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

Lan Xin looked out of the window. If she had not overheard Qiao Yaruan’s phone conversation this morning, she would probably be the one who was being detained now.

She never, ever suspected that Chu Ningyi’s disappearance over the past few days had been part of this plan. He had found Shui Anluo long ago which was why no one had bothered to find Shui Anluo’s body.

Because Shui Anluo had never died in the first place.

Lan Xin lowered her head as she furrowed her brows beneath her sunglasses.

Previously, when Lin Qianchen had reminded her to be careful of Chu Ningyi, she thought that she would go undetected because she did not love Chu Ningyi. However, she had neglected Chu Ningyi’s powers of perception.

It seems that killing that woman, Shui Anluo, would not be as easy as she thought.

However, Shui Anluo has to die no matter what!

The car sped across the road but sighs could be heard in succession.

Each time Shui Anluo sighed, Chu Ningyi would glance at her. Finally, on her tenth sigh, Director Chu finally spoke up.

“Do you believe that I’d throw you out if you still refuse to say anything?” Chu Ningyi sighed.

Shui Anluo narrowed her eyes at him then tapped her chin. “Do you think that if Lin Qianchen dies just like that, she…”

“Persisting in evil things brings about self-destruction,” Chu Ningyi scoffed.

Shui Anluo blinked. Alright, Director Chu had hit the nail on the head again.

“Do you really think that it was her?” Shui Anluo asked.

Chu Ningyi glanced at her again and slowly replied, “Perhaps. Don’t you have even better choices? For example, Yuan Jiayi?”

“Yuan Jiayi, that’s right, Yuan Jiayi,” said Shui Anluo. She then tapped her chin again and looked outside the window.

Chu Ningyi looked at her from the corner of his eye as she stared out the window. The corners of his lips were raised into a cold smile.

As Shui Anluo gazed out the window, Chu Ningyi received a call. Someone said something from the other end and Chu Ningyi merely replied calmly, “Your sister-in-law is still injured. I won’t be going out.”

‘Sister-in-law?’

‘Her?’

Shui Anluo blinked her large eyes which resembled her son’s as if waiting for his answer.

Sister-in-law, those rotten guys were much older than her and even the youngest, Fourth Feng, was older than her by more than eight years. However, to be addressed as sister-in-law was still a pretty good feeling.

Besides, the fact that Chu Ningyi wants them to call her ‘sister-in-law’, does that not mean that he has admitted to her status?

Chu Ningyi looked into her eyes and smirked. “What’re you thinking about, you love-struck idiot?”

Chu Ningyi’s one sentence suddenly slapped all of Shui Anluo’s hopes away. Shui Anluo looked up and shot him a vicious glare. She was irritated and scoffed, “You’re the love-struck idiot, everyone in your family are love-struck idiots.”

“At present, there’re no love-struck idiots in my family but when you walk through our threshold, you’ll be the first.” Chu Ningyi slowly said with a sense of helplessness over being forced to accept it all.

Shui Anluo knocked her head into the front compartment. She has decided to cut ties with Chu Ningyi and she refused to continue to speak to him. Otherwise, her lifespan would be shortened by ten years or more.

Chu Ningyi saw that she was no longer speaking so he stopped teasing her. Instead, he said, “Old Third asked to meet up to celebrate your success in catching the culprit.”

‘Meet up?’

Since Chu Ningyi had rejected it, it must not be at a good place.

Besides, between the places frequented by the four of them, she did not know any other places aside from bars so Shui Anluo would choose to reject it too.

Chu Ningyi raised his brow and calmly mentioned something about going home. He then ended the call.

Shui Anluo blinked, “Can I bring the Empress Dowager?”

“No!”

‘Uh…’

‘How straightforward.’

Shui Anluo reached out and tugged the corner of his shirt as she blinked her large eyes at him.

Chu Ningyi stopped the car at the traffic light and glanced at her. “Shui Anluo, you owe me an explanation.”

He seemed to no longer want to stay in a pensive mood and had spoken earnestly. His words were cold and somewhat taunting.

Shui Anluo’s hand froze in place. She retracted it automatically and clenched her fists until her palms ached. Even then, she did not relax.

How could she explain it?

How could she explain that she had intended on causing Lin Qianchen’s death or to explain her step-by-step deception?

That she had allowed him to see that ice-cold malicious side of her?