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

Shui Anluo grunted to tell him that she understood. She then hung up and got up to go upstairs to find her keys.

“Young Madam, are you heading out?” Maid Yu asked nervously.

“Mm, my brother is here. I’m going to pass him my keys,” Shui Anluo replied and found her keys in the living room. She then walked out of the door with the little darling.

Maid Yu sent Shui Anluo to the doorway. She wanted to say something but stopped herself and kept quiet in the end. Only when Shui Anluo entered the elevator did she murmur softly, “Please come back, okay?”

When Shui Anluo arrived on the bus with the little darling, she noticed Luo Xuan who was leaning against the car and being pretentious!

In Shui Anluo’s words, this was definitely being pretentious.

“What’re you doing here?” Shui Anluo asked as she carried the little darling upstairs.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, looks like you’ve been bullied and was bullied pretty badly too. You’ve only been back a few days and vowed that you trust him…”

“Shut up.” Shui Anluo turned around and threatened him with the key. “Say anything more and you can sleep on the streets.”

Luo Xuan shrugged. If it was not for the fact that he wanted a taste of home, he would have stayed at a hotel long ago.

Shui Anluo arrived at the door and opened it. She let Luo Xuan in. “You didn’t bring anything?”

Luo Xuan shrugged. “I’ll go out and buy them later. Ask Chu Ningyi out for dinner tonight.”

Shui Anluo secretly cursed at her spendthrift brother. She then chucked the key on the table. “How long will you be staying?”

Luo Xuan lay on the sofa and placed his legs on the coffee table. He put his arms behind his neck as he said, “Why do I feel as though what you meant to say was when do I plan to get lost?”

“Hehe, congratulations, that’s absolutely correct.” Shui Anluo exclaimed as she opened the windows. She checked the kitchen and stepped out.

“I’m your only brother, is it really a good idea to talk to me like that?”

“I have many distant relatives.” Shui Anluo did not buy it.

Luo Xuan did not seem to be too bothered by her venomous tongue. He lay on the sofa and stared at the little darling as he leaned feebly against his mommy’s shoulder. The baby was uncharacteristically quiet.

“What’s up with this kid? Wasn’t he always babbling and gurgling and crying out the last time?”

“You’re the one who’s crying out.” Shui Anluo rolled her eyes and walked over to sit across from him. “Can he be happy if he has a fever?”

Luo Xuan shook his head and looked at her as he leaned against the sofa. “What on earth happened?”

“It’s my business, I can deal with it myself,” Shui Anluo mumbled, not wanting others to meddle in the issues between her and Chu Ningyi.

Luo Xuan shrugged and did not ask anymore. Instead, he looked at the little darling in her arms. “Why doesn’t he have violet eyes?”

“Why should he have violet eyes?” Shui Anluo was curious. She and Chu Ningyi both have brown eyes. How could she possibly have given birth to a violet-eyed child?

Luo Xuan pointed at his eyes. It seems that Shui Anluo had that gene but it just did not show itself.

“That won’t necessarily happen.” Besides, her mother did not have violet eyes either. “Why are you curious about this?”

“What about you, aren’t you curious about the Long family?” Luo Xuan asked indifferently.

“Curiosity killed the cat. I don’t want to die,” Shui Anluo replied. “The keys are on the table, I’m leaving.”

“You’ve just been bullied by your man yet you insist on going back to his place? I thought you haven’t remarried yet?” Luo Xuan suddenly cried out to her just as she reached the front door.

Shui Anluo paused and suddenly felt as though Luo Xuan had slapped her across the face.

She had not remarried Chu Ningyi so that could not be considered as her home at the moment.

At most, it was the little darling’s home.