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

Chapter 526: Aren’t You Quite Good At Talking?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

When Qiao Yaruan heard Shui Anluo’s decision, she had been having breakfast at a café.

“What’re you talking about? Director Chu wants to take you on a honeymoon and you still want to bring the little darling?” Qiao Yaruan gasped in shock.

“That’s right, this decision isn’t too bad. We’ll have a honeymoon baby too.”

“Big Sis, you were divorced hundreds of years ago, okay?” Qiao Yaruan cried out in annoyance.

Shui Anluo stood at the balcony and rolled her eyes. “I’ll tell you the truth, my mother doesn’t want to see me for the time being. Chu Ningyi is using guerilla tactics here, that’s why he wants to take me to have fun.”

“Why doesn’t Auntie want to see you?” Qiao Yaruan asked curiously. “Could she have finally realized that you’re such an idiot that you no longer seem like her daughter?”

“Would you believe me if I said that I’d fly back and kill you?” Shui Anluo gritted her teeth.

“Oh my, are you trying to rebel?” Qiao Yaruan laughed. “Auntie is probably busy these days so she has no time for you. Go follow your Director Chu and have some fun. Take more pictures of the little darling and your Director Chu.”

“What about me?”

“Hey, have you lost your awareness? You can only act as a personal camera,” Qiao Yaruan said as she bit into a steamed bun. She then looked up and scoffed when she saw a certain someone walking over.

Shui Anluo was so angry that she almost spat blood but she could not bear to end the call. “What’re you doing? Sobbing and sniveling there.”

“I’m eating, is that wrong? It’s now half-past eight in the morning in ‘A’ City.” Qiao Yaruan swallowed her steamed bun and stared at the person who had sat down across from her. She then looked at the girls who had surrounded him and were staring at him but did not have the guts to come over. “Let me tell you one thing, your beautiful brother can no longer hold onto his position as Beijing’s Biggest Bitch now.”

“What do you mean?” Shui Anluo asked in a small voice as she leaned against the railing and stared at Chu Ningyi who was catching up on sleep.

“Do you know what rule he has established by using his status as the King of the Silver Screen after he came here to teach?” Qiao Yaruan asked, seemingly unconcerned about a certain dark-faced Silver Screen King seated across from her.

“Whoever who dares to get close to him will fail their end of term exam,” Shui Anluo calmly replied.

“F*ck, how did you know?”

“It’s mean enough,” Shui Anluo replied matter-of-factly. “What else could a mean person like him say?”

“Well put, I agree,” Qiao Yaruan said with a grin. “However, it proves that you’re also as mean for being able to say it.”

“Get out, I’m a tactful person,” Shui Anluo scoffed.

“Haha, you’re tactful, you’re tacful.” Qiao Yaruan ate without taking a breath. “Don’t forget the pictures. I don’t want to even see your shadow. I’ve been looking at you for more than three years now and I’ve seen enough of you.”

“Empress Dowager, I believe we need to have a meeting,” Shui Anluo said through gritted teeth.

“Haha, Little Luozi, remember that even if the entire world doesn’t want you, your empress dowager will never abandon you.” Qiao Yaruan assured her with a smile. From the moment Shui Anluo had spoken, she knew that Long Manyin’s methods had hurt her melodramatic and sensitive heart.

“I want to cry.” Shui Anluo sniffled.

“Hold it in. You can cry after I’ve ended the call,” Qiao Yaruan said and ended the call. She then threw her phone onto the table and continued to eat.

Feng Feng stared at the woman who had talked loudly on the phone. She has now stopped talking.

“Aren’t you quite good at talking?”

“Teacher Feng, Lecturer Feng, will you please stay away from me? I don’t want to fail my end of term exam,” Qiao Yaruan said with a forced smile. At the same time, she quickly put her phone away. She has had to cede territory and pay indemnities in order to get this phone back.