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

Shui Anluo stared at him with pursed lips, as if to say, how could he be like this.

Chu Cuiyi smiled and leaned on the back of the chair and looked at her leisurely. He now had time to spend with her.

Shui Anluo rolled his eyes with big eyes.

"Don't use your mind on Master Ben. You will never regret it yourself." Chu Cuiyi said slowly.

Shui Anluo slumped to the table, and she admitted that Chu Cuiyi was true.

While Shui Anluo was thinking about how to get him away, Chu's cell phone rang again.

Shui Anluo looked up at him curiously, as if asking, whose phone was it?

Chu Cuiyi reached out and touched Suan Anluo's head, and then connected the phone.

"Hey--"

"Master, they just found the notebook that was lost by Mrs. Young before the property came and said that the aunt who had cleaned it looked good and left it. It was just found and it was returned."

Yuma said over there, he could still hear the sound of the little baby whistling in the car.

notebook?

Chu Cuiyi looked sideways at Shui Anluo, frowned, and said, "I know, put it first."

Shui Anluo became more and more curious, she seemed to listen to Yu's voice.

Chu Cuiyi reached out and patted Shui Anluo's head, and then said, "Remember to agree with Master Ben, Master Ben will give you an hour of space."

"Huh?" Shui Anluo blinked, watching Chu Cuiyi get up and leave, still lying uncertainly looking at the window for a long time, really saw him driving away.

Shui Anluo stretched out his hands and scratched his head. Why was it that she felt more disturbed when Chu Muyi left?

Just waiting for Shui Anluo to think about why Chu Cuiyi was taking Yuma's phone and leaving, Mo Luyi had already arrived.

Shui Anluo looked up at Mo Luyu, a slight pause, smiling a little awkwardly, "Brother."

Mo Luyun nodded slightly, and sat opposite her.

"You're all right," Mo Luyi asked with anxiety. "Are you better?"

Shui Anluo nodded holding the cup, but what did he say behind the tension.

"Why didn't you see him?" Mo Luyu looked around without seeing the shadow of Chu Muyi.

Listening to his voice, Shui Anluo knew what he was talking about, it was just him who said something cold.

Between him and Chu Cuiyi, after all, there were festivals she didn't know.

Shui Anluo took the menu on one side, reached out and called the waiter, and pushed the menu to Mo Luyu. "Brother, I treat you today. You can see what you eat. It's a bit of a shock."

Mo Luyi's long fingers slowly touched the menu, but he felt a little clear.

If she had a relationship with Chu Cuiyi, according to Chu Cuiyi's temper, naturally Shui Anluo would not continue to be close to herself.

Instead of opening the menu, Mo Luyu said directly, "Sweet and sour pork ribs, silver fish scrambled eggs, and diced chicken, and then I will have a black chicken soup for this lady, and two rice is just fine."

Every time he clicked, Shui Anluo's hand tightened.

All she likes to eat.

"Brother." Shui Anluo yelled, "Let's order a few more, how can these be enough for you to eat." Shui Anluo said, reached out to take the menu, and then added a few more dishes to the waiter go away.

"Brother ..."

"Luoluo, shall we eat first?" Mo Luyun spoke gracefully, interrupting what Shui'anluo wanted to say.