart lake, causing ripples.

Young Master Rong suddenly turned around and looked at Du Xiaoran with cold eyes. Du Xiaoran looked at him calmly, neither humble nor arrogant, just as he felt as handsome as he gave people.

What is their relationship? Why did Luo Anning look at him like this?

Damn Luo Anning actually looked at other men in front of her husband. Do you really think that Rong Yan is a decoration?!

The more Mr. Rong thought about it, the more angry he became. Seeing this, Tang Chao took out a cigarette and handed it to Mr. Rong: "Smoke one outside?"

Mr. Rong said without thinking: "Don't go!"

Let him make room for Luo Anning and this man, don’t even think about it!

Mo Qiange quietly stepped forward, curled his lips and smiled slightly: "If Mr. Tang doesn't mind, give me one too?"

"What's the problem?"

The Tang Dynasty took out another cigarette and handed it to the singer Mo Qian. Mo Qiange took it with her smile. The two of them looked at each other and conveyed the same meaning.

Tang Chao smiled and put his hand on Young Master Rong's shoulder, and said in a slutty manner: "Yan, let's go, let's take a slap with me. How lonely am I alone, right?"

"Get out!"

Young Master Rong pushed him away with disgust, but he didn't know that Young Master Tang was also a shameless person. He didn't bother him even if he was pushed away, and he continued to pester him. He pushed and pulled the person out of the ward with all his might.

Mo Qiange looked at Lu Momo and then left the ward. Lu Momo looked at Luo Anning, then glanced at Du Xiaoran, pouted, and ran out of the ward.

Only Luo Anning and Du Xiaoran were left in the ward for a moment. When they met again two years later, Luo Anning was a little nervous. She clenched her fingertips tightly and loosened her fingertips. After loosening them and clenched them several times, she calmed down her mind.

Du Xiaoran walked to the bed and sat down, holding her hands tightly with both hands, and looked at her with a tinge of pain, "An Ning... I'm sorry."

Luo Anning lowered his eyes and said in a faint voice: "Xiao Ran, you have nothing to do to me."

"If I had discovered that you came to England earlier, you wouldn't have to suffer so much. I was the one who harmed you..." He was in vain in the same castle with Roland every day, but she even imprisoned her for half a month.

"Xiao Ran, all this has nothing to do with you. It was Roland who did it. I will not take my anger at anyone."
Chapter completed!