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

Chu Ningyi sent Qiao Yaruan back to the university and asked Uncle Chu to start the car.

Shui Anluo managed to get out of the car in time. She slammed the door shut and said, “Director Chu, my house is nearby, I can go home on my own.” She then turned around and stumbled away after she had said her piece.

Chu Ningyi frowned but did not stop her from leaving. He had seen how Shui Anluo had constantly looked out of the window during the ride, was she that unwilling to be with him?

“Tell me, Uncle Chu, does she hate me that much?” Chu Ningyi asked. He did not know how pitiful he sounds.

Uncle Chu was shaken as if momentarily unsure of how to answer that question.

“Uh… Perhaps Miss Shui was traumatized by the past two days.” Uncle Chu could only answer this way.

However, this answer slammed against Chu Ningyi’s chest again. Everyone knew that she had been traumatized, he was the only one who was oblivious¹.

Chu Ningyi waved his hand in frustration, instructing Uncle Chu to start the car. However, they did not drive very fast as they slowly tailed Shui Anluo and watched her limp home.

Chu Ningyi’s car did not go very far when someone knocked on their window. Chu Ningyi wound the window down, looked at the person outside and frowned, “Are you quite finished with your ruckus?”

Feng Feng shrugged. “Thank you this time for helping me think of a reason to hold a press conference.” Feng Feng smiled, feeling a little arrogant.

Chu Ningyi’s frown deepened. Shui Anluo was walking further and further away.

“She’s already gone. No matter what your objective was, you shouldn’t treat an innocent person this way,” Chu Ningyi murmured a rebuke. Perhaps because Qiao Yaruan was Shui Anluo’s friend, he did not wish for any future affairs to cause Shui Anluo any pain when they spiral out of control.

“An innocent person?” Feng Feng laughed icily. “Just who’s the innocent party here?” Feng Feng angrily replied. “Boss, this is my personal affair so I hope you won’t butt into this.”

“Old Fourth,” Chu Ningyi cried out seriously but Feng Feng had already returned to the university. “Uncle Chu, find out how Qiao Yaruan is related to that incident.”

Uncle Chu nodded in acknowledgment and continued to drive on ahead.

Once Shui Anluo arrived downstairs, she hopped on one leg across the road. However, she noticed a car outside her home once she had crossed the road. Shui Anluo craned her neck to look. Not many high-class cars would enter this small area and stop at her home too.

Shui Anluo inclined her head and continued to limp toward her house, twitching her lips. She wondered which relative of an aunt or sister-in-law from which home had struck the lottery.

Shui Anluo propped her hand on the banister and limped upstairs as she thought about this.

Chu Ningyi stopped his car near her home. He looked down and stared at the stylish Rolls-Royce parked there. Chu Ningyi had the same car but that was purely due to his manly addiction. He loves to collect cars but rarely used them.

In ‘A’ City, there was no one else but that guy who owns that second Rolls-Royce.

“Luo Xuan?” Chu Ningyi softly played with the name. It seems that even though his former mother-in-law had left, she still could not trust him completely so she had sent Luo Xuan over here.

“Young Master, would you like to approach him?”

Chu Ningyi looked down at the time and shook his head. “Let’s go.”

He did not wish to pressure Shui Anluo too much. That would not be beneficial to him.

Hence, he would have to loosen the strings once in a while. After all, that person was Luo Xuan, there was no need for him to worry.