Luo Anning's eyes flickered, and then returned to their dead silence.

The woman is wearing an exquisite and gorgeous knee-length dress, with large dark brown wavy hair hanging loosely around her waist. She has delicate makeup on her face, making her look very noble.

The woman walked in, then walked out again, with undisguised disgust flashing in her eyes, and said to the person behind her: "The air is too dirty."

The person behind her lowered her head in fear and apologized repeatedly. Then she got air freshener and sprayed it in the room a few times before the woman stepped in.

"Miss Luo, we haven't seen you for two years. How are you?" The woman sat down on a chair brought by the bodyguard and looked at her in a calm and elegant manner, looking at her in a state of embarrassment and desolation.

Just as Luo Anning was about to say something, she realized that her mouth was sealed. The woman waved her hand, and the bodyguard immediately stepped forward and removed the tape from her mouth.

"Hiss—" Luo Anning gasped in pain.

"Don't you have something to say? Say it now. I'll give you this chance." The woman raised her chin arrogantly and looked at her like a charity.

The contempt and disgust in those dark green eyes were so obvious that she could see them without any concealment.

Luo Anning smiled weakly and looked at the woman with a hint of provocation: "Roland, are you scared to see me? That's why you are so anxious to tie me up."

"Ha... would I be afraid of you?" York Roland laughed contemptuously, "Miss Luo, do you need me to remind you, who am I and who are you? My daughter, the Marquis of York, needs to be afraid of you. A low-class person who is nothing?”

"If you weren't afraid, why were you so anxious to know that I was in the UK and immediately sent someone to kidnap me? If this isn't considered fear, then I really don't know what defines it as fear."

Roland stared at her for a long time, then he suddenly realized something and said with a smile: "By the way, I almost forgot that Miss Luo has already flown onto the branch and turned into a phoenix, becoming Young Mistress Rong. No wonder you dare to go against me now."

Luo Anning pursed her lips and remained silent. If she thought she was trying to fight against her, then there was nothing she could do about it.

She didn't speak, and Roland wasn't angry either. He smiled to himself and said, "I saw your husband, Young Master Rong, three days ago. It seems he doesn't love you as much as the rumors say. You said you've been missing for three days, how could he possibly Don’t know any news? Oh, by the way, I heard that Mr. Rong took the seven o’clock flight to France last night.”

The smile on Roland's face became more and more smug and vicious, "So, your life and death are all in my hands. Don't say that Young Master Rong finds out, so what if he finds out? A strong dragon can't overpower a local snake. I don't think so this time. Who else can save you!"

"From the moment I was caught by you, I never thought about leaving alive. Because no one knows you better than me, Roland." Luo Anning curled her lips slightly and smiled bitterly.

Young Master Rong told her to get lost that night, and now that she has disappeared, the happiest person is none other than him, right?

He went to France. As Xu Zhiyuan said, his itinerary should have included the United Kingdom, France and Ireland.

Perhaps even though she was disobedient to Mr. Rong, she still decided not to agree to come to England together.

She once thought by chance that Roland might not know that she came to England. Young Master Rong had a tight schedule and might not stay long, so she came.

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