He said in a loving tone: "Girl An Ning, did that brat not take good care of you? I wasn't so thin last time, why am I so thin now? Look at my chin, it's sharp."

"Mom, Rong Yan is very good to me, it's just that I don't gain weight."

"You girl, you know how to speak for him." Jiang Peihua pinched her cheek and smiled lovingly.

This intimate gesture was what her mother had done to her since she was a child...

For a moment, Luo Anning felt a little sore on the tip of her nose. Jiang Peihua, in addition to inducing pregnancy, really treated her as her daughter-in-law.

Now that Mo Xiyan is present, she still makes such a meaningful statement, which is undoubtedly an affirmation and recognition of her fight.

"Mom, I..." Luo Anning suddenly felt a surge of emotion.

Hearing the difference in her voice, Jiang Peihua thought she had been wronged, so he held her hands and patted the back of her hands comfortingly: "There's no need to say anything, Mom knows. As long as Mom is here, she won't let you be wronged. Yes, if anything happens, just tell mom and she will help you vent your anger!"

Rong Yan frowned slightly, sensing something was wrong with her. He walked over and took her into his arms, asking in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Taking a deep breath, Luo Anning curled her lips, "I'm fine, I just suddenly remembered that my mother was here."

"Silly boy, I will be your mother from now on. If you have any inner feelings or grievances, you can tell her. Mom will make the decision for you, eh?"

Rong Yan is an only son. Jiang Peihua has always wanted a daughter who is as considerate as a little cotton-padded jacket. Unfortunately...

Luo Anning was polite and obedient, and she was her daughter-in-law. She liked her very much, so naturally she treated her as a daughter.

Luo Anning was moved and nodded repeatedly. Rong Yan raised a smile on her thin lips, rubbed her head, and whispered: "Are you stupid? Why didn't I know you were so sentimental?"

Luo Anning glared at him unconvinced: "You are stupid! It's just that my mother is so kind to me, it reminds me of my mother..."

The three of them looked harmonious and harmonious, which made Mo Xiyan, who was still standing aside, particularly embarrassed.

She bit her lower lip tightly, her face turned pale, her heart was in a state of overwhelming pain, and the pain in her heart was about to drown her.

She wanted to go up and push Luo Anning away. Rong Yan's arms were hers. In the past, his arms were only open to her.

His smile and tenderness were only for her!

But now, why can Luo An Ningquan enjoy...

My heart aches, she loves him so much, why did he marry another woman?

Why did her love for the man who once said he would marry her still throb as before four years later...

Luo Anning didn't expect that her unintentional touch would embarrass Mo Xiyan so much. When she found out that Mo Xiyan was still standing there without being invited to sit down, she was slightly surprised.

She thought that with her aloof and aloof temperament, she would take the initiative to sit down.

At least when Mo Xiyan was with her and Rong Yan, she was always the one who took the initiative to pick up topics and keep them quiet.

After a long time that seemed like a century, Jiang Peihua seemed to realize that there was still a living person standing there. She waved her hand impatiently: "Steward Zhang, everyone who comes in is a guest."

Butler Zhang had been serving in the Rong Mansion for so many years, so he naturally knew the hidden meaning of Jiang Peihua's words, so he walked up to Mo Xiyan with a smile and said, "Miss Mo, why are you still standing? Please sit down!"

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