“Anning,you’re still sick. Will you cut it out?” Rong Yan stepped forth and tried to hold her.
Luo Anning stared at him vigilantly, as if she would hit him if he dared to take another step forward.
Her eyes were so cold that he felt terrified.
Feeling an immense pain in her head, Luo Anning pressed her temples and said in annoyance, “Rong Yan, to be honest, you’re the last person I want to see right now. So, please stop showing up in front of me, okay!?!”
“But I want to see you!” Rong Yan barked sternly while trying to suppress his anger.
The nurses who passed by quickly turned away when they saw them arguing.
“Rong Yan, do you still remember what you said to me before you went to England?” she asked abruptly.
Rong Yan answered in a low and raspy voice, “Yes.”
Luo Anning smiled and leaned back against the wall. Staring at him quietly, she said, “Fine, I want to hear your explanation then.”
Rong Yan took out a cigarette and lit it up before taking a deep whiff of it. He remained silent while Luo Anning continued waiting instead of urging him.
After finishing the first cigarette, Rong Yan lit up the second. Luo Anning lost her patience and humphed in disdain before walking away.
He grabbed her and muttered, “… Don’t go.”
Pak!
Luo Anning slapped him.
The clap was loud, clear and forceful, causing Rong Yan’s pale skin to turn red.
His eyes were full of shock which was soon replaced by anger. He then tightened his grip on her wrist, seemingly trying to break it!
Luo Anning laughed and gibed, “What’s the matter? Am I the first person to slap you, Young Master Rong? It’s a great pleasure then.”
She then said with an expressionless face, “If you don’t want to be hit again, move your filthy hand away from me!”
“Luo Anning, you’re courting death!” Rong Yan hollered, greatly angered by her vicious words. He flicked his cigarette away, bent forward to pick her up and put her on his shoulder before striding away.
Feeling a dull ache in her stomach because of Rong Yan’s hard shoulder, Luo Anning broke out into cold sweat and looked down. The blood rushing to her head made her feel like she was suffocating.
“F***! Put me down!”
Rong Yan humphed and continued walking quickly. “Impossible!”
Luo Anning continued struggling and kicking her legs in the air. “Rong Yan, what are you trying to do? What do you take me for? You’re involved in a messy and ambiguous relationship with Mo Xiyan and yet, you’re here being an eyesore to me. Do you know how detestable you are!?!”
Pak!
Rong Yan pressed his lips together and smacked her buttocks. “You’d better behave yourself or else, I’ll throw you down!”
“I’d rather get thrown down by you than have to face you,” Luo Anning taunted fearlessly.
She was full of anger and hatred. She wished she could slap him harder to vent all her anger.
Why can he hurt her so audaciously and make her upset while he enjoys life with Mo Xiyan?
She thought, I’m going to provoke him and anger him. The angrier he is, the happier I will be.
Rong Yan ignored her and threw her inside the car before getting in. He ordered, “Go back to the mansion!”
As soon as Luo Anning was thrown into the car, she began struggling again. She then pushed the door open and tried to jump out.