Chapter 204: There’s Nothing That Can’t Be Solved Behind Closed Doors

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Chu Ningyi continued to stand there but he was alone. He had probably just returned after bringing the little darling back to the master bedroom.

Chu Ningyi stared at the frightened Shui Anluo but did not seem to think that he had done anything wrong. Instead, he walked over and sat on the side of the bed before reaching out to turn on the small light next to her bed.

Shui Anluo kept her back against him as he sat on the bed. She covered her eyes and her heart was still beating loud and fast.

“I promise you this — in the future, I won’t ever see Lin Qianchen or Yuan Jiayi unless it’s as a last resort,” Chu Ningyi spoke up in a deep voice.

Shui Anluo put her hand down and turned to stare at him curiously.

Was the ghost that possessed his body still inside?

“You, are you talking to me?” Shui Anluo asked uncertainly as she pointed at herself.

Chu Ningyi narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the astonished Shui Anluo. He then looked down and straightened his sleeve. “I’m not talking to you, I’m talking to the one behind you.”

‘Behind me?’

Without thinking, Shui Anluo turned to look. All she could see was the smooth wall. There was nothing there so Shui Anluo could not help but feel horrified. The one behind her, the one, the one…

“Ahh…” The more Shui Anluo thought about it, the more terrified she felt. She shrieked and immediately threw herself into Chu Ningyi’s arms.

She knocked into Chu Ningyi but he managed to steady himself. He wrapped his arms around her body and curled the corners of his lips. Indeed, hugging her felt much more comforting. One night’s worth of anger, rage, and resentment seemed to disappear at that very moment.

Chu Ningyi looked down at the trembling woman and could not restrain a sneer, “What a waste, and you call yourself an outstanding student of the twenty-first century? Regardless, you’ve studied Marxist-Leninism for two years yet you’re still afraid of ghosts?”

Chu Ningyi’s teasing tone abruptly brought Shui Anluo back to her senses. She immediately pushed him away and looked up and down at him. She could not avoid the twitch in the corner of her lips as she snapped, “Chu Ningyi, is this very interesting to you? Get out, get out. You get out now.” All her fears and worries have completely disappeared.

Shui Anluo jumped up and dragged Chu Ningyi out. She should never have believed An Fengyang’s words and come back here. That guy only wanted to get her out of the house so he could spend more time with his wife — alone.

Beijing’s Biggest Bitch… This time, she would remember this very clearly.

Shui Anluo pushed Chu Ningyi out and slammed the door shut. She cursed An Fengyang in her rage, that Biggest Bitch of Beijing.

After being pushed out, Chu Ningyi had intended to knock on the door again. However, after some thought, it was likely that she never fully comprehended his proposal. Therefore, he had no other option but to talk things over with her tomorrow. At least she was no longer leaving.

On the basis of her petty ‘I can’t tolerate this after being tricked like this’ nature, Shui Anluo called An Fengyang immediately. He did not pick up the first time so Shui Anluo continued to call him. When her phone ran out of battery, she continued to call him anyway while she charged the phone.

“Hey Great Aunt, why are you up at this late hour?” The person on the other end seemed to have just stepped out of the room to answer the call.

“An Fengyang, I’ve suddenly remembered something — there’s no big issue between the two of us yet you’ve actually assured me that you won’t lie to me whenever big issues were concerned? An Fengyang, the next time I put my trust in you will be when I follow your surname,” Shui Anluo spat angrily.

“An Anluo, that doesn’t sound too good. Tell me, you have a child in your household, what are you doing eating rice at my home? There’s nothing that can’t be solved between husband and wife behind closed doors.” An Fengyang yawned and swung his arms. Today’s gun practice had indeed touched on an old wound.

“An Fengyang, no wonder you’re known as Beijing’s Biggest Bitch. I’m never going to trust you ever again,” Shui Anluo cried and immediately ended the call.