Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
With a tender expression on her face, she conscientiously and meticulously bandaged his wound, for fear of hurting him.
Rong Yan actually shamelessly thought to himself that it would be worth getting injured if it would make her treat him nicely.
“Du Xiaoran is my ex-boyfriend. We were forced to break up because of Laurent,” Luo Anning explained calmly without pausing in her actions.
Despite having guessed the relationship between her and Du Xiaoran in the past, Rong Yan had no idea that they used to be a couple.
It was no wonder that Du Xiaoran would be so anxious when she was abducted and abused by Laurent back then. He was even more panicked than Mo Qiange.
Rong Yan was instantly displeased and he started at her with gloomy eyes.
She grabbed a cotton bud, dipped in hydrogen peroxide and gently wiped his wound. “Last night, Xiaoran called me and we talked about Laurent.”
She looked up at him and stared deep into his soul. “Well, I’m sure you know what Laurent did to me previously. I can’t just let it go without putting up a fight. Xiaoran knows that I’m in England now and he wants to help me… there really isn’t anything between him and me. We’re just former lovers.”
Rong Yan pursed his lips and gazed at her with a more tender expression, though his anger did not vanish completely.
Luo Anning shook her head and chuckled. She had long expected for him to not be easily appeased. After disinfecting his wound, she grabbed the cotton swab and put some cream on the wound before wrapping the gauze around it and tying a knot.
Staring at the beautiful bow that she had tied, Luo Anning nodded in satisfaction, put away the first aid kit and said without looking up at him, “I know what my status is. Don’t worry, I won’t betray you while we’re still married. I won’t do anything to insult the Rong Family or Baina. I know my limits.”
It was as if she were indirectly promising that there would not be anything between her and Du Xiaoran, and that she would never betray their marriage.
Rong Yan’s frown eased and his handsome face became much more tender, like a panther that had been tamed and domesticated.
“What about Mo Qiange?” Rong Yan asked after knowing that Du Xiaoran would pose no threat to him.
After putting the first aid kit away, Luo Anning stood up and looked down at the dashing man in front of her. After giving it some thought, she said calmly, “This will be the last time I explain this. Qiange and Momo are like my family members. I’m closer to them than I am to Luo Zhiquan. Do you get it now?”
Although Luo Zhiquan was her blood relative, he was much worse than an outsider.
Not only was he bent on encroaching on her assets, he was even out to kill her. The traumatic memories of her childhood would stay with her forever.
On the other hand, Mo Qiange and Lu Momo were like two rays of sunlight that lit her world up during her darkest times, giving her warmth…
All of a sudden, Rong Yan pulled her into his arms and placed her on his lap. Hugging her tightly, he buried his chin in her neck and breathed onto her skin.
Rong Yan felt like his heart was being scrunched up by an invisible hand. Her friends whom she was not related to by blood, were actually closer to her than her relatives.
How miserable must she be to think that way?
Luo Zhiquan was her biological uncle and yet, he seemed just like an outsider.
How much pain must she suffer?
Rong Yan said in a deep and rumbling voice, “Anning, I’m your family from now on too, If no one dotes on you, I’ll dote on you.”
