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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nPatting her hand, he asked, “Lass Anning, do you mind if I stay at Luxury Mansion for a few days?”

nLuo Anning snapped out of her trance and frowned. “Mother, what are you saying? I would be delighted. Why would I mind?”

nJiang Peihua’s actions today were truly shocking.

nPerhaps she was doing it for Rong Yan’s sake, but she was still the only one who acknowledged her and Rong Yan.

nShe felt extremely grateful to her.

nIt was said that a mother-in-law and her daughter-in-law were hard to get along with. However, their relationship was extremely harmonious.

nShe was touched and grateful for that.

n“Lass Anning, I’m really tired. Forget it, let’s go back first.”

nLuo Anning glanced at Old Mr. Rong and Mo Xiyan who had been blocked from her sight. After giving it some thought, she said smilingly, “Alright, we’ll go home now.”

nJiang Peihua smiled and nodded comfortingly before walking out with Luo Anning in hand. Rong Yan followed her and placed a hand on Jiang Peihua’s shoulder. The three of them then walked out together.

nOld Mr. Rong was still standing rooted to the ground. Staring at the empty living room, he thought to himself, did I do anything wrong? Was I in the wrong?

n…

nThat night, Luo Anning cooked personally while Jiang Peihua and Auntie Li served her. Rong Yan leaned against the door frame of the kitchen and watched as the two most important women in his life busied themselves. His heart was filled with warmth.

nLuo Anning’s long black hair was tied into a ponytail and there were a few mischievous strands of hair on her cheeks which made her look extremely beautiful.

nShe was wearing a pink and blue apron which made her look exceptionally… adorable.

nShe looked just like a university graduate. She was so tender and adorable that it made people gaze in wonder, just like him.

nAn hour later, a sumptuous meal was ready. Luo Anning took care of Rong Yan and Jiang Peihua’s preferences and prepared the dishes that they liked.

nAfter Jiang Peihua took a bite, Luo Anning held her breath and asked nervously, “Mother, is the taste alright?”

nHonestly speaking, this was her first time cooking for her mother-in-law. It would be a lie to say that she was not nervous.

nJiang Peihua swallowed her food and gave her a thumbs up before nodding in approval. “It tastes really good. You rascal, you’re really lucky.”

nRong Yan said, “Of course. Who told me to marry such a precious wife?”

nLuo Anning blushed and Jiang Peihua burst into laughter.

nThis was the first time she had smiled so happily ever since she fell out with Old Mr. Rong.

nRong Yan knew that his mother had put in a lot of effort for the sake of him and Anning. Hence, she continuously cooked for him and his mother.

nThe dinner was harmonious and filled with laughter.

n…

nBy the time Mo Xiyan woke up, it was already midnight and her right arm had already been bandaged.

n“Miss Mo, you’re awake?” the servant asked.

n“How’s my hand?” she asked worriedly.

nAlthough she knew what her right arm was like, she was still naive enough to hope for a miracle.

nIndeed, the servant’s words sent her to hell. “Miss Mo, the doctor said that your right hand is crippled. I’m afraid… ”

nHah, crippled?

nIt’s ruined…

nThere was still hope previously so she was not in a hurry. This time, no matter how anxious she was, there was no turning back!

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