Chapter 420

"Mom came to see you specially. Do you have the heart to disappoint her?" Rong Yan's persistent lobbying.

Thinking of Jiang Peihua, Luo Anning was a little shaken.

To be fair, Jiang Peihua treated her very well, as if she were her own daughter.

When she had miscarried, she took care of herself in the hospital. She was not at ease to be taken care of by nurses and servants.

Seeing that she was a little shaken, Rongyan took her out of bed He picked it up and took a fresh dress from the wardrobe to her: "go and change it. We specially came back from Rong residence in order to have dinner with you. Go, don't let mom wait long."

Luo Anning doesn't want to face him anymore, but Jiang Peihua has to give face.

Picked up the dress and changed it in the bathroom. After finishing himself, he went out of the bedroom. Rongyan took her by the hand. Her soft little hand was tightly wrapped in her palm with a dry and warm palm.

Warmth is transmitted through the skin.

"Anning girl, come on, come and have dinner with mom. I'm hungry when I come from Rong residence." They came down from the upstairs hand in hand. Jiang Peihua immediately came forward, lovingly took up and down the peaceful hand and patted it comfortingly.

To tell you the truth, Luo Anning is not used to it. Maybe it's because Jiang Peihua didn't object to master Rong's divorce that day.

She can understand that the elders have multiple ideas about the continuation of incense, but understanding does not mean relief.

Knowing that she had a grudge in her heart, Jiang Peihua didn't force her. He took her to the restaurant, and Rongyan followed.

Sister Li efficiently asked the servants to prepare dinner. The luxurious restaurant and the big table were already filled with all kinds of delicious dishes with all kinds of colors, flavors and flavors.

Luo Anning was placed first by Jiang Peihua. Her left and right were Rongyan and Jiang Peihua.

Luo Anning said something unnaturally: "aunt, you'd better sit here. I can't sit well."

First of all, the elders should sit. How can she sit well as a younger generation.

Jiang Peihua was stunned, holding the soup bowl to be sent to her in front of her in his hand, so stunned and stayed in mid air.

She looked disappointed and distressed at Anning. "Anning girl, do you blame me?"

Luo Anning shook her head. "Aunt, I can understand you and master Rong. If it were me, I would be like you."

"Understanding is not forgiveness, is it?" Jiang Peihua answered faintly.

Looking at the atmosphere on the table about to freeze, Rong Yan immediately said, "Mom, don't you say you're hungry? Drink the soup first. This is the chef's specialty soup. It tastes delicious. Try it."

"Well, I really want to have a good taste!" Jiang Peihua smiled, picked up the soup bowl, sniffed it and took a sip.

Luo Anning also bowed his head and drank soup. He was not very interested.

Jiang Peihua chatted with her from time to time, talking all over the place, never mentioning her and Rongyan.

I used to talk about giving birth to children, but now I don't know if I'm worried about touching her pain.

Seeing that she has been lowering her head to pick up rice, Rong Yan tightened her eyebrows and put a chopstick dish into her bowl: she told her to "eat more, you've lost a lot of weight recently."

In the bowl, suddenly there was a piece of sweet and sour tenderloin. He looked at it calmly, and then clamped the meat into the bone plate with chopsticks.

Don't eat his food!

"You..." Rong Yan was annoyed by her disgusting actions, and Jiang Peihua quickly rounded up the scene. "Well, well, Anning girl doesn't have an appetite. Don't force her."