Luo Anning's eyes flashed, and then returned to the dead emptiness.

The woman was dressed in a delicate and gorgeous knee - length dress, dark brown and large Wavy curly hair is scattered around the waist, and the face is painted with exquisite makeup. It looks expensive and pressing.

The woman came in and then retreated out. An undisguised disgust flashed in her eyes and said to the people behind her: "the air is too dirty."

The people behind her bowed their heads in fear and apologized. Then they got an empty freshener and sprayed it in the room. The woman stepped in.

"Miss Luo, I haven't seen you for two years. How are you?" The woman sat down on a chair moved by the bodyguard and looked at her in a panic and depression with calm and elegant posture.

Luo Anning just wanted to say something when she found that her mouth was sealed. The woman waved her hand. The bodyguard immediately came forward and tore the tape off her mouth.

"Hiss -" Luo Anning gasped in pain.

"Don't you have something to say? Say it now. I'll give you this chance." The woman raised her chin proudly and looked at her like a charity.

The contempt and disgust in the dark green eyes were so obvious that the silk made no secret of it for her to see.

Luo Anning smiled weakly and looked at the woman's eyes with a touch of provocation: "Roland, are you afraid to see me? That's why he tied me up in such a hurry."

"Ha... I'll be afraid of you?" York Roland smiled contemptuously, "Miss Luo, do you need me to remind you of my identity and what you are? My daughter, the Marquis of York, needs to be afraid of you, a lower class who is nothing?"

"If it wasn't for fear, why did you send someone to bind me immediately when you knew I was in England? If it wasn't fear, I really don't know what can be defined as fear."

Roland stared at her for a long time, suddenly realized it, smiled and said, "by the way, I almost forgot that Miss Luo has flown up the branch to become a phoenix and become grandma Rong. No wonder she dares to cross with me now."

Luo Anning pursed her lips and said nothing. If she thought she was cross with her, she couldn't help it.

She didn't speak and Roland was not angry. She smiled and said, "I saw your husband Rong Shao three days ago. It seems that he doesn't love you so much. You said you've been missing for three days. How can he know nothing? Oh, by the way, I heard that Rong Shao flew to France at seven o'clock last night."

Roland's smile became more and more proud and vicious. "Therefore, your life and death are all in my hands. Don't say rongshao found it. What if he found it? The strong dragon can't beat the local snake. I see who can save you this time!"

"From the moment I was caught by you, I didn't want to leave alive. Because no one knows you better than me, Roland." Luo Anning slightly hooked the corner of her lips and smiled bitterly.

Young Rong told her to go away that night. Now she has disappeared. Is he the happiest person?

He went to France. If so Zhiyuan said, his trip should have been Britain, France and Ireland.

Perhaps even if she disobeyed Mr. Rong, she decided not to agree to come to England together.

She was lucky to think that Roland didn't necessarily know she came to England. Rongshao's trip was very tight and her stay was not necessarily long, so she came.