"Oh my god! Young Madam, why are you all drenched? Hurry and go upstairs to get changed. You just had a miscarriage, you can't catch a cold."
Auntie Li nudged her upstairs anxiously while Luo Anning glanced at Rong Yan who was seated on the couch, only to realize that he was remaining still without even looking at her. She burst into laughter all of a sudden.
This is probably what hurts the most.
Maybe, he's angry only because I slapped Mo Xiyan.
His former girlfriend of four years…
The thread keeping Luo Anning's heart together seemed to have broken at this moment, and she felt the urge to go all out.
She gently pushed Auntie Li's hand away and made her way upstairs with her back straight.
Her wet feet left footprints behind on the posh carpet on the ground.
