After all, she lost her memory. Even if she did not, she would not know his identity.

Luo Ziheng's sound of kicking the door just now scared Zhu'er, a maid who was about to pass by not far away. He used a lot of effort to calm down and tried to ask without emotion: "Where is Miss Yan'er."

Zhu'er replied tremblingly: "Go back to the young master, Sister Yan'er has gone to the kitchen."

This greedy guy suddenly felt that all his negative moods had disappeared magically. He said to Zhuer with a smile: "Okay, go and do it." But he didn't stop at all and rushed to the kitchen quickly.

From afar, he heard a hearty laugh. He slowed down and walked in gently. The smile at the corner of his mouth froze in an instant.

Yanran was wearing a coarse linen and a simple bun, and her face was filled with a warm smile. A few rays of sunshine hit her face, making her smile more moving and profound.

But her smile was at Zhao Zhong, and the usually honest man grinned and smiled at her very happily. The two of them seemed to be talking about such interesting things.

Seeing that Luo Ziheng's expression was wrong, Zhao Zhong was so scared that he didn't dare to say anything. Yanran didn't notice it, but said happily: "I'm talking about the new dish I've studied for you. Brother Zhao said he had never made it, so I don't know what it was." In fact, half of it was right, and the other half was just too bored to be idle and came to talk to the handsome guy about it.

Luo Ziheng thought to himself that he should have calmed down after hearing this, but why was he still unable to suppress his jealousy? Yes, she was always so generous. He saw her with his own eyes making excuses to hook up with Murong An. Her smile should only be directed at him!

He sneered and said coldly: "Are the basic etiquette and rules of my Luo House gone? Are you alone and widowed and women living in the same room? Are you not afraid of gossip? Or do you still feel that you can't tolerate you here and want to go out and find another way out?"

Zhao Zhong immediately knelt down when he heard this: "Young Master, I was wrong, don't drive me away."

Yanran looked at his crying look and felt helpless. The ancient people were so pedantic. Why did they have to work in the family? Where to go is not to survive. Hehe, I just want to leave. Anyway, Dr. Wang is fine.

She walked into Luo Ziheng two steps: "Young master, it's my fault. I don't know etiquette and broke the rules of Luo's house. If you want to, drive me away. Brother Zhao is innocent."

It was fine if Yanran didn't say anything, but when she pleaded with her, Luo Ziheng became even more angry. Especially the cunning flashed in her eyes, she clearly wanted to leave. His first reaction was to pick her up and scold her fiercely. But if this happened, would they get farther and farther away?

He tried hard to calm himself in front of her, and then slowly said, "I miss you, Zhao Zhong, go down and get twenty boards." Zhao Zhong went down with a frown. Yanran wanted to hold him, but he quickly avoided it. He understood that this woman could not get close to her. She had talked so many times with the little girls in the house before, and the young master had never been as angry as he was today.
Chapter completed!