At the S City International Airport, on the private parking lot, the Rong family was mobilized to send Luo Anning off.
Young Master Rong was holding the well-wrapped young commander in his arms. His handsome face was expressionless, but his eyes kept glancing at Luo Anning.
The desire to show that he didn’t care about Luo Anning but couldn’t help but glance at her made him feel a little awkward.
Xu Zhiyuan had been instructed by young master Rong to accompany the young mistress the entire time. At this moment, he was standing behind Luo Anning, dutifully performing his duties.
When he saw Young Master Rong’s expression, he quickly lowered his head and his shoulders twitched slightly..
Luo Anning looked at grandfather Rong and then looked at Jiang Peihua. She looked around and finally stopped at Rong Yan and little handsome, who was struggling in his arms.
