Staring at her lawful husband holding another woman in his arms affectionately, she smirked derisively.
She looked around and remained silent while smiling, as if she were staring at a joke. Her face was full of contempt and derision…
She was overwhelmed with all kinds of emotions.
There was no expression on his handsome face except for a frown that revealed how terrible he felt. Luo Anning stood rooted to the ground quietly without making a fuss, as if she had nothing to do with the world at all.
His Adam’s apple moved and it looked like he wanted to say something but could not bring himself to.
Rong Yan’s eyelids quivered and he looked down while putting Mo Xiyan down slowly. Sensing his intention, Mo Xiyan smiled and patted him on his shoulder, “Yan, put me down first. It won’t be good for Miss Luo to see this.”
Rong Yan did not say anything else and instead just expressed assent softly before lowering her onto the ground.
As soon as Mo Xiyan landed on the ground, she seemed to have lost her balance and fell into Rong Yan’s arms. He reached a hand out to grab her before asking, “Can you stand on your own, I’ll get the bodyguard to hold you.”
Rong Yan waved his hand and summoned the bodyguard but Mo Xiyan grabbed his hand and shook her head smilingly. “It’s alright, I can stand on my own. Besides, I don’t like having others touch me.”
She wriggled out of Rong Yan’s arms and nodded at Luo Anning graciously with a smile. “You must be Miss Luo. Hello, I’m Mo Xiyan.”
Feeling a little unsteady, Luo Anning closed her eyes and rubbed her temples while sneering to herself, is she trying to provoke me?
Very well, I’ll take it!
Luo Anning walked towards Rong Yan gracefully, her stilettos making clear and rhythmic sounds as she paced forward. She stopped when she was three steps away from Rong Yan. She put on a faint smile and said in a tender voice, “Hello, Miss Mo. Compared to Miss Luo, I prefer being addressed as Young Madam Rong.”
Mo Xiyan’s face grew a little sullen but she soon smiled and remained silent.
Rong Yan hung his head low and buried his face in the dim rays of light, making it impossible to see his reaction.
Is he feeling guilty or remorseful? Is that why he doesn’t dare to make eye contact with me?
Luo Anning no longer had the time to think about that. All she knew was that she could not lose and let Mo Xiyan make a joke out of her.
She walked towards Rong Yan and affectionately tugged his tie which she then scrunched up and discarded into the rubbish bin.
Rong Yan looked up to make eye contact with her while she smiled and patted the dust on his shirt. She said gently, “It’s filthy. Change out of it.”
Her slender fingers fluttered and she soon unbuttoned all the buttons of his shirt to reveal his toned chest and abdominal muscles. She then turned around and gestured for Xu Zhiyuan to come forth.
Xu Zhiyuan walked towards her and said, “Young Madam, do you have any orders for me?”
“Bring a shirt.”
Xu Zhiyuan glanced at Rong Yan before turning around immediately to grab a shirt from the luggage which he then handed to Luo Anning.
Luo Anning smiled and picked up the shirt to toss it into the rubbish bin while still keeping a warm and tender smile on her face.
She then draped another shirt onto Rong Yan’s body and said coldly, “Put it on.”
Rong Yan did as he was told and quietly buttoned his shirt while Mo Xiyan burst into laughter, as if it were all a joke. She then patted his back and opened her palm.
