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

“I’ll slap you to death.” Qiao Yaruan pushed Shui Anluo as she spoke in a hoarse voice. She then walked to the table and sat down. She opened a beer but did not forget to ask, “The dorm matron didn’t see you, right?”

“No, she wasn’t around. I’d snuck this in,” Shui Anluo said, observing Qiao Yaruan from head to toe. She did not look like a sexual abuse victim.

“Keep staring and I’ll cripple those specially-colored eyes of yours.” Qiao Yaruan sipped the beer and scoffed. She knew that Shui Anluo was still injured so she did not ask her to drink with her.

“Then tell me what’s wrong? You have that bullied and humiliated look and are glaring at me with those resentful eyes. Then you sprinkle beer all over your anxiety. Tell me what’s going on with you?” Shui Anluo gritted her teeth and questioned. She could not be blamed for overthinking.

“Luoluo, would you believe me if I told you that I had caused An Fengyang’s sister’s death?” Qiao Yaruan said as she sipped her beer.

“What nonsense is that? How old were you at the time? Weren’t you probably around my age? You don’t even live in ‘A’ City.” Shui Anluo leaned on the table. Clearly, she did not believe her.

However, Shui Anluo suddenly thought of something. She sat up straight and watched as Qiao Yaruan opened another bottle and continued drinking. “You can’t be…”

Her mother had said that Qirou lost her life after heroically saving another, could she be…

Qiao Yaruan smiled bitterly.

Shui Anluo covered her lips in disbelief. “B-but how can that be? Isn’t your house in ‘D’ City? That’s a hundred and eight thousand kilometers away. How could this…”

An increasingly distinct figure slowly walked over from the hall. Feng Feng lowered his head and looked at the lunch box in his hand. She had ignored his calls and she had not gone to the hospital. He could not even find her in the library.

He had no choice but to look for her in the dormitory. Feng Feng constantly told himself that he was only doing this so he could make Qiao Yaruan fall in love with him before dumping her cruelly.

That was all there was to it.

However, Feng Feng overheard the conversation arrived at the door of her dormitory room.

“My father and mother had taken me to ‘A’ City for a holiday during the summer vacation of my second year at junior high.” Qiao Yaruan leaned on the table as she held her beer in her hand. “But I insisted on taking the bus to fool around because I’ve never sat on one before. My parents could not persuade me otherwise so they took me on the bus.”

“The bus?” Shui Anluo suddenly remembered that she had caught someone stealing in the bus but Qiao Yaruan had refused to let her say anything.

Suddenly, Shui Anluo felt a shiver crawl up her spine.

“You caught a thief?” Shui Anluo asked softly.

“That’s right, I caught a thief and I cried out. So…” Qiao Yaruan chuckled and finished the second beer before attacking the third.

“Sister Qirou had been on the bus too?” Shui Anluo asked. She could pretty much imagine the scene.

“If I hadn’t cried out, that thief won’t have gotten mad from his humiliation and wanted to kill me. That older sister won’t have taken a knife to the heart from that thief just to save me.” Qiao Yaruan spoke in an increasingly hoarse voice.

Shui Anluo quickly got up and embraced her. In all her years of knowing Qiao Yaruan, she had never seen her like this before.

“It’s not your fault, Yaruan, it’s not your fault,” Shui Anluo softly soothed her.

The swaying figure outside the door leaned against the wall and clenched his fists but did not leave.

‘Are you regretting it now?’

‘Isn’t it a bit too late?’