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When he returned to Haoting Mansion, he saw Luo Anning wearing a hospital gown, and immediately came up anxiously and supported her: "Grandma, are you okay? Why are you so pale?"

Luo Anning patted Mrs. Li's hand and said softly: "Sister Li, I'm fine, don't help me anymore. I'll go up and rest first."

Mrs. Li took back her hand blankly and added with concern: "Grandma, I'll ask the servant to make some soup. Your face is not very good. By the way, are you having dinner?"

"No need to be busy. I have no appetite and don't want to eat anything." After that, she went upstairs and went back to the bedroom.

Mrs. Li wanted to say something. Seeing her back wearing a large hospital gown, she couldn't say anything when she got around to the tip of her tongue for a while.

"Mr. Rong, what should you do? Grandma is sick, so how can it be done if she doesn't eat..." After all, Mrs. Li was still worried about Luo Anning, so she quickly turned her head and looked at Mr. Rong who didn't say a word behind her for help.

Rong Yan's deep eyes followed Luo Anning until her figure disappeared at the corner of the stairs, and she turned her head. Looking at Mrs. Li, she only frowned: "Make some soup and white porridge, and then make some light side dishes. Call me when it's ready."

Mrs. Li quickly laughed, and responded repeatedly, turned around and went to the kitchen to greet her busy.

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Back in the bedroom, Luo Anning threw himself onto the bed, grabbed a pillow, and buried his face deeply in it.

A sound of the door lock turning came from the door, followed by the calm and regular footsteps. She could hear who the owner of the footsteps was.

Without looking up, she growled: "Go out!"

The shoulder was pulled up, and the next second the pillow under her face was pulled away. Rong Yan raised her face and only then did he stretch his eyebrows slightly after seeing the smooth and water-free stains on it.

Sitting by the bed, holding her shoulders with both hands, his voice reveals a little cautious: "An Ning, I asked Sister Li to make some soup and porridge, eat it first and then sleep, huh?"

"I said I have no appetite and don't want to eat it!" Pushing him away, Luo Anning grabbed the pillow, lay on the bed, buried her face in the soft pillow again.

Rong Yan didn't force her. He watched her lying down, so he had to sit by the bed, gently caressing her back with one hand, gently, with a sense of soothing.

After a few minutes, Luo Anning sat up suddenly, patted his hand away, stared at him with disgust: "Can you not touch me!"

Rong Yan gritted his teeth, grabbed her jaw and was about to kiss her. Luo Anning opened her face hard, and the next second he pulled it back.

Coral red lips were getting closer and closer to her. In a hurry, she waved her hand and slapped her.

"Ba"

Time is still, and even the air is silent.

A suffocating silence erupted in the air. Luo Anning stared at his face, whose five fingers were already red marks, bit his lower lip, and kept his face open and looked at him.

Rong Yan narrowed his phoenix eyes, his thin lips pursed again and again. There was not much expression on his handsome face, but his clenched fists revealed his anger.

"Is the explanation really that important? Everyone has a past, and have a relationship with Du Xiaoran? Have I asked you what you have?"

Luo Anning looked at him like a stranger, "That's because you can easily find out everything about me, but I can't. These are not two fair levels, so why bother to confuse them?"
Chapter completed!