Jiang Peihua said so, the more he strengthened his faith in letting Anning stay.

Christine's eyes sank. "The Rong family has only one prince, young Rong. I'm just Christine. No matter what outsiders say, I can't control it. Why let irrelevant people affect their emotions. Besides, I'm always proud of the confidentiality work here. I don't think it will reveal any public opinion detrimental to peace."

If it's really leaked, I'm afraid it's deliberately done by intentional people.

Jiang Peihua looked at Christine's face, which was a little similar to Zhang Rong, and was anxious and angry. Finally, she shouted angrily, "you stinky boy!"

Not only Christine, but also Jiang Peihua was stunned.

Smelly boy has always been the exclusive name of rongshao. It is not so much a complaint that iron is not steel as a mother's other loving name for her son.

Jiang Peihua looked at Christine and saw that he bowed his head. He didn't know what he was thinking. The whole person exuded a stillness that was inconsistent with his temperament.

A few strands of embarrassment flashed across her face. Jiang Peihua patted Anning's hand, told her to take good care of her body, and left in a hurry.

Seeing Jiang Peihua leave, Luo Anning walks to Christine and sits down. He still hangs his head. I don't know whether he is thinking about the three words "smelly boy" that Jiang Peihua inadvertently blurted out, or something else.

In short, she doesn't like such Christine. The contrast is too big, which makes her at a loss.

Such an expression should not appear on his coquettish face.

The lip flap opened and wanted to say something. Catherine immediately gave her a look and motioned her not to say anything.

It's best to leave him alone at this time.

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After 9:00 p.m., Luo Anning went upstairs and went back to his bedroom to sleep.

After taking a bath, Catherine came to her bedroom and gave her an incense air humidifier. The soothing incense helped her sleep. The humidifier can alleviate the indoor dry air under the central air conditioner.

Luo Anning did not doubt that there was him. He added water, dropped essential oil and plugged in the electricity.

"Well, you have a good rest. I went downstairs to see a movie." Catherine smiled and turned away.

Catherine is cold, although she doesn't laugh long, her concern can be seen through her words, deeds and eyes.

I smiled at her for the first time tonight. I felt a little fluffy in my heart, like there was a conspiracy.

Who is Catherine? How could she plot against her after so many times of rescue and so many days of care?

Suddenly, Luo Anning patted his head, "what do you think? How can you think of Catherine so much... Sin, sin..."

Before going to bed, Luo Anning stroked his lower abdomen, and the corners of his lips were soft and warm with a smile. "Baby, mom is really looking forward to your arrival."

Midnight.

Outside the villa wall, Lincoln's motorcade stopped low-key. Xu Zhiyuan looked at Rong Shao, who started to pull off his tie and take off his suit coat. His eyes were a little worried.

"Rong Shao, why don't we go to the front door? It's not a way to climb over the wall all the time..."

Rong Shaofeng's eyes were cold. He turned his head and glanced at him lazily. Xu Zhiyuan was frightened and immediately shut up.

Well, Rong Shao has a new hobby recently, that is, he likes to turn over other people's walls.

He worries less about his image and identity for glory. It's completely superfluous, okay?

People don't have to worry about their image or identity. Who can see the dark lights outside the wall in the middle of the night?