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

Shui Anluo kept her head down while Maid Yu prattled on in a long-winded manner. She was mostly talking about Chu Ningyi’s positive features.

Shui Anluo gently patted the little darling who had fallen back to sleep on the sofa. The wound on her leg has been treated and Maid Yu brought her slippers over before gently helping her to put them on.

“Though the Young Master may not announce his intentions before taking action, you can’t jump to conclusions either, Young Madam. If you really want to know the reason, why don’t you just ask the Young Master?” Maid Yu said before she sighed and walked into the kitchen to clean up the mess all over the floor.

Shui Anluo picked the little darling up and got to her feet before limping upstairs.

After putting the little darling to bed, she went to wash up and change her clothes.

Chu Ningyi was not doing much better either after he had returned to his room. His thigh was hurting due to the fact that he had used too much force earlier on. He once again blamed Shui Anluo for her ignorance but had forgotten that he had never explained anything to her in the first place.

After Shui Anluo finished changing her clothes, she gave Qiao Yaruan a call to check if she had arrived home.

“I’m here, I just had a shower. What’s wrong, were you crying?” Qiao Yaruan dried her hair as she sat on the corner of her bed. She could not resist asking based on the nasal quality of Shui Anluo’s voice.

Shui Anluo inhaled forcefully. “I’m certainly not. It’s good that you’ve arrived. Have you thought about how you’re going to explain this to Senior Sister?”

“How can I explain this? Should I say that I’m not suited to stay with a man? I’m still a young virgin,” said Qiao Yaruan as she wiped her hair dry and stared at the photo album on the table. “Tell me, what happened? You don’t have to worry about being stifled to death. Give this Empress Dowager some entertainment.”

“I just fought with Chu Ningyi. More accurately, he blew up and flipped the dishes off the table.” Shui Anluo pursed her lips as she replied.

“Oh little girl, you sure are great, you’ve actually forced someone to this stage. What have you done?”

“What do you mean by ‘what have I done’? I was only telling the truth.” Shui Anluo grabbed the pillow and punched it forcefully.

“Oh little maiden, listen to what I have to say. Did you ever ask him why he’s being so nice to you? Your very first assumption is that he’s doing this to take your shares and for the sake of your son. Think about it carefully, is it really for the sake of those shares? Shui Anjiao has them too. Besides, she’s still the official Eldest Miss and is also the Eldest Miss who has latched onto him and refused to let go. Must he go so far as to stick it onto your cold face?”

Shui Anluo pursed her lips. That sounded logical.

“Furthermore, if that guy has really come out of the closet, An Fengyang is so much better looking than you. Technology is so advanced these days that manual labor is out of the question. Must he cling onto your son and not let go?”

Shui Anluo frowned. That was hard to say. An Fengyang clearly has a wife and she was a nice person too. Based on that, she could understand that An Fengyang had done this to back out of his marriage with Shui Anjiao. In other words, there was no longer any ambiguity about his sexual orientation.

“That’s because my son is cute, no one else could produce a child like that.”

“Oh, please, you sure have a huge ego,” Qiao Yaruan scoffed. “Alright, go clean up and apologize to the male deity. Otherwise, I’ll see how you plan to treat that wench tomorrow.”

“Why should I apologize?”

“I think that you need to go straight to the point with your big boss. Deal with him sincerely and fairly for once. I sense that you’re both one-sided. Your opinions aren’t wrong but the big boss really doesn’t need to put so much care on a little girl like you.” Qiao Yaruan advised rationally.

Shui Anluo considered Qiao Yaruan’s words. “Hey, if you’re so good at talking, why haven’t you found a boyfriend yet? That policeman who had pursued you last time was so good looking. Why didn’t you reciprocate?”

“Can’t I have a phobia of policemen? Quick, go wash yourself clean and apologize,” Qiao Yaruan scoffed.

“Why must I wash myself clean?” Shui Anluo frowned and looked down at her pajamas. She had already taken a shower.