After getting in the car, Luo Anning pushed the phone over to her. Rong Yan was a little confused: "What's wrong?"

"Let Xu Zhiyuan come over."

When my wife spoke, there was no reason for Young Master Rong to disobey. He ordered Xu Zhiyuan on the other end of the phone in a deep voice: "Xu Zhiyuan, I order you to arrive at the Haoting Mansion within half an hour, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

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After answering the phone call, Xu Zhiyuan felt anxious about the Haoting Mansion, his heart dropped, and a bad premonition began to arise.

Rong Yanxin's long body was leaning against the extended Lincoln door, holding a lighter in one hand and holding a cigarette in the other, puffing away in an indescribably lazy manner.

Xu Zhiyuan took a quick look and didn't see the young mistress. Fortunately, he was lucky.

He stepped forward and asked, "Young Master Rong, why do you come to me so late?"

You know, it was three o'clock in the morning when I received the call. It was so late at night that I had to get up from the bed while I was sleeping soundly. How could it take so much perseverance?

"I'm not looking for you." Young Master Rong blew out a long stream of white mist from his thin lips, and pointed at the person walking towards him with the hand holding the cigarette: "It's An Ning looking for you."

Xu Zhiyuan broke out in a cold sweat, and Luo Anning had already changed into casual home clothes and walked out.

Seeing Xu Zhiyuan, she moved her neck slightly and then started to move her wrist, as if she was going to hit someone.

Xu Zhiyuan took a few steps back with a guilty conscience, and pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Young lady, if you have something to say, please tell me. It's best not to use force in the middle of the night, so as not to affect your sleep."

"Okay, I'll tell you 'okay'." Luo Anning put his hands on his slender waist with a conversational expression.

Xu Zhiyuan stepped forward with his guard down and smiled, "Young Madam, what do you want to talk about?"

"Tell me, what did you do in the apartment?"

Xu Zhiyuan glanced at Young Master Rong out of the corner of his eye, and found that Young Master Rong had a gloomy face, with a fierce attitude as if the storm was about to come.

He didn't dare to laugh and said truthfully: "Young lady, when Miss Mo called me into the guest bedroom, Young Master Rong had already fallen asleep. Miss Mo said that Young Master Rong was too tired and needed to rest, so she asked me to carry him into the master bedroom. , and changed him into pajamas. I saw that Young Master Rong was sleeping soundly, so I did it without any doubt. After everything was done, Miss Mo asked me to leave, saying that she would take good care of Young Master Rong. "

This is what happened. Because he knew that Rong Yan was staying with Mo Xiyan, and he changed into pajamas for him, he was afraid of Luo An Ning being angry, so he hesitated and did not dare to tell where Rong Yan was.

Luo Anning smiled softly and said in a soft voice: "That's it, is it gone?"

Xu Zhiyuan nodded: "Young mistress, how dare I deceive you? In fact, it's just that much and nothing else."

"Very good." Luo Anning nodded, Rong Yan also walked up, and he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, "Xu Zhiyuan, you are so courageous, you even dare to take off my clothes! It seems that you still don't understand, Who is your master?"

The couple were approaching him at the same time. Xu Zhiyuan was sweating violently and backed away step by step, "Young Master Rong, Young Mistress, don't..." hit me.

Before he finished speaking, Luo Anning rushed to him with a vigorous figure, grabbed one of his arms, and threw him to the ground with a neat over-the-shoulder throw.

Xu Zhiyuan didn't even have time to struggle. Rong Yan stretched out his hands to pull him up, clasped his shoulders, bent his long legs and hit him hard in the abdomen.

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