The Bumpy Road of Marriage: The Ex-Wife Is Expecting

“Speaking of, isn’t she afraid that Chu Ningyi might object to her doing this?” Qiao Yaruan asked curiously.

“Nope, before you left, I had indeed made some mistakes in numbering data. With the addition of the leaked information, no matter how you look at it, I’m still responsible for that. She’d camouflage the whole thing by saying that she’s just ‘telling it like it is’. Furthermore, Chu Ningyi is such a proper person,” Shui Anluo said through gritted teeth. She knew that Lin Qianchen had caught onto these points and that was why she dared to point out her weaknesses to the old fellow.

“So what’re you going to do? Repeat another year?” Qiao Yaruan asked curiously. “Why don’t you transfer to Senior Brother’s hospital?”

“Don’t mention Senior Brother anymore.” Shui Anluo flopped onto the bed and covered her face with a pillow. In her stubbornness against Chu Ningyi, she had mentioned her senior brother and ended up being gobbled up. After being eaten, she had been pressed down continuously. Her thighs were still shaking.

Qiao Yaruan shook. “What is it?”

Shui Anluo suffocated for half the day but did not tell Qiao Yaruan about being swallowed whole. Otherwise, her big mouth would blurt it out to the whole world.

“Nothing, I just think that his conference with his ex-girlfriend downstairs is more agonizing than finding out that Trump has become the President of the United States,” Shui Anluo said through gritted teeth.

“Pfft, so what if Trump is president? He’s rich.” Qiao Yaruan clicked her tongue. “So you’ve finally decided to defend your territory?”

Shui Anluo crawled up. “Empress Dowager, do you think that Chu Ningyi might actually have some feelings for me?” ShuiAnluo asked seriously. Furthermore, she rarely ever asked Qiao Yaruan a serious question.

Qiao Yaruan shook. After a long pause, she asked, “You don’t think Chu Ningyi has feelings for you?”

Shui Anluo lowered her head. She knew that Qiao Yaruan could not see it but she shook her head anyway. “I’ve asked him but the answer he provided was incomprehensible.”

“If you can’t comprehend it, it’s because you’re brain dead.” Qiao Yaruan clicked her tongue. “Okay, so if he likes you, are you going to defend your love like Wang Baochuan ¹ ?”

“No way, Wang Baochuan did not have a happy ending. I simply don’t like watching someone else take an interest in my things,” Shui Anluo scoffed.

“Then you can relax, you’re definitely in your Director Chu’s heart. Regardless, you’re the mother of his child,” Qiao Yaruan loudly exclaimed but her other hand held a plundered phone to send Chu Ningyi a message.

Feng Feng stared at the woman who had snatched his phone away. He had not objected, which was a rare occasion.

Chu Ningyi held his gurgling son who was currently in a good mood and was speaking to Yuan Jiayi from the living room sofa. The little darling’s large eyes darted around and he kicked his tiny legs ceaselessly as he sat on his daddy’s lap.

“I never imagined that you’d have so much patience towards children.” Yuan Jiayi smiled from her wheelchair.

Chu Ningyi raised his brow. “He’s my son. If I don’t have patience, I would’ve strangled him to death by now,” Chu Ningyi said as he held the baby on his lap and allowed him to bounce around.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Yuan Jiayi’s eyes but she quickly concealed it.

Chu Ningyi made his son sit properly on his lap then reached to pick up the phone on the table. When he saw the message, he immediately knew who had sent it because Feng Feng was too lazy of a person to type anything.

Hey, mighty Chu Ningyi, what’re your intentions towards my Xiao Luozi? Speak up.

Chu Ningyi raised his brow and replied the message with one hand.

What do you mean?

My brain-dead Xiao Luozi has no idea what you mean. She’s confused over whether she should defend her territory or not.