Seeing that Rong Yan had gone downstairs, Auntie Li knocked on the bedroom door worriedly and entered after Luo Anning granted her permission.
Auntie Li cleared the mess on the ground and headed downstairs with a grim expression. To her horror, she was greeted with the sight of devastation in the luxurious living room.
Rong Yan was destroying everything that could be destroyed. There was a huge mess on the ground, consisting of the remains of expensive antique enamel vases, Italian handmade custom sofas and coffee tables. The precious frescoes were not spared either.
Rong Yan’s shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a large portion of his sexy chest. His sleeves were pulled up to his elbows, and there were several bloodstains on his fair arms which were bleeding.
Auntie Li scurried downstairs and put the trays down to stop him from harming himself. “Young Master Rong, what are you doing? Don’t hurt yourself even if you are angry. Look, your arm is bleeding.”
Auntie Li then turned around and instructed the servants to look for the family doctor. The servants did as they were told.
Rong Yan stood in the debris while panting heavily as droplets of sweat trickled down his forehead, all the way to his chin.
He remained silent and instead continued panting. Staring at the debris on the ground, his lips curled into a smile.
When was the last time he ever got this angry?
He remembered the last time he did, the entire mansion belonging to Old Mr. Rong almost got destroyed by him. Yet, he almost destroyed Luxury Mansion… because of Luo Anning.
After calming himself down, Rong Yan turned to look at Auntie Li and asked in a hoarse voice, “How is she?”
The mention of Luo Anning made Auntie Li’s face grow sullen. “Young Madam still refuses to eat anything. Young Master Rong, all your porridge has been spilled, and the soup and dishes are gone too. Why don’t I ask the cooks to prepare some more food for Young Madam?”
He knew that Luo Anning had already thrown all the food away when he exited the bedroom.
“You don’t have to,” Rong Yan said before walking past Auntie Li to go to the kitchen.
Auntie Li stared at his back. He was tall, muscular and gave off a tinge of solitude but he looked much more attractive than ever.
Knowing his intentions, Auntie Li smiled. It seems Rong Yan still cared about Luo Anning.
Although she had truly angered him, he still chose to go downstairs to vent his anger instead of hurting her.
Auntie Li did feel very heartened and pleased. To be honest, Auntie Li had witnessed the entire progress of their marriage and wished them well, even more so than anyone else.
…
Half an hour later, Rong Yan came out of the kitchen to see that the servants were still cleaning the living room that was full of the remains of his wreckage. When they saw him coming out, they all bent forward and waited for instructions.
Rong Yan was behaving in a manner that was way too terrifying just now. He was just like a jaguar that would destroy anything and anyone in his path. No one knew if they would end up being the target of his destruction in the next second.
Hence, they were all conscientious and careful, for fear that they would provoke him.
Rong Yan ignored the servants and instead walked towards Auntie Li. With a slight frown, he said, “Go to the kitchen and bring the food to the bedroom. Let her have some.”
She did not eat dinner and was sick too. Even if her body was made of iron, she would not be able to bear it.
Since seeing him would make her lose her appetite, Rong Yan decided to get Auntie Li to do it.
“Alright, Young Master Rong. I’ll bring the food to Young Madam. Beg, borrow or steal, I’ll make sure she eats something. How can she be sick and not eat?”
Rong Yan nodded slightly, as he leaned against the wall, pulled out a cigarette and lit it up.
Seeing that Rong Yan had gone downstairs, Auntie Li knocked on the bedroom door worriedly and entered after Luo Anning granted her permission.
Auntie Li cleared the mess on the ground and headed downstairs with a grim expression. To her horror, she was greeted with the sight of devastation in the luxurious living room.
Rong Yan was destroying everything that could be destroyed. There was a huge mess on the ground, consisting of the remains of expensive antique enamel vases, Italian handmade custom sofas and coffee tables. The precious frescoes were not spared either.
Rong Yan’s shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a large portion of his sexy chest. His sleeves were pulled up to his elbows, and there were several bloodstains on his fair arms which were bleeding.
Auntie Li scurried downstairs and put the trays down to stop him from harming himself. “Young Master Rong, what are you doing? Don’t hurt yourself even if you are angry. Look, your arm is bleeding.”
Auntie Li then turned around and instructed the servants to look for the family doctor. The servants did as they were told.
Rong Yan stood in the debris while panting heavily as droplets of sweat trickled down his forehead, all the way to his chin.
He remained silent and instead continued panting. Staring at the debris on the ground, his lips curled into a smile.
When was the last time he ever got this angry?
He remembered the last time he did, the entire mansion belonging to Old Mr. Rong almost got destroyed by him. Yet, he almost destroyed Luxury Mansion… because of Luo Anning.
After calming himself down, Rong Yan turned to look at Auntie Li and asked in a hoarse voice, “How is she?”
The mention of Luo Anning made Auntie Li’s face grow sullen. “Young Madam still refuses to eat anything. Young Master Rong, all your porridge has been spilled, and the soup and dishes are gone too. Why don’t I ask the cooks to prepare some more food for Young Madam?”
He knew that Luo Anning had already thrown all the food away when he exited the bedroom.
“You don’t have to,” Rong Yan said before walking past Auntie Li to go to the kitchen.
Auntie Li stared at his back. He was tall, muscular and gave off a tinge of solitude but he looked much more attractive than ever.
Knowing his intentions, Auntie Li smiled. It seems Rong Yan still cared about Luo Anning.
Although she had truly angered him, he still chose to go downstairs to vent his anger instead of hurting her.
Auntie Li did feel very heartened and pleased. To be honest, Auntie Li had witnessed the entire progress of their marriage and wished them well, even more so than anyone else.
…
Half an hour later, Rong Yan came out of the kitchen to see that the servants were still cleaning the living room that was full of the remains of his wreckage. When they saw him coming out, they all bent forward and waited for instructions.
Rong Yan was behaving in a manner that was way too terrifying just now. He was just like a jaguar that would destroy anything and anyone in his path. No one knew if they would end up being the target of his destruction in the next second.
Hence, they were all conscientious and careful, for fear that they would provoke him.
Rong Yan ignored the servants and instead walked towards Auntie Li. With a slight frown, he said, “Go to the kitchen and bring the food to the bedroom. Let her have some.”
She did not eat dinner and was sick too. Even if her body was made of iron, she would not be able to bear it.
Since seeing him would make her lose her appetite, Rong Yan decided to get Auntie Li to do it.
“Alright, Young Master Rong. I’ll bring the food to Young Madam. Beg, borrow or steal, I’ll make sure she eats something. How can she be sick and not eat?”
Rong Yan nodded slightly, as he leaned against the wall, pulled out a cigarette and lit it up.
