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

Chu Ningyi reached out and stroked her head as if to soothe her emotions.

There were many questions that Shui Anluo wanted to ask but she looked at Qiao Huihe. “The decisions he makes are for my own good. He’ll never hurt me.”

Chu Ningyi knew that she has a lot of questions but was waiting to ask him privately.

However, he never thought that she would manage to say this despite the circumstances.

It looks like he had fallen for her of her complete trust in him.

Qiao Huihe certainly never thought that Shui Anluo would give this answer. When she had asked that question, her eyes had clearly flashed with curiosity, as she had no idea that Lan Xin had been sent home.

She thought that Shui Anluo would have blamed Chu Ningyi and did not expect her to reply this way.

Qiao Huihe stared at her grandson then at Shui Anluo. Once, her youngest daughter had believed in one man completely but how had that ended?

Qiao Huihe did not say anything more but simply turned around and left.

Shui Anluo stared at her waning figure and sighed. “She must be very disappointed, both her potential granddaughters-in-law have been executed.”

“Xiao Luozi, if you don’t give me a good explanation, I guarantee that you’ll be next in line.”

Shui Anluo’s little face instantly turned ominous. She smacked her head on Chu Ningyi’s arm and wrapped her small arm around his, hinting at him to save her.

Chu Ningyi looked down at her bandaged head as the petite woman’s small hand plucked at his arm. He then looked up at Qiao Yaruan and calmly remarked, “Don’t hit your head, you’re already dumb in the first place.”

‘Huh?’

Shui Anluo looked up in disbelief and pushed his arm away. The man stared at her and asked for her blessing with one look before he left. She was dumbfounded.

‘Brother Chu, Director Chu, Great Chu, are you just going to leave like that?’

Shui Anluo turned back and stared expectantly at An Fengyang who was pulling off his wig. An Fengyang then calmly took his hospital gown off and threw it onto the bed, yawning. “It’s late, I’m going to go back to get some rest.”

“Beautiful Brother…”

Unfortunately, her beautiful brother simply did not care about her deep, loving summons. He promptly led Feng Feng out of the ward and soon, only Shui Anluo and Qiao Yaruan were left in the VIP ward.

Qiao Yaruan took a step forward and Shui Anluo promptly backed away. She put her hands in front of her. “Stop, stop, stop, I need three minutes to recount my deeds.”

“You don’t want to be disturbed?” Qiao Yaruan sneered.

“Exactly!” Shui Anluo nodded seriously. Neither her husband nor her brother could be relied upon. Both were trolls.

“I’ll slap you to death,” Qiao Yaruan said and immediately raised her hand.

Shui Anluo turned around and cried out as she knelt by the side of the bed. “My head hurts, I’m in agony. I want to puke yet you want to bully me.”

“Go on, keep pretending. This time, I’ll give you a sack so you can go on pretending,” Qiao Yaruan said as she walked over to yank her ear. “Using me, eh…”

Shui Anluo continued to kneel by the side of the bed, playing dead. She had not thought of an explanation.

Suddenly, Shui Anluo lay her arms on the bed and lifted her head. She then turned to look at Qiao Yaruan. Her gaze was particularly serious.

Qiao Yaruan was also staring at her even more seriously.

“This isn’t right, why do you think Chu Ningyi left before he even gave me an explanation of why he had let Lan Xin go? It feels like he’s letting you harass me?” Shui Anluo frowned.