Chapter 259: Everyone Has A Past (5)

Greatly taken aback, Rong Yan stared at her as his anger vanished a little. He then grabbed the cigarette and accurately tossed it into the ashtray.

He extended his long and fair fingers towards Luo Anning who was confused. Rong Yan ordered arrogantly, “Pull me.”

Luo Anning thought to herself in bewilderment, must he throw such a huge fit?

Who’s the one at fault?

My case is a misunderstanding but what about him?

He didn’t even give me a damned explanation. What is this?

She reluctantly pulled him up from the couch and turned around to leave. As soon as she took a few steps forward, she felt him grabbing her hand, followed by him speaking in an angry tone.

“Where are you going again?”

Luo Anning retorted in annoyance, “To brush my teeth and wash my face. Young Master Rong, would you like to do it for me?”

Rong Yan said calmly, “Luo Anning, everyone has a past.”

…

Rong Yan was initially supposed to go to the office. However, he received a call from Old Mr. Rong’s butler, Butler Zhang who informed him that Old Mr. Rong and Jiang Peihua wanted him to take Luo Anning home for dinner tonight because they had not seen her in such a long time.

Rong Yan hesitated for a moment as he stared at the stairs. Going home would undoubtedly mean that they had to face the music and be urged to give birth. Besides, Luo Anning may not sacrifice her happiness and go home with him now that they had just argued.

The consequences of not going home would undoubtedly be even more serious, for his grandfather and mother might just nag at him endlessly…

After weighing the pros and cons, Rong Yan set off to the company and before he left, he told Auntie Li to inform Luo Anning to return to Old Mr. Rong’s place at night.

When Luo Anning headed downstairs for breakfast after washing up, Auntie Li relayed Rong Yan’s message to her. Luo Anning frowned and thought, return to Old Mr. Rong’s place?

Well, that makes sense. I still owe Old Mr. Rong and Jiang Peihua an explanation ever since the reports of me being a rape victim surfaced.

Wealthy families were exceptionally prestigious, especially Rong Yan’s whose family was the wealthiest in Asia.

After that, they’re going to talk to me about giving birth and carrying on the family’s bloodline…

The thought of having children gave Luo Anning a major headache. She did like children but at this point, she was unsure if she could make it till the end with Rong Yan.

She could not deny that Rong Yan’s gentle attitude made her gradually fall for him.

However, she began to doubt her feelings for him after finding out that he still felt a little something for his former girlfriend…

Ever since last night, he had never once given her an explanation as to why he did not allow her to enter that locked guest room.

A half-hearted answer was better than nothing.

She did not wish to bother about the sudden bitter feeling that filled her heart. She knew that she would be the one getting hurt once the truth was out.

She was afraid to hear him say that he was still in love with his former girlfriend…

…

In the evening, Luo Anning called the chauffeur and got him to send her to Old Mr. Rong’s place, instead of getting Rong Yan to pick her up.

By the time Rong Yan arrived at Luxury Mansion, Luo Anning was already 30 minutes into her journey there.

Rong Yan had a sullen expression on his face and he looked threatening and gloomy.

Very good. She doesn’t want to go with me, eh?

He sneered and ordered coldly, “Step on it.”

“Yes, Young Master Rong,” the chauffeur answered politely.

As soon as they pulled over at the mansion, Butler Zhang enthusiastically stepped forth to open the door and greeted him smilingly, “Young Master Rong, you’re finally here. Young Madam arrived a long time ago. Madam is still nagging about you. Hurry and go in.”

Rong Yan nodded and walked through the yard to enter the living room, seemingly distracted.

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