Everyone Has A Past (5)

Greatly taken aback, Rong Yan stared at her as his anger vanished a little. He then grabbed the cigarette and accurately tossed it into the ashtray.

He extended his long and fair fingers towards Luo Anning who was confused. Rong Yan ordered arrogantly, "Pull me."

Luo Anning thought to herself in bewilderment, must he throw such a huge fit?

Who's the one at fault?

My case is a misunderstanding but what about him?

He didn't even give me a damned explanation. What is this?

She reluctantly pulled him up from the couch and turned around to leave. As soon as she took a few steps forward, she felt him grabbing her hand, followed by him speaking in an angry tone.

"Where are you going again?"

Luo Anning retorted in annoyance, "To brush my teeth and wash my face. Young Master Rong, would you like to do it for me?"

Rong Yan said calmly, "Luo Anning, everyone has a past."