327. Chapter 327 Rong Yan Is Not Here, so You Don’t Have to Pretend.

"Thank you for saving me." Luo Anning looked at Mo Xiyan, feeling grateful but also defensive.

After going through so much, there are only few people who can make her trust her. Besides Lu Momo and Mo Qiange, the only ones are Du Xiaoran and Kristine.

Du Xiaoran is a special being, with a regretful first love. Even if he no longer loves, the trust is still there.

Christine saved her in despair. Although he was mysterious and strange, he had never done anything to harm her.

Even the great kindness is just to let her cook the food.

Even in the last issue, if Christine hadn't told about Rong Yan and Mo Xiyan's affairs, she probably wouldn't have known about it so quickly.

I'm afraid I don't know that I have such a strong love rival.

"You don't need to thank me. The reason why I saved you is just because you are Yan's wife." Looking at her right hand, Mo Xiyan smiled bitterly.

"I know." Luo Anning sat down on the sofa and picked up an apple, "Want to eat?"

"Need not."

Luo Anning smiled nonchalantly, took a bite and ate. He looked at her indifferently, but his tone was extremely harsh: "There are only two of us now, so let's talk about it."

Mo Xiyan looked at her with an unpredictable expression for a long time, his eyes always fixed on her face, as if he was exploring or thinking about the real intention of her words.

Luo An quietly sat silently, and the crisp sound of biting apples sounded in the ward. She was not in a hurry and waited slowly.

For a long time, Mo Xiyan looked at her suspiciously and asked uncertainly, "What do you mean?"

"Don't you know what I mean?" Luo Anning asked with a chuckle. The apple core in his hand fell into the trash can in a parabola in the air.

Taking out a tissue and wiping her hands, she said disapprovingly: "We Ming people don't talk secretly. Rong Yan is not here, so you don't have to pretend."

"Pretending?" Mo Xiyan asked coldly, "Then let me ask you, what am I pretending to do?"

"Do you want to tell me that you don't love Rong Yan anymore? You are so willing to be ordinary friends with him, isn't it just for the sake of being close to the water?"

As he said that, Luo An Ning couldn't help but laugh: "Stop being funny, I'm not a fool, and please don't underestimate my IQ and EQ, okay? Frankly speaking, I am very grateful to you for saving me this time, but it does not represent me. I will allow you to approach Rong Yan again and again with the kindness of saving me."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Mo Xiyan looked at her coldly, with a hint of warning in her eyes.

She was also extremely calm, completely different from the one who had thrown herself into Rong Yan's arms and cried heartbreakingly.

Luo Anning suddenly admired her. Who else could she be compared to the Oscar-winning actress?

"Mo Xiyan, are you sure you want to keep pretending to me like this? If so, then our conversation today is completely meaningless." Luo Anning was a little irritated and got up to pour a glass of water.

"I'm a patient. If you have nothing to do, please leave. I need to rest." After Mo Xiyan finished speaking, she clumsily tried to lie down and rest.

Luo Anning put down the water glass and walked to the bedside. He stretched out his hand to support her and said slowly: "Since you don't want to say it, forget it. Anyway, I have plenty of time to play with you."

Perhaps her words were too aggressive, but Mo Xiyan couldn't help but wave her away with her left hand.