Chapter 539

"Imagine you are in a green valley, where there are mountain streams, green springs, dense forests, green trees and colorful flowers."

Falling tranquility blinked, and the clear eyes gradually began to lose focus.

Christine's lips bent slightly: "you sit on the swing woven by flowers and vines, and the fresh mountain wind blows, refreshing. With the fragrance of birds and flowers, you are more and more sleepy... More and more sleepy. Your eyes are more and more tired. Now you can close your eyes, because after that, you will fall asleep, without dreams and worries..."

Christine's voice was soft with a trace of soothing bewitchment. As his voice settled, Luo Anning really slowly closed his eyes and looked like a deep sleep.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Peihua was shocked and almost speechless: "this... What's going on?"

Christine raised her index finger to her lips, made a hissing gesture, then carefully picked up and went upstairs.

After Christine left, Catherine helped Jiang Peihua solve her doubts: "Anning is emotionally unstable now. For the sake of her and her children, Christine hypnotized her."

With peace in her arms, she went back to her bedroom and settled her. Christine went downstairs again.

He walked to the center of the living room with a solemn face, and his narrow eyes scanned all his faces: "tell me, who put these messy newspapers and magazines in."

The maid shrunk her neck and stepped forward timidly: "Sir, I'm sorry... It's me. I took the newspapers and magazines indoors..."

"Do things without brains?"

"Sir... I'm wrong, sorry, sorry..." the maid was about to cry.

Christine sneered: "you can offset your mistake by saying you're sorry?"

Knowing that she was doomed, the maid fell down on her knees and kowtowed fiercely: "Sir, I'm wrong. I'm sorry! Please forgive me. I promise I'll never do it again..."

Christine rubbed her forehead impatiently: "noisy! How should you punish her if you take her down?"

Dragging up the maid and covering her mouth, the bodyguards replied in a neat and deep voice, "I understand! Sir!"

The maid at this end had just been dragged down, and Jiang Peihua's call at that end was also connected. Rong Yangang called her mother. She scolded her head and face.

"Don't call me mom, I'm not your mom! Do I have a son like you, ah? How big a person, I'm still ashamed of myself and don't make trouble for me all day. You're not comfortable to worry about, are you? Do you know your identity? You have a wife. Who gives you the courage to fool around outside, you tell me!"

"Mom, listen to me..."

"Don't listen! If you have anything to say to Anning, you can deal with it as you should! Now get back to me immediately! Now!"

With a bang, Jiang Peihua hung up the phone and suddenly beat the tea table.

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Rongyan hurried back to the villa without changing his clothes.

Just after entering the door, Jiang Peihua rushed up and raised his hand to slap him in the face. He cut off his wrist in mid air.

Jun Ting's eyebrows frowned, and Rong Yan whispered, "Mom, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing? See for yourself what good you've done!" Turning back to the tea table, he picked up the pile of newspapers and magazines and threw them all in his face.

That strength, really didn't leave any kindness.

Obviously, Jiang Peihua is really angry.

I feel cold for such a disheartened son.