287. Chapter 287 Let’s Not Quarrel, Okay? 【3】

Luo Anning chuckled lightly, holding his handsome face with both hands, her tone was surprisingly gentle: "Rong Yan, do you know? Why is it that today, two years later, even if Xiao Ran still loves me, I can't choose him? ?”

Rong Yan frowned, and his dark phoenix eyes were like ink that was so rich that it couldn't be melted away.

Luo Anning let go of his face and turned her head to look out of the floor-to-ceiling window at the bright sky outside: "Two years ago, Roland used his power to threaten my life. At that time, even if I died with him, I would not I wish he would let me go. But, for the sake of my life, he finally let me go and chose to be with Roland. I understand him, but... I can't forgive him."

Love is not blind, and it is not about lowering yourself to the dust again and again. She admitted that she fell in love with him. After he had done so much for her so gently, there was no reason for her to refuse his gentle offensive.

However, there is a bottom line for liking and loving, and her bottom line is self-esteem.

Even if you love her again, once you let her go, it will be impossible again.

He had never heard her explain her attitude towards Du Xiaoran to him. Rong Yan was not stupid and could hear the meaning in her words.

She was telling him that once he chose Mo Xiyan instead of her, there would be no possibility for them again.

Rong Yan curled his lips, he believed that only she could be so decisive.

Just looking at her intently, Rong Yan realized that he really...had nothing to do with her.

He lay slumped on her body, buried his head in the crook of her neck, rubbed it, and said in a hoarse voice: "An Ning, I'll tell you whatever you want to know... don't make trouble with me, okay?"

He never likes to quarrel, and he is not a person who is good at explaining, but...he found that if he didn't explain, she could stay in a cold war with him for the rest of her life.

What's more... she even handed him a signed divorce agreement.

"Why, do you think I'm forcing you?" Luo Anning looked at the ceiling, his eyes indifferent and his tone shallow.

"No." Rong Yan kissed her neck softly: "You didn't force me, I just said what I wanted to say."

At this time, even if she forced him, Young Master Rong did not dare to say it.

Only a fool would say he was forced!

Seeing that his wife can be hugged, he is not stupid enough to anger her now.

"Rong Yan, if you don't want to talk, you don't have to." Luo Anning closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep: "I don't have to listen. I'm not interested in other people's love stories."

Yes, it’s not that he must listen, but if he doesn’t listen, he must die!

Rong Yan finally realized what a woman's duplicity meant. He hugged her soft waist tightly, pressed his thin lips to the delicate skin on her neck, and said with hot breath: "It's me who has to say it, but it's not that you have to listen. Is this okay, wife?"

Luo Anning snorted, neither lightly nor harshly.

Rong Yan immediately laughed, and making a fuss with him showed that he was in a good mood. So Rong Shao kept up his efforts, thought for a moment, organized his words and prepared a good tone, and then spoke slowly.

"Xi Yan, she is my high school classmate and my first love. She has a bad family background and an arrogant temper. She doesn't like using my money, so she refused the suggestion to study abroad with me. Although I had many arguments with my grandfather. , but later, in order to accompany her to study in China, grandpa still compromised with me."