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Chapter 392: A Fatal Phone Call (2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

As Lan Xin thought about this, she quickly turned around and walked to her office.

After Qiao Yaruan ran to the garden, she continued to speak in hushed tones. “You’re really alright, that’s so great. I thought that Feng Feng was lying to me.”

Shui Anluo felt even more guilty when she heard Qiao Yaruan choke with sobs. She was full of complete remorse over the past few days because she had never seen Qiao Yaruan cry.

“I’m fine, it’s just that Chu Ningyi refused to let me contact you. Can you send a message to Senior Brother? Tell him that I’m alright. I don’t remember his number,” Shui Anluo said as she continued to keep an eye on the bathroom door. When she heard the toilet flushing she quickly said, “Chu Ningyi is out, I’ve got to go.” Shui Anluo quickly ended the call and threw the phone back onto the desk. She then picked her son up and played with him.

Chu Ningyi stepped out and straightened his sleeves. He walked to the sofa, lowered his head and stared at the mother and son who were playing with each other. The only thing was, his gaze seemed a little strange.

Shui Anluo felt guilty after being stared at silently. “W-what are you looking at?” She stuttered.

Chu Ningyi scoffed. He then reached out and picked the phone up from the table. However, when he felt the warmth on the phone, he frowned.

“Shui Anluo?” He frowned as he asked, his voice threatening.

Shui Anluo rubbed her head with one hand, thought for a moment and said, “I only called Yaruan and told her one thing, really!” Shui Anluo said and stuck one finger out as she stared at him seriously.

The little darling sat in his mommy’s embrace as he looked at his daddy and blinked at him, acting cute. His little paws were still waving in the air.

“Ly, ly…” The little darling cried out. His pronunciation was still not accurate but one could understand the overall meaning behind it.

Chu Ningyi’s frown deepened but the mother and son pair were still staring at him with the same innocent look on their faces. What else could he say?

After Qiao Yaruan hung up, she tapped her chin with her phone. She then checked her surroundings again. When she saw that no one else was around, she relaxed and returned to the hospital. However, she was in much better spirits than before.

Lan Xin stood in her office upstairs and watched as Qiao Yaruan headed back into the hospital. A malicious light flashed across her eyes, it looks like she would need to change her plans a little.

As she had done something wrong in the morning, Shui Anluo obediently sat in the living room and watched the news after breakfast. Chu Ningyi had uninstalled all communication applications from the tablet. Even if she wanted to reinstall them again, Chu Ningyi would probably catch her in the act.

Chu Ningyi had been in constant contact with Uncle Chu, they were probably spying on someone.

However, she really admires the minds of these people. She had got into an accident and Chu Ningyi disappeared for four days. Everyone’s minds had exploded with all sorts of conspiracy theories on how Chu Ningyi had plotted his ex-wife’s death to get the Prince back.

Shui Anluo grinned as she read the long-winded but unexpectedly logical statement. This caused Shui Anluo to feel the urge to clap her hands and praise them.

Chu Ningyi placed his laptop on his lap and stared at Shui Anluo who was laughing herself into a near convulsion. He then asked, “Are you in spasms again?”

“You’re the one in spasms,” Shui Anluo refuted. She got off the sofa and bounced onto the seat next to Chu Ningyi. She then sat net to him and leaned into his chest. “Look at this, it’s so funny.”

Chu Ningyi raised his brow and did not object to her actions. He lifted his computer from his lap and placed it next to him. He then looked at the tablet that Shui Anluo had placed in front of him.

Shui Anluo was leaning against his arm and Chu Ningyi pulled it out to wrap it around her shoulders. He then pulled her into his arms as he held the tablet and read the headline. “What’s this?” He asked with a frown.

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