She had entered his life again after being abandoned by him for two years.
When he was not keeping his guard up, she entered his heart and even left him with no chance to get rid of her.
“She loves me but I can’t control it, just like how you can’t control Du Xiaoran or stop him from loving you!”
After being yelled at by him, Luo Anning could not quite recover from the shock until she heard him slam the door shut.
She then slid down the wall slowly and squatted down as she wrapped her arms around her knees. Resting her chin on her knees, she stared into a corner and began spacing out.
Jealousy really is a terrifying thing.
Even Luo Anning began to find herself detestable.
However… she could not control it at all. Whenever she saw Mo Xiyan and Rong Yan, she would feel like they were a couple and she would find it hard to stop herself from getting jealous!
Her anger stemmed from jealousy and there was nowhere she could vent her anger so she took it out on Rong Yan.
She selfishly thought to herself, since he made life hard for me I shall do the same to him.
He asked her what she wanted.
She asked herself what she wanted. She wanted Mo Xiyan to scram far, far away so that no one would vie with her for Rong Yan.
She wanted to tyrannically erase all of the memories that he had with Mo Xiyan so that she could be the only one in his heart!
It was undoubtedly a crazy idea but she knew that Du Xiaoran would definitely help her as long as she requested it.
However… she could not bring herself to do it.
She did not want to become a vicious person because of love.
If she were to do that, what would set her apart from Luo Zhiquan and his family?
She decided to behave so unreasonably because she had come to terms with her feelings and realized clearly that she had unknowingly fallen in love with him. Whenever she saw him and Mo Xiyan together, she would feel as if her heart was being stabbed by daggers…
It was not that she did not love him, but rather, she loved him so much that she was at a complete loss for what to do and had no idea how she should fight for him…
Rong Yan exited from the bathroom and removed his tie which he then scrunched up and threw onto the ground. He paced around the bedroom in frustration before making his way downstairs again to get some alcohol.
The servants on night duty quickly greeted him in astonishment when they saw him storming down the stairs angrily.
“All of you, go down. You don’t have to be on duty tonight. Wait, bring me a few bottles of liquor before you go.” Rong Yan leaned back on the couch and rested his arms on the armrests while staring at the glaring chandelier.
The servant quickly handed him the liquor and said, “Young Master Rong, your liquor.”
“Okay, you may leave.”
After the servants left, he frowned and poured himself a glass of whiskey which he then downed quickly.
The fiery liquids slid down his intestines and a burning sensation seemed to have gotten rid of his anger.
He slowly chugged glass after glass…
He had already finished a bottle of whiskey but he was still feeling vexed and anguished.
Bang~
He kicked the coffee table away and made his way upstairs.
The door of the bathroom was still tightly shut and there were no sounds in there.
His heart wrenched up and he kicked the door open before dashing in. “Luo Anning!”
Upon sight of Rong Yan, Luo Anning looked up in shock with tears in her reddened eyes. She was crying!
