Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Young Master Rong, Young Master Rong, bad news! Hurry and get up, it’ll be too late… ” Xu Zhiyuan rushed into the bedroom and grabbed Rong Yan who was on the bed. At this moment, he could not be bothered to get up!
He opened his eyes slowly and asked coldly, “Xu Zhiyuan, are you courting death?”
His tone was extremely low and he sounded like he had just woken up. His body reeked of alcohol and he had yet to change out of his clothes. His shirt was crumpled and he was still wearing it. His face was full of fatigue and his chin had grown some stubble.
Rong Yan retracted his hand and kicked out. He grabbed his swollen head and staggered a few steps before leaping onto the bed again.
Xu Zhiyuan was badly injured and did not even dare to cover himself up. He stepped forward and grabbed Rong Yan who was about to fall asleep. “Young Master Rong, you really can’t sleep anymore. If you do, Young Madam will really leave!”
Upon hearing Xu Zhiyuan’s words, Rong Yan opened his eyes and stood up. He questioned, “Make yourself clear.”
“It’s like this. The bodyguards guarding the mansion in the morning reported that Young Madam, Kristen, and Catherine went to the airport early in the morning. They seem to be leaving the country!”
“Damn it! Why didn’t you say so earlier!?!” Rong Yan gritted his teeth angrily and grabbed his car key before dashing out.
Xu Zhiyuan felt very hurt, you have to give me a chance…
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S City International Airport, VIP lounge.
Kristen poured a glass of sour plum juice from the thermal flask and handed it to Luo Anning. “The butler instructed the kitchen to make it. The pregnant lady should like it.”
Luo Anning grabbed it and began sipping on it. Due to the fact that she was pregnant, she did not have much of an appetite. All of a sudden, she was in high spirits because of the sour and sweet juice.
Luo Anning squinted and praised, “Delicious!”
Catherine entered and leaned against the door frame. “Anning… ”
Luo Anning looked up at her and asked, “What’s the matter?”
Catherine glanced at Kristen and said, “Young Master Rong has already arrived at the airport. If you don’t want to see him, I’ll get someone to stop him.”
“No.”
Luo Anning turned him down without hesitation. She then lowered her head and continued drinking the sour plum juice. She lowered her eyes to hide her emotions.
Catherine nodded and turned around to leave. Kristen sat down beside her and placed a hand on her shoulder. “Honey, I bet you didn’t tell him about your pregnancy, did you?”
Luo Anning nodded sullenly while Kristen was amused. Just as he was about to say something, a large group of men dressed in black barged in. The leader was none other than the disheveled Rong Yan.
Rong Yan immediately caught sight of Luo Anning who was seated on the couch quietly drinking some sour plum juice. He strode towards her with bloodshot eyes and pulled her into his embrace.
“Anning, you’re not allowed to leave! You’re not allowed to go anywhere! Don’t think about leaving me. I’m telling you, this will be impossible for the rest of your life!” He said tyrannically and arrogantly in her ear. He tightened his grip around her waist and pressed her against his chest.
Feeling her warmth, her scent, her softness, mixed with the fear of losing her love, he finally felt relieved.
Luo Anning was overwhelmed with pain and she frantically tried to push him away.
