Chapter 12

"Hey, get up!" Rongshao stood by the bed, one hand in his pocket, and one hand pushed the woman who was sleeping soundly.

"Don't disturb me..." Luo Anning muttered, turned sideways and continued to sleep.

Rong Shao is angry, this damn woman!

Looking at her red sleeping face, Rong Shao's evil interest came. He smiled, picked up a pillow and pressed it on her face.

The oppressive feeling of suffocation and suffocation Xi came. Luo Anning was forced to wake up. She pushed aside the things in front of her with her hands. Rong Yan knew she woke up and let go of her pillow.

As soon as he got his breath, he sat up and held his chest with one hand, breathing oxygen.

She looked at the man with a devil smile on her lips. She hated to pick up the pillow and hit it: "you're sick. Don't you know that covering people with pillows will cover the dead?"

Almost, almost, she thought she was going back to the past, back to the dark days.

"Why, angry?" Rongyan didn't expect her reaction to be so fierce. For a moment, Jun's face was slightly cold.

"More than angry, you get out of here and keep rolling! You'd better not let me see you again."

Rong Shao shrugged, looked helpless, and said, "I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. You're my wife, so you can't see me. I'm a little unreasonable."

"Don't you have a mania for cleanliness? Don't you hate women approaching? Why doesn't it work when you come to me?" Luo Anning gritted his teeth and wanted to tear the dazzling smile on his face.

"Because you are my wife, if you are effective to you, how can you create the next generation?" Rong Shao turned gracefully and walked out the door. "Grandpa called and asked us to go back to Rong residence for dinner. You still have ten minutes to prepare."

Just out of the bedroom, I was not surprised to hear someone screaming behind me.

"Ah --! Rongyan, you bastard with human skin as an animal, shy and playing hooligans, scum --"

An hour and a half later, the extended Lincoln motorcade slowly drove into the magnificent Rong residence.

The Rong residence, which covers an area of several thousand hectares, almost covers the whole mountain.

Both entertainment and fitness facilities in the residence are very complete. The Rong residence is beautifully decorated with gardens, woods, green grass, fountains and artificial waterfalls.

It's like walking into a luxurious royal building.

The Rong residence of Nuo university has thousands of servants alone, and the number of people in black and bodyguards in charge of security is even larger.

From the details to the general, there is no place but to highlight the luxury and power of Asia's richest man.

As soon as the young Lincoln motorcade entered the gilded carved iron gate, guards dressed in military uniforms lined up to welcome it. The motorcade drove on the Boulevard Yin Road for nearly 20 minutes before reaching the gate of the main house.

The housekeeper, Zhang Bo, wearing a tuxedo, an English pocket watch on his chest and white gloves, led the indoor servants out to meet him.

Rongyan got out of the car and handed it to the car with one hand. He was stunned. Then he put his hand in his clean palm and let him lead him to get out of the car.

"Good evening, rongshao, grandma. The old man and Mrs. Rong have been waiting for a long time." Zhang Bo said with a smile.

Rongyan nodded, answered softly, and fell in peace with Uncle Zhang as the housekeeper with a friendly smile: "Uncle Zhang has worked hard."

"Where, where, young grandma is really killing me. This is my duty and obligation. It's not hard, not hard." Uncle Zhang said and led them into the room.