Rongyan's body suddenly stiffened and his voice was low and depressed: "don't think too much. I'll be back soon."

"Rongyan, is it meaningful to do this? While tying me, you have a hot fight with Mo Xiyan. Do you think it's fair to me? Or do you just despise me?"

The thin lips of coral red closed into a line. Rong Yan didn't say a word. His figure was straight and stiff. When Luo Anning thought he couldn't answer, he just left with one word:

"When I come back."

Luo Anning stood up and walked slowly upstairs. The two walked away step by step in the opposite direction

…………

Rong residence.

"Madam, Rong Shao is back!" Housekeeper Zhang trotted in from outside the living room with a smile on his face.

Jiang Peihua's tea drinking hand gave a meal and looked subconsciously at Mo Xiyan. Mo Xiyan looked at her and smiled softly: "aunt, what's the matter? Is there something dirty on my face?"

Then he reached out and touched his face twice.

"Hum!" Jiang Pei Hua Leng hum, frustrated the teacup on the tea table, "as long as I'm here one day, you'll never want to marry into Rong's family!"

Mo Xiyan's eyes were cruel, and then he recovered as before. He smiled softly and said, "aunt, I'm afraid you can't be the master of this family. The master of the family is Grandpa. Yan is coming in soon. Aunt, it's better not to put on your face."

Jiang Peihua's anger starts from his heart, and all self-restraint goes to hell at this moment. Teng stands up and will teach this woman who doesn't know heaven and earth!

In the air, Mo Xiyan's eyes were full of tears, looked at the door and shouted, "Yan, you're coming."

Jiang Peihua looked at her angrily. Rong Yanjun's face was gloomy and came over.

"Smelly boy, aren't you still facing this vulgar woman without a tutor?" Jiang Peihua withdrew his hand and asked angrily.

Rongyan went to her side, took her shoulder, glanced coldly at Mo Xiyan, then softened his face and looked at Jiang Peihua with an angry face:

"Mom, what makes you angry?"

Fortunately, his son didn't face outsiders!

Jiang Peihua breathed a sigh of relief, and then glared at Mo Xiyan, who was about to cry, "as long as she is here, I won't have a happy day!"

Rongyan nodded slightly and helped her to sit down. "Mom, don't talk to outsiders and calm down."

Jiang Peihua was very satisfied with the outsider's son in his son's mouth, while Mo Xiyan turned pale in an instant.

"Yan, do you have to do this to me? Can't you help falling in love with you? Is it wrong?" Mo Xiyan suddenly looked at him, his tone was weak, but he had the momentum of questioning.

Rong Yanfeng lifted her eyes slightly and gave her a very light glance. Then she pulled off her tie and poured a cup of tea: "you should know that I hate scheming women who play tricks most."

"That's because I love you..."

"Pa -" the teacup was thrown to the ground and broke.

Rong Yan's eyes looked at her straight like the cold ice of a thousand years and said, "don't take love as an excuse! Do you deserve it?"

If there is anything in the world that can hurt people and be invisible, then at the moment, Mo Xiyan is the one who was hurt with blood.

It turns out that when the most beloved speaks to himself in a sarcastic and contemptuous tone, the kind of pain can really tear his heart and lungs.

Helpless to despair, if someone shows her a clear way.