Priceless New Bride: Accidentally Offending The Dangerous CEO (Priceless New Bride)

It made her think wildly all day long, and she once thought that everything he said and did before was all deceiving her.

He even once suspected that the four years that Mo Xiyan spent with him were the ones that held the most weight in his heart...

"An Ning, this is what happened. I confessed everything. Can you forgive me now?" Rong Yan held her chin with a smile on his thin lips, forcing her to look at him.

Those clear eyes reflected her own appearance at the moment, as if she was the only one in her eyes. That feeling was indescribable satisfaction.

Luo Anning didn't speak, just looked at him quietly. Why didn't he say it when he didn't want to say it? If he wanted to say it, she would have to forgive him?

She would rather not!

Time passed slowly, and the smile on Young Master Rong's lips gradually lost its hold. He lifted her chin and looked around, "An Ning, say a word, don't be silent. I've given you all the explanations you want. Now Are you still angry?"

Luo An Ning turned her face away lightly, but he turned it back the next second, bringing his handsome face very close to her, and his dark pupils looked straight into her heart: "An Ning... An Ning, are you still angry, huh? Be good and tell me you forgive me."

Ignoring his coaxing, Luo Anning slapped his hand away, stood up calmly, lowered her head and looked at him who was still lying on the ground, and said: "It seems that you are fine, so I will leave first. Mom will wait." I will take care of you."

Seeing that she was really about to leave, Young Master Rong secretly gritted his teeth, stood up neatly and grabbed her wrist, with a knowing look in his eyes and a quick breath: "Is it really so difficult to forgive? Haven't I told you all the explanations I want?"

"I can't see respect in your eyes." The voice was cold and without warmth.

Rong Yan let go of her hand, took a few steps back in panic, and suddenly chuckled. The laughter was low and deep, with a hint of self-deprecation, "I know."

What does he know?

Luo Anning frowned, but before she could figure out the meaning of his words, Rong Yan shouted out the door: "Xu Zhiyuan, come in!"

Soon, the ward door was pushed open, and Xu Zhiyuan walked in quickly, nodding and saying, "Mr. Rong, what are your orders?"

"Send the lawyer over immediately, I want to make a will!" The voice was low and loud.

These words were like a thunder on the ground, leaving Xu Zhiyuan and Luo Anning at a loss.

Xu Zhiyuan pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked seriously: "Young Master Rong, are you sure you want to make a will? Are you kidding me?"

Luo Anning also looked at Rong Yan in shock, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

Is he crazy to make a will?

He is not terminally ill and is so healthy that he can cause harm for decades. Now that he is making a will, what on earth is he doing!

Rong Yanfeng's eyes narrowed dangerously, and his dark pupils shone with sharp light, "Do you think I'm joking? What are you still doing? Hurry up!"

With a scolding, Xu Zhiyuan no longer dared to ask. He hurriedly took out his cell phone and called Xu Mengjie, asking her to come over as quickly as possible.

When Xu Mengjie, chief lawyer of Baina International, arrived, the atmosphere in the ward was freezing and depressing.

She glanced at her brother and asked with her eyes what the situation was.

Xu Zhiyuan clenched his fist and coughed, his eyes kept glancing at Young Master Rong, signaling her to ask Young Master Rong.

Xu Mengjie picked up the briefcase in her hand and asked businesslikely.