He bit the word "sleep" very hard. Uncle Zhang heard Rong Rong's hidden meaning, smiled happily and looked at the two of them ambiguously, then said good night and went back to return to Mr. Rong.

As soon as Uncle Zhang left, Luo Anning broke away from the man's arm, withdrew from his arms, and stared at him dissatisfied, "Why did you deliberately misunderstand Uncle Zhang?"

Young Master Rong looked at her with an idiotic look on his face, wiping his wet hair with a towel, "If you want to keep your ears quiet, this is the only way."

Suddenly, Young Master Rong approached her with an evil smile, his phoenix eyes stared closely into her beautiful eyes, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Don't misunderstand what I just said to grandpa, because it is impossible for us to have children. You are better than me on this point." Everyone knows it.”

Yes, she knew very well that the two had no feelings at all, they were just two strangers who were forcibly tied together to get married.

Mr. Rong has a mysophobia and dislikes women. In the past two years of marriage, unless Mr. Rong forced him to do anything, it would be extremely difficult for him to find time to meet her for a meal.

Now, she has looked away. As long as she takes back the inheritance left by her father, she will divorce him immediately.

"I understand that it's okay to deceive outsiders about our marriage. In fact, I know the essence of this marriage better than anyone else."

An Ning smiled, turned and walked towards the bathroom, "Don't worry, grandpa and mom, I will cover your lies. As long as grandpa helps me take back the An Ning Group, I will divorce you immediately."

Young Master Rong looked at the closed bathroom door, a smile flashed across his phoenix eyes. It was the best thing for her to think like this. As long as she didn't pester him, he would naturally not treat her badly.

Luo Anning thought that Uncle Zhang was gone and Rong Yan would leave, but she didn't expect that as soon as she came out of the bathroom, she saw the troubled man half leaning on the bed with a thin laptop on his lap and his fingers typing quickly on the keyboard.

She stopped wiping her hair with a towel, frowned, and said dissatisfied, "Why haven't you gone out yet?"

When Young Master Rong heard this, his eyes moved away from the computer screen and fell on her face. His handsome face narrowed slightly, "Why should I go out?"

What a joke, this is his territory, she should be the one to leave.

Luo Anning said angrily: "If you don't go out, why do you want me to go out? Mr. Rong, I don't want to be in the same room with you, and I believe you don't want to sleep with a woman, right? After all, you have mysophobia, don't you? , aren’t you afraid that I might infect you with germs or something?”

So he can't stay, right?

I don't believe he won't leave.

Young Master Rong shuddered subconsciously when he heard her talking about bacteria. There was a trace of disgust in his eyes. He looked at her with murderous eyes: "Go out to sleep, don't let me say it a second time."

"What if I say no?" Luo Anning liked to contradict him. She tossed the towel and walked towards the bed.

"Luo Anning, don't push yourself too far, I'll let you sleep in the guest room." Young Master Rong watched her walking towards him, his eyes turned cold, and he scolded.

When Luo Anning heard this, instead of being angry, she laughed softly, lifted up the quilt and lay next to him, looking at him as innocently as possible, "Young Master Rong, what should I do if someone doesn't like to sleep in the guest room?" If you don't want to, go ahead. I find this bed suits my liking, so I won't leave."

As he spoke, his weak, boneless hands crawled along the quilt, and were about to touch his charming chest exposed outside his nightgown.

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