Understanding Doesn't Mean Forgiving

"Mother specially came to see you. Can you bear to disappoint her?" Rong Yan insisted.

Luo Anning began to waver at the thought of Jiang Peihua.

To be fair, Jiang Peihua treated her extremely well, as if she were her biological daughter.

Back when she had a miscarriage, she was the one who personally took care of her in the hospital and was worried about letting the nurses and servants take care of her.

Seeing that she was a little hesitant, Rong Yan picked her up from the bed and grabbed a fresh set of clothes from the closet. "Go change into them. We came back from Old Mr. Rong's place just to have a meal with you. Go ahead, don't let Mother wait too long."

Although Luo Anning did not wish to face him, she still had to give Jiang Peihua face no matter what.

She picked up the dress and changed into it in the bathroom before tidying herself up before leaving the bedroom. Rong Yan then held her hand and wrapped it tightly in his palm.