Luo Anning took a shower and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking down at the neon lights at her feet. She slept on the plane for so long that she was not sleepy at all now.

She ordered room service for dinner and ordered food to be delivered to the room. She ate a few hastily and lost her appetite.

Putting down her knife and fork, she paced around the room, feeling inexplicably irritable. She was not in the mood to do anything, but the more she did nothing, the more irritable she became.

Such a vicious cycle continued, so she sat blankly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, bending her legs and wrapping her arms around her knees, looking at the neon night view of London under her feet, letting her mind wander.

Young Master Rong opened the door and came in, and saw her sitting on the ground, her back a little lonely, which was indescribably different from her past appearance.

He was used to seeing her angry, flamboyant, confident and elegant look, but suddenly seeing such a defenseless, lonely and pitiful look made Young Master Rong feel a little uncomfortable.

Does she really hate going on business trips with him that much?

Young Master Rong was leaning on the door quilt, holding the tie he had taken off in his hand, looking at her thoughtfully with his phoenix eyes. Luo Anning was unaware that she had become the scenery in other people's eyes.

She looked at the horizon, and he stared at her lonely back...

One minute, three minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes...

Young Master Rong threw down his tie, strode to the floor-to-ceiling window, pulled her up roughly, and roared: "Luo An Ning, are you done yet? Does being with me make you feel so uncomfortable? Okay, neither do I." I force you to go away and don’t let me see you again!”

I think he has lived for 27 years, when has he ever been so disliked by a woman?

Let's put it this way, except for her, Luo An'ing, which other woman would have the guts to dislike him?

For a moment, Young Master Rong's arrogant heart was shocked. He became angry and dragged Luo Anning out of the door.

He opened the door and threw her out mercilessly: "Go away, I don't want to see you either!"

"Bang——" There was a loud noise, and the gorgeous door of the presidential suite closed in front of her eyes.

Luo Anning seemed to have just come back to her senses. She looked at the closed door, then looked down at the pajamas she was wearing. She closed her eyes deeply and opened them again. There was no emotion or waves in her eyes.

She rang the doorbell, trying to get Mr. Rong to open the door, but Mr. Rong seemed determined. No matter how hard she pressed, the gorgeous door never moved.

Luo Anning sighed. She didn't even know where she had offended him and ended up being kicked out.

That's all, if you don't let in, don't let in.

She went downstairs to the lobby and asked the assistant lobby manager to get her a set of clothes. After changing her clothes, she walked out of the hotel.

Although it was summer, the wind in the night was still a bit cool. She hugged herself with her arms tightly and walked aimlessly.

Unknowingly, she walked to the Thames River, stood on the riverside, and looked at the colorful neon lights reflected on the calm river surface, but her heart became more and more peaceful.

All the noise stopped at this moment.

There are not many people walking along the river. There are a few romantic couples walking hand in hand, and homeless people rummaging for food next to the trash can. When they find nothing, they will curse: "shi.t!"

All of this is familiar yet strange.

It turned out that the past that I had tried so hard to forget had faded away without even realizing it.

This is the magic of time.

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