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It had rained heavily the entire night. Shui Anluo was awoken by a call from Qiao Yaruan.

Luoluo, quick, check the news, urged Qiao Yaruan.

Shui Anluo put the phone down and opened a web browser.

Present-Age University Student Had Worked As A Prostitute During Marriage.

Miss Shuis Secret Past.

Shui Anluo stared at the headline and those horrible pictures. She was lying on the bed without a stitch of clothing in some, and one was of her making out with someone in the washroom of a bar. There were even more unbearable pictures too.

Shui Anluos entire being trembled in anger. That was not her at all, it definitely was not!

Her phone rang again. This time, it was An Fengyang. He had just seen the news.

Luoluo, whats going on?

Thats not me, that really isnt me, said Shui Anluo in a trembling voice. After all, this was the first time she had encountered this sort of thing.

Luoluo, I know that it isnt you. Dont leave the house for now, no matter what, alright? Let me handle this, said An Fengyang, trying to calm her emotions.

Shui Anluo continued to shake. She did not know how she had ended the call. She then reached out and scooped her son into her arms and held him in a tight embrace. She could not collapse because she still has her son. She could not let others drag her son down into humiliation.

Her phone rang again. Shui Anluo looked down and saw the display on the screen. She picked up the call, suppressed her emotions and answered, Hello

Luoluo, its me. Mo Lusus airy voice rang out, just like his personality. Are you alright?

Shui Anluo steadied the trembling in her hand and took a deep breath. Im fine. No doubt its just their way of exacting revenge on me.

Mo Lusu felt a little disappointed because she was pretending to be strong in front of him.

Is there anything I can help you with? Mo Lusu put his disappointment away and kept his gentle tone.

If you really want to help me, Senior Brother, transfer my father to your hospital and give him a thorough examination. I suspect that An Jiahui has poisoned my father. Shui Anluo spoke in a reasonable manner. Even though she had asked Qiao Yaruan for help, she would not be able to respond as quickly as Mo Lusu. Besides, she did not dare to trust Chu Ningyi anymore since that man was unconcerned over herfathers survival.

Alright, thats no problem. Mo Lusu agreed. Anything else?

Shui Anluo looked at her sleeping son then bent down and kissed him. I have no way of going out. Ask Yaruan to help bring over any reports. Shui Anluo knows that Qiao Yaruan has feelings for Mo Lusu even though she had never admitted to it so she wanted to help Qiao Yaruan out.

Alright, Her senior brother agreed with a smile. He then left her with a few words of comfort before ending the call.

Shui Anluo threw the phone on the bed again and hugged her son tight. She knew what An Jiahui was thinking. Was she not trying to use this method to break her?

Therefore, she would let her experience how a threatened Shui Anluo would retaliate against her.

Throughout the entire afternoon, the few people who have good ties with Shui Anluo called to console her. Even Wen Xin, whom she had only met once, had called and offered her comfort for a long time. Unfortunately, the only person who did not call was Chu Ningyi.

That person seemed to have vanished entirely.

Shui Anluo looked at her watch from time to time yet felt that she was being too stupid. Perhaps this was his way of dumping her?