Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Uncle Zhang, must I really go?” Luo Anning asked while biting her lip.
Uncle Zhang’s smile stiffened and he said, “Young Madam, Old Mr. Rong is just doing this for you and Young Master Rong’s good. You two have been married for more than two years and Old Mr. Rong has been wanting to have a grandchild for a long time. So, he’s creating an opportunity for you guys this time.”
Luo Anning was speechless.
Upon getting inside the car, Luo Anning remained silent and so did Uncle Zhang who had noticed it. Instead, he quietly stepped on the accelerator to speed up.
Uncle Zhang wanted to escort Luo Anning all the way into the airport when they arrived, but was firmly rejected by her.
“In that case, Young Madam, I hope you have a joyous trip with Young Master Rong. I’ll go back to report to Old Mr. Rong.” Uncle Zhang then left.
In low spirits, Luo Anning entered the airport while lugging her suitcase along. She instantly caught sight of Xu Zhiyuan who was standing at a distance away and waiting for her. The instant he saw her, Xu Zhiyuan stepped forward to pick up the suitcase in her hand. “Young Madam, Young Master Rong has arrived, he is waiting for you in the VIP lounge.”
Luo Anning stopped in her tracks after taking a few steps and she asked Xu Zhiyuan, “Can I not go to England?”
Xu Zhiyuan looked at her in amazement and answered, “Young Madam, I believe you too, know that this is an order from Old Mr. Rong. Even Young Master Rong can’t defy him… ”
“Is England the only place on his itinerary?” Luo Anning asked with a frown.
“Young Master Rong will be traveling to France and Ireland too.”
“Can I wait for him in France or Ireland then? I’m not going to go to England.”
“Young Madam, well… I don’t have a say in this. You’d better communicate this to Young Master Rong,” said Xu Zhiyuan who was suddenly put on the spot.
Xu Zhiyuan fled right after he said his piece.
Luo Anning clenched her fists, for she really did not want to go to England…
Despite feeling extremely reluctant, Luo Anning still boarded the flight to England.
Seated in the first class cabin, Luo Anning closed her eyes and went to sleep. Rong Yan sat beside her and silently grew furious upon sight of her reluctance.
Is going on a business trip with him, that difficult of a task?
She was making it seem like a death mission!
Rong Yan was prideful and arrogant too. Seeing how aloof Luo Anning was, Rong Yan decided not to look at her and hence turned his head away.
The two of them remained silent throughout the ten-odd hour flight to London.
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Once they disembarked, Rong Yan left together with Xu Zhiyuan, leaving the bodyguards behind to escort Luo Anning back to the hotel.
It had been two years since she last visited London. Now that she was there again, she was filled with a complicated mix of emotions. She felt a little upset, emotional and disheartened at the same time.
She took out the pair of shades that she had long prepared beforehand and left the airport to go to the hotel under the escort of the bodyguards.
They were checking in to one of the hotels owned by the Baina International Group. The senior executives of the hotel received news of their impending arrival long ago, and was now leading their subordinates to the door of Brilliance Hotel, to welcome them.
The manager was a tall and handsome British man, who was greeting her in Chinese with an English accent which amused Luo Anning. Staring at him, she replied in English, “You don’t need to go to such a great extent. You may get back to your respective duties. I’ll return to my own room.”
The manager was surprised by Luo Anning’s low-key and simple appearance and attitude. He then said with immense respect, “Young Madam, feel free to press the service bell whenever you need help. We’ll satisfy your needs as soon as possible.”
Luo Anning smiled and returned to her Presidential suite which was located on the highest floor.