“Damn it! Luo Anning, where are you going!?!”
Luo Anning dashed out as if she did not hear him at all. She hopped into a convertible Ferrari and sped away. The car grazed past Rong Yan and he subconsciously dodged.
When he tried to chase after her again, Luo Anning was nowhere to be seen!
Rong Yan barked, “Prepare the car and return to Old Mr. Rong’s mansion!”
…
The fiery red Ferrari dashed towards the grand entrance of Old Mr. Rong’s mansion like a sharp sword. The guards at the door opened the door as soon as they saw the Ferrari.
They arrived at the inner court without any obstructions. Luo Anning alighted from the car and headed inside.
Mo Xiyan was drinking tea with Old Mr. Rong and while the two of them chatted merrily Butler Zhang occasionally chimed in.
Upon sight of Luo Anning, Mo Xiyan stopped drinking her tea and Old Mr. Rong slammed the teacup onto the coffee table. “Who let you in?”
Luo Anning stared at Mo Xiyan and said coldly, “Mo Xiyan, it’s time you pay for everything you’ve done.”
Mo Xiyan shrank back into the couch and placed her hand on her abdomen. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Grandpa doesn’t like seeing you. Please leave.”
“Of course I’ll leave. However, before that, I’m going to remove one of your arms.” Luo Anning sneered with an extremely terrifying smile. “How’s your right arm? Catherine saved it painstakingly. I naturally have the right to take it back!”
She walked towards Mo Xiyan and the sounds of footsteps could be heard. Mo Xiyan got up in fear and tried to run away. Luo Anning grabbed her long hair and pulled her back.
Mo Xiyan screamed in pain, “Help! Grandpa, help! Luo Anning is crazy! This lunatic!”
Old Mr. Rong clearly did not expect Luo Anning to act so unhinged. He snapped out of his trance and hollered, “What are you waiting for? Hurry and drag her away! If Lass Mo gets hurt, don’t even think about leaving the mansion!”
Luo Anning grabbed Mo Xiyan’s right elbow and pressed her finger downwards. Mo Xiyan’s arm was numb and she yelled, “Grandpa, save me!”
Upon sight of the fruit knife on the coffee table, Luo Anning bent forward and picked it up. She then pressed the tip of the knife against Mo Xiyan’s right arm and slowly pushed it into her flesh…
Feeling immense pain in her right arm, Mo Xiyan broke out into cold sweat and pressed her left hand against her abdomen, not daring to move at all.
The child was her only chance to turn things around. Even if she lost an arm, she could not lose the child!
Seeing Mo Xiyan’s blood flow onto the carpet, Old Mr. Rong’s eyes turned red and he threw his cane at Luo Anning.
Luo Anning did not even look at him. She did not even want to dodge it.
Nothing is more important than destroying Mo Xiyan’s right arm.
Just as the cane was about to hit Luo Anning’s head, a large hand grabbed the cane from the air.
He grabbed the cane and threw it onto the ground in the next second.
Rong Yan stared at Old Mr. Rong with pursed lips, showing his extreme anger.