Rong Yan stopped compelling her and instead ordered the chauffeur to send her back to the hotel safely, after which he turned around and left.
“Wait a minute!”
Rong Yan’s sexy lips curled, the instant that he felt a soft and tender hand grabbing his wrist.
Luo Anning alighted from the car out of her own accord and walked towards him while holding onto his wrist. “Is Laurent really going to be at the office for the meeting later?”
“Do I look like I’m joking?” Rong Yan retorted, though he secretly grabbed her hand and rubbed his fingertips against her smooth skin.
Luo Anning looked down and bit her lip with a tinge of resentment in her eyes. Noticing that something was wrong with her, he grabbed her face and asked with a frown, “What’s the matter? If you don’t wish to see her, you may return to the hotel to take a break. There’s no need to compel yourself. Anning, no one can hurt you when I’m around, alright?”
It was indeed rare for the angsty and fickle-tempered Rong Yan to make such a statement.
Recalling the time when he continuously toiled for the sake of proving her innocence when she got arrested previously, Luo Anning’s heart melted.
She would often remember the good times better than the bad.
For example, she clearly swore that she would never forgive Rong Yan after he raped her that night but she decided to open her heart up to him again now, just because of what he said.
Not only did she want to see Laurent, she too, wanted the latter to know that she would never fear her at all!
At 10:30AM, Laurent arrived at Baina International’s branch office under the escort of her bodyguards and a few other staff from MK Bank.
Not surprised to see Luo Anning, Laurent smiled gracefully and greeted, “Young Master Rong, we meet again.”
Laurent and Luo Anning were both scrutinising each other. Didn’t Mo Qiange say that she had been infected with some strange illness?
Why isn’t she showing the symptoms at all?
She could not tell that there was anything different about Laurent York, apart from the paleness of her face.
Rong Yan smirked and remained silent with a derisory gaze. Luo Anning glanced at Laurent and said, “Miss Laurent, we meet again.”
She greeted Laurent with the same words the latter said.
Laurent was slightly bewildered, for she did not expect Luo Anning’s and Rong Yan’s relationship to progress so rapidly within just a little over a month.
The two of them seemed to be much closer than before.
Laurent humphed and thought, Luo Anning, you do know how to seduce men after all!
“Hey, isn’t this Miss Luo? Look how forgetful I can be.” Laurent knocked her hand against her head, pretending to be enlightened. She continued with a straight face, “I was just wondering why you looked so familiar. It turns out you used to be my butler. However, Butler Luo, you should be thankful for the fact that my father let you leave back then. Otherwise, how could you have become the Young Madam Rong that you are today?”
Luo Anning sneered, “Thank you so much for the “kind treatment” you’ve given me since then. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be who I am today.”
Seeing that they were exchanging sarcastic remarks, Rong Yan glared at Laurent coldly. He did not forget that she was the very woman who had tortured his wife terribly more than a month ago.
Had Luo Anning not stubbornly insisted on taking revenge, he would long have destroyed Marquis York’s family!
She would not have even had the chance to be this haughty.
Despite being angry with Luo Anning, Rong Yan still cared about protecting her, nonetheless, she was the wife whom he could not sleep without hugging at night.
Rong Yan placed an arm around Luo Anning’s shoulder and pulled her into his embrace.
