Luo Yan rolled her eyes at him angrily, "You must be satisfied this time!"

Rong Junlie listened, and of course he felt satisfied. He was already very happy that he could force her to say this.

"Since you don't love him, why are you here just to attract my attention? Don't worry, I'm already attracted to you two. You are my wife and no one can take you away?"

Luo Yan looked at him, and she had no way to refute his strong words.

"Anyway, I can't leave with you now!" Although she was depressed that she had surrendered to him so quickly, Luo Yan still insisted on her final stance.

Rong Junlie was anxious, "Why?"

"There is no reason, the direct matter between me and Leng Yuntian has not been resolved yet!"

Luo Yan wanted to get up because she knew that since she hadn't gone out for so long, Leng Yuntian might be outside.

Unexpectedly, Rong Junlie refused to let go. Luo Yan became anxious, raised her head and bit his shoulder hard, very hard.

His body trembled, but he didn't reach out to push her away, letting her bite her until she bled.

Luo Yan had to slowly loosen her lips and look into his eyes, "Don't tell me this again, Rong Junlie, it doesn't mean that we can be together after the misunderstanding between us is resolved..."

"Yan'er, why can't we be together? You are my wife and I am your husband. This is a fact that no one can change."

"Why are you so bothered... You don't have to worry about my affairs!"

"Who cares about me?" Rong Junlie couldn't help but yelled out, "Luo Yan, please listen clearly, I am in charge of your affairs, you are mine!

"My, do you understand? Regardless of whether you agree or not, you'd better make it clear to me and Leng Yuntian, and come back with me properly!"

Damn, his wife is still following another man. What are you talking about? It's really not Rong Junlie's style to go to such trouble. He just wants to do it directly.

"impossible."

"Can you say that again."

"It's the same thing ten thousand times, it's impossible, it's impossible!"

The fire in his heart was about to burn this damn woman to death!

"Luo Yan, you're doing well!" Although he loses his temper easily in this life, no one has ever been able to make him so angry, and no one dares to do so, except her!

"Have you decided that you can never be with me?"

"Rong Junlie, don't threaten me." Her voice softened and her body trembled slightly.

"Is it useful to threaten you?" Rong Junlie smiled. The fire was obviously there, but he couldn't let it out. He just wanted to laugh.

"Luo Yan, I've always been the only one who cares about you. You've never cared about me. It's always like this in this world. The one who loves more is the loser." He let go of her and stood up, "Congratulations, you win.

Already."

He couldn't face her now, and he didn't want to see her. He felt nothing except powerlessness.

He opened the door and walked out, forcing himself not to look back, otherwise he couldn't guarantee whether he would do it, because he really wanted to crack open her stubborn head and see what kind of stubborn nerves were inside.

He just left like this?

Luo Yan stared blankly at his figure disappearing through the door, feeling a strong fear suddenly surge in her heart.

He is really gone, really gone!

When the door opened, Luo Yan saw Rong Junlie bumping into Leng Yuntian.

Leng Yuntian looked at him with his thin lips pursed tightly. The killing arrogance emanating from both of them could almost tear the air around them.

Rong Junlie looked at the calm and powerful man in front of him, his eyes slowly swept across his face, and finally a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Leng Yuntian, good, very good!"

He dropped a few nonsensical remarks and walked away!

"Jun Lie——" A call was stuck in her throat, but she couldn't say it out. Luo Yan chased her to the door. Under Leng Yuntian's complicated eyes, she stood at the door in a daze, looking at the retreating figure.

The clear eyes shrank violently.

"If you want to follow him now, you can catch up!"

Leng Yuntian looked at Luo Yan's anxious expression and probably already knew what she was thinking, so he reminded her in a gentle tone.

Now he doesn't know that the most uncontrollable thing in the world is one person's feelings for another person, and there is nothing he can do about it.

Luo Yan looked at him, and finally lowered her eyes sadly, murmuring, "Forget it! Just wait, he's just angry!"

After saying that, she turned around alone and closed the door of the room by herself, completely isolating Leng Yuntian from the outside.

Leng Yuntian's eyes flashed, and after a while, a tall figure appeared beside him.

"What the hell is going on? You just showed off your affection at a press conference. Why do you want your wife to leave with someone else in an instant?"

Leng Yichen's strange words mixed with a hint of schadenfreude came. Leng Yuntian turned around, looked at him deeply, and asked in a low tone, "Do you know how to write the word responsibility?"

Leng Yichen was choked and before he could react, Leng Yuntian lit a cigarette, took a puff and left.

Leng Yichen was left standing there, looking at this three-person drama, really confused.

When Rong Junlie returned to the car with a violent look, Xi Chen looked at his gloomy face and knew that the situation was not good. He didn't even ask, but calmly and quickly drove the car out of the hotel.

As the car was slowly driving towards the busy urban area, Rong Junlie's gloomy eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure standing on the road.

A flash of anger suddenly burst out in his eyes, and then he shouted in a low voice, "Stop the car--"

"Yes, Mr. Rong——"

"Bring me here!"

Rong Junlie's car stopped next to Yan Yueyue who was standing on the roadside waiting for An Qiang's car.

Xi Chen looked away and met Yan Yueyue's slightly panicked eyes. He immediately got down and forced her into the car without any explanation.

Yan Yueyue had unbearable abdominal pain. After calling An Qiang, she made an appointment with him to wait for him here. However, she didn't expect to see Rong Junlie, whom she hated to her core.

"Where are you taking me?" Yan Yueyue asked in the car with some fear.

She feels uncomfortable now and just wants to go to the hospital quickly, but she must not let Rong Junlie know that she is pregnant with An Qiang's child.

Rong Junlie sat in the back seat without saying a word. He closed his eyes tightly, his stern facial features were cold, and he sat there as if he was brewing something.

No one knows what Rong Junlie is thinking about at this moment——

His poor wife Luo Yan was imprisoned there by two hateful women, and the sharp dagger slid across her delicate skin bit by bit.

He didn't even know that kind of helpless despair!

He was completely unaware of the pain of being on the verge of death!

What makes Rong Junlie even more unbearable is that he actually fell into such a big trap by Yan Yueyue. Not only did he kill his wife, but he even had plastic surgery to look like her and appeared when he was in the most pain!

Rong Junlie thought about all these things, and besides being angry, he also felt uncontrollable regret!

Not to mention that Luo Yan could not forgive herself for this behavior, even he himself could never forgive his stupid behavior of being deceived by a woman.

When he slowly opened his eyes again, his cold gaze frightened Yan Yueyue beside him to tremble.

He leaned over with a wicked smile, slowly raised her chin, met her trembling eyes, and said with a serious expression, "I heard that Yan'er's face was scratched by you..."

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Chapter completed!