Honey, Come Home With Me (8)

Sometimes, Luo Anning found herself to be rather pitiful and she felt like a failure for how her life turned out.

Rong Yan thumped himself down and there was barely any expression on his handsome face. He stared at the ground, seemingly deep in thought.

A sudden silence filled the room and there were no other noises apart from Lu Momo's chattering in her sleep.

The silence persisted on for a while and Luo Anning rubbed her forehead in fatigue. She said, "It's getting late, Young Master Rong. Please leave."

Rong Yan stood up and suddenly hugged Luo Anning, after which he turned around to leave. Luo Anning subconsciously grabbed his arm and questioned, "Rong Yan, are you out of your mind? Where are you taking me to!?! Hurry and put me down. Did you hear me!?!"