342: Would You Believe Me If I Said It Wasn’t Like What You Saw? (10)

Would You Believe Me If I Said It Wasn’t Like What You Saw? (10)

"Luo Anning, stop being so sarcastic!" Rong Yan punched the window of the car, causing the car to quake. 1

"It's not your first day knowing me anyway!"

Rong Yan grabbed her chin and glared daggers at her. "I'm asking you, why did you slap her?"

Luo Anning stared at him dauntlessly and said, "Because I don't like her. Is that a valid reason?"

His gloomy eyes were like dark and bottomless abysses. She could not guess what he was thinking at all.

After a long while, Rong Yan let go of her and said, "You've really disappointed me."

Disappointed him?

Hah, I never had much hope in him either.

Rubbing her sore chin, Luo Anning said to the chauffeur, "Pull over."

The chauffeur looked at Rong Yan's reflection in the rear view mirror to see that he did not object to it. Hence, he immediately pulled over at the side.

Before the car even stopped completely, Luo Anning opened the door and got out to leave without even turning around.

"Young Master Rong, do we continue going back to Luxury Mansion?" the driver asked.

Rong Yan looked up and said with a low voice, "Step on it."

"Rong Yan, you bastard!"

Luo Anning gritted her teeth and cussed while walking away. What does he mean by why did I hit her?

That goes without saying. It was obviously because Mo Xiyan provoked me first. Otherwise, would I have hit her for no reason?

I disappointed him?

Why couldn't he use his brains to think? Even if I feel mistreated, I will never tear up in front of others like Mo Xiyan!

Are all men so superficial and only see the weak and vulnerable side to women?

Her stilettos made crisp noises when she stepped on the ground, wishing she was stepping on the jerk Rong Yan's face!

She didn't hail a cab and instead walked all the way from the hospital to Luxury Mansion. The journey by foot took her three whole hours.

She looked particularly disheveled and she had already thrown her stilettos away. Her feet were covered in blisters and blood because of the abrasions.

She stood in front of the grand, gilded gate of Luxury Mansion, suddenly losing the courage to enter.

In wealthy families, women who could not conceive were bound to be abandoned.

She knew better than anyone else, just how important bearing offspring meant to wealthy families. Even Luo Anning could not accept the fact that she would no longer be able to conceive.

How would Old Mr. Rong and Jiang Peihua be able to accept it?

From the moment that she was aware of Mo Xiyan's existence, she had never been afraid. She wouldn't retreat regardless of how strong her rival was.

As long as Rong Yan stood firm, she would never be afraid even if it would be a long battle.

However, Rong Yan's attitude made her feel rather disappointed…

She had no idea how much longer she could persist. Rong Yan and Mo Xiyan were enough to make her emotionally exhausted.

She stood in front of the door for a long time. A thunderstorm suddenly descended as lightning briefly illuminated the pitch dark sky and raindrops began to fall.

The large raindrops caused her to feel a stinging pain on her face when they landed on her skin.

The bodyguards on patrol frantically opened their umbrella to shield her from the rain. "Young Madam, why aren't you going in?"

Luo Anning smirked but was no longer in the mood to say anything.

She walked through the yard and living room barefooted, attracting the attention of the servants because she was drenched, as well as the man seated on the couch.

Auntie Li shrieked in shock and scurried over while the servants quickly prepared some towels.

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