Let’s not talk about the bodyguard. Just the fact that so many passers-by were looking at her made her want to crawl into the cracks in the ground. How thick-skinned did he have to be able to do whatever he wanted?

Young Master Rong raised the corners of his lips and smiled wickedly. He looked down at the dark head in his arms and touched her head in a good mood, "Be good, there are reporters taking pictures."

Be good, sister! Be good!

Luo Anning was annoyed, but she still had to cooperate with him stiffly, performing a loving drama on the street.

Rong Shao hugged her for a while, and when he had had enough hugging and playing, he kindly let her go. Luo Anning immediately withdrew from his arms, took a few deep breaths and looked around.

She gritted her teeth and asked, "Master Rong, where are the reporters?"

"We posed for them to take pictures. After we got what we wanted, we naturally left." Rong Shao curled his lips indifferently and strode towards the restaurant with his long legs.

Luo Anning took a deep breath and clenched her fists. Okay, she accepted it. When the scandal is over, she will stay away from him.

Whether Rong Yan did it intentionally or not, the two of them did not eat in the private room, but in the hall.

Now, the entire restaurant was paying attention. From the moment they stepped into the restaurant, their eyes quickly focused on them.

The manager greeted him personally, smiled so kindly, and warmly and respectfully greeted Young Master Rong to sit down. Luo Anning couldn't help but sigh, this is the benefit of money and power.

Everywhere you go there are people willing to flatter and fawn over.

The two of them sat down, with the bodyguard waiting three steps away. The manager took the food and asked them to order. Young Master Rong moved the menu and said with dignity and elegance: "You can order whatever you like. I'm the same as you." That’s it.”

Look, what a gentle man, what a considerate man!

If she was still a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old who had just begun to fall in love, she might have been captured by his noble and elegant appearance.

He secretly murmured in his heart that Luo An Ning still did a good job in the scene. He smiled softly and lowered his head to look at the menu. Most of the dishes he ordered were based on his taste. He suddenly and considerately added: You work Thank you for your hard work, I need to make up for it.

Of course, she didn't know what Mr. Rong's taste was like. It was natural for him to be disgusting when it came to acting.

Anyway, if you are disgusting, you don’t have to pay with your life.

Rong Yan held his chin with one hand and looked at the woman opposite him lazily. The red little mouth was opening and closing invisibly, and what he said was definitely not good.

He didn't think she could say anything nice with her mouth, but her red lips tasted really good...

After ordering the food, the food was served very quickly. Luo Anning was not used to having people watching her all the time while eating. Rong saw her slightly frowning and waved to the restaurant manager to get out.

The restaurant manager made some pretentious remarks and then retreated. Rong Yan cut the steak on the plate and said slowly: "I thought that two years of living as a young mistress had made you accustomed to the upper class life."

"I always remember my identity. Getting used to it is one thing, and whether I like it or not is another matter." She knew he was talking about the restaurant manager watching from the side, and he was laughing at her.

Yes, for those of them who have been supported and served by a large number of people since childhood, being watched is as normal as eating and drinking, but she is different.

If she doesn't like it, she just doesn't like it, it doesn't matter her status, her life is her own, and only she knows how happy or happy she is.

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