420: Understanding Doesn't Mean Forgiving

Understanding Doesn't Mean Forgiving

"Mother specially came to see you. Can you bear to disappoint her?" Rong Yan insisted.2

Luo Anning began to waver at the thought of Jiang Peihua.

To be fair, Jiang Peihua treated her extremely well, as if she were her biological daughter.

Back when she had a miscarriage, she was the one who personally took care of her in the hospital and was worried about letting the nurses and servants take care of her.

Seeing that she was a little hesitant, Rong Yan picked her up from the bed and grabbed a fresh set of clothes from the closet. "Go change into them. We came back from Old Mr. Rong's place just to have a meal with you. Go ahead, don't let Mother wait too long."

Although Luo Anning did not wish to face him, she still had to give Jiang Peihua face no matter what.

She picked up the dress and changed into it in the bathroom before tidying herself up before leaving the bedroom. Rong Yan then held her hand and wrapped it tightly in his palm.

The warmth spread through his skin.

"Lass Anning, come here. Hurry and come over to have a meal with me. I've been starving to death ever since I left Old Mr. Rong's place." Jiang Peihua immediately stepped forward and held Luo Anning's hand affectionately before patting it comfortingly.

Honestly speaking, Luo Anning was not used to it. Perhaps it was because Jiang Peihua did not object to Old Mr. Rong's request for a divorce that day.

She could understand the elders' thoughts of continuing to live on, but it did not mean that she was relieved.

Knowing that she had a grudge against her, Jiang Peihua did not force her and instead led her to the dining room while Rong Yan followed her.

Auntie Li instructed the servants to prepare dinner in an efficient manner. The extravagant dining table was already filled with all kinds of appetizing dishes.

Rong Yan and Luo Anning sat at the head of the table.

Luo Anning said unnaturally, "Auntie, you should sit here."

The elders ought to sit at the head of the table. How could a junior like her have the cheek to sit there?

Jiang Peihua paused in mid-air with the bowl of soup in her hand.

Staring at Anning in disappointment, she asked, "Lass Anning, do you resent me?"

Luo Anning shook her head and said, "Auntie, I can understand the actions of yourself and Old Mr. Rong. After all, if I were in your shoes, I would have acted the same."

"I understand. But it's not forgiveness, is it?" Jiang Peihua asked calmly.

Seeing that the atmosphere at the dining table was about to turn stiff, Rong Yan immediately tried to smooth things over. "Mother, didn't you say that you're hungry? Have some soup first. This is the Head Chef's signature soup and it tastes delicious. Try it."

"Is that so? I'll really have to try it properly then!" Jiang Peihua smiled and picked up the bowl of soup. She took a whiff and then took a sip.

Luo Anning also lowered her head to drink some soup and was not in high spirits.

Jiang Peihua would chat with her from time to time and never mentioned anything about her and Rong Yan.

She had always been trying to get them to give birth to a child, but now, she stopped talking about it. Perhaps she was worried that it would hurt her.

Noticing that she had not really been eating, Rong Yan frowned and placed some food into her bowl. "Eat more. You've lost a lot of weight lately."

There was suddenly a piece of tenderloin in the bowl. Luo Anning took a look at it and picked it up with her chopsticks and placed it to the side.

It was obvious that she did not want his food!

"You… " Rong Yan was angered by her actions and Jiang Peihua quickly tried to smooth things over. "Alright, alright, Anning has no appetite, don't force her."

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