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

Chapter 497 - It Doesn’t Concern You



Chapter 497: It Doesn’t Concern You

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

They had expected them to part on bad terms.

Shui Anluo felt that Qiao Huihe was a very complicated person. Perhaps she really was here to see her but Qiao Huihe had to create a whole scene where she appeared to show her disapproval and made them feel annoyed with her.

The room once again turned silent. Chu Ningyi sent Uncle Chu off to buy dinner when he saw that Shui Anluo had fallen asleep. He did not need to stand watch for now.

Chu Ningyi saw Qiao Yaruan who was sitting outside when he walked out. Qiao Yaruan rose to her feet when she saw him and quickly rushed over. “Is Luoluo alright?”

“She’s fine, you should go home for now. I’ll let you know when she’s awake.” Chu Ningyi had not wanted to answer her at first but when he thought about Shui Anluo’s concern for her friend, he had replied anyway.

Qiao Yaruan exhaled. “Feng Feng doesn’t have class today and I’m free. I’ll leave when she wakes up.”

Chu Ningyi was about to reply when he remembered something and said, “Alright.” Chu Ningyi then turned around to leave.

Qiao Yaruan turned around and sat down.

“Hey, why are you so concerned about her?” Feng Feng leaned against the wall and stared at a clearly aggrieved Qiao Yaruan who had chosen to stay back. “Can it be that you like women?”

“Why don’t you just die?” Qiao Yaruan retorted and glared at him angrily.

She really could not understand why the Silver Screen King would want to shoot his venomous tongue at her all day long.

Feng Feng got up again and approached her. He smiled, “Would your heart ache if I died?”

“Heh, I’d burn incense and worship the Buddha if you died. I’ll thank them for their great kindness in taking you away,” Qiao Yaruan replied before she looked to the side again.

Feng Feng sat next to her. “Hey, you haven’t told me why you’re so nice to Shui Anluo.”

Qiao Yaruan looked up and laughed icily. “That’s none of your concern.”

Feng Feng shrugged and placed his hands on the back of the chair. He looked up at the ceiling as he said, “Since you’re so afraid of Chu Ningyi, why did you have to go over there? Don’t deny it, you were shivering just now. Is she that important to you? She’s only your university mate.”

Qiao Yaruan rolled her eyes at him before she looked down at her hands. She did not reply.

Uncle Chu bought food for everyone. Feng Feng did not eat but he watched Qiao Yaruan eat instead. He was still feeling rather curious over the question.

Not too long after dinner, the color of the night enveloped the entire sky. Maid Yu had rushed over from the resort. She lamented for a while before she took the little darling away.

Not too long after the little darling left, Chu Ningyi stepped out from the room and gave Uncle Chu a few instructions before leaving.

Qiao Yaruan watched him leave and curiously got up to check on the still-sleeping person inside. She looked at Uncle Chu as she asked, “Why did Director Chu leave?”

“Oh, the Old Madam has summoned him,” Uncle Chu explained.

Qiao Yaruan grunted a reply then turned around to go back.

Clatter...

The sound of a heavy object falling onto the floor sounded inside the ward. Qiao Yaruan suddenly turned around to check. “What happened?”

Uncle Chu quickly blocked Qiao Yaruan and steadily said, “Maybe it was from the room next door.”

Shui Anluo had lost her balance and nearly slipped after trying to get down from the bed in the room. An Fengyang, who had slipped in from the window, caught her but she still ended up making a loud noise.

Shui Anluo held her breath, afraid that someone outside would hear her.

“Be careful,” An Fengyang muttered. He waited until there was no other sound from outside the room before carefully helping Shui Anluo into the bathroom.

“Haha, Beautiful Brother, you’re really dressed like a beauty here,” Shui Anluo whispered.


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