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

Chapter 271: I Don’t Wish To Hear You Speak

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Once the little darling had finished his drink, he smacked his small lips in satisfaction.

Shui Anluo looked down at her son, should she ask?

She pulled her phone out as she mulled over the question and made a call to her empress dowager.

Not many people were in the university’s cafeteria aside from those who had stayed back to study for the graduate program. Qiao Yaruan was practically the only one there.

After Qiao Yaruan finished listening to what Shui Anluo had to say, she internally spat at the shameless yet affectionate pair.

“Please, can you please leave some concern for this single dog?” Qiao Yaruan responded furiously. “You’re showing off your boyfriend now so why are you talking about purity?”

“Please, do you even understand where I’m coming from?” Shui Anluo replied irritably.

“Heh, all I know is that I don’t even have a man. Why are you still guessing whether your man wants purity? Is your man going to help solve my issues and not yours?” Qiao Yaruan scoffed again and ate a mouthful of rice. “Hey, do you think that the school is skimping on us? This food still tastes awful even when there aren’t a lot of people around.”

“You’re eating at the South Hall? You can actually eat the food there?” Shui Anluo questioned as she stood with the little darling. It was rare for the little darling to feel sleepy now.

“Where else? It’s the only cafeteria that’s open.” Qiao Yaruan found the meal tasteless so she only took a few bites. “I’m going to the library. If you irritate me with these affectionate issues next time, I’ll scratch you to death.”

“Fine, fine, you bookworm. I’m going to put the little darling to sleep,” Shui Anluo replied helplessly.

“Seriously, bitch Luo, your man wants to help you out. I really don’t understand what you’re so confused about. How do you think he feels whenever you choose to do everything on your own? To get him into bed? Although he seems to be good in bed.” Qiao Yaruan put her tray away and clicked her tongue as she walked out of the cafeteria.

Black lines emerged on Shui Anluo’s head. ‘Good in bed?’

‘Alright, Director Chu was indeed good in bed.’

‘However, I’m one being put to bed, alright?’

Shui Anluo shook her head. ‘What am I thinking?’

“Scram, scram.”

“Xiao Luozi, what did you say?”

“Nothing nothing, I’ll take my leave now, Empress Dowager. Have fun studying.” Shui Anluo switched her tone to one of adoration.

“Hmph, at least you have tact. Go and bed the great Director Chu. By then, he’ll solve everything for you.”

“Should a young maiden like you talk about bedding others all the time? Watch out, you might end up becoming an old spinster.” Shui Anluo placed the sleeping little darling on his small bed and spoke earnestly.

“Scram, scram. I don’t wish to hear you speak,” Qiao Yaruan replied. She leaped off a flight of stairs and her gaze was immediately drawn to a man who was walking beside the Dean not too far away. “Silver Screen King Feng, what’s he doing here?” He was walking so closely with the Dean too. Qiao Yaruan pursed her lips but did not intend to concern herself with him.

“What did you say?” Shui Anluo asked after she had put her son down.

“Nothing, I’m going to the library.”

Shui Anluo shrugged her shoulders as she stared at the phone after the call ended.

Shui Anluo slowly approached the doorway and rested against the door. She looked at the study, should she approach Chu Ningyi?

However, it seems that she has no other way aside from asking Chu Ningyi for help.

Shui Anluo turned back and looked at her sleeping son. She then remembered how she had idiotically challenged He Xiaoran. Shui Anluo knocked her own head¹ hard. She had recently become so bold that it was almost ridiculous. She had challenged those family members earlier today and had then pretended as if she had bear guts and challenged He Xiaoran later in the afternoon.

“Shui Anluo, you’ve become quite fearless now that you have Chu Ningyi.” Shui Anluo pressed her head against the door as she scratched it with one finger.