Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Chu Ningyi lowered his head and stared at the girls who were sassily embroiled in a fight. Everything that she had said gave him a true taste of how it felt to be slapped in the face.
He was by Yuan Jiayi’s side when Shui Anluo had needed him the most. However, she was saying that she understood now.
This kind of understanding was really hard to accept.
Because one would only understand if one does not care!
“Generally, I’m not like you, Miss Yuan.” Shui Anluo smiled back.
Yuan Jiayi looked at Chu Ningyi and spoke with a tinge of disappointment. “Ningyi, I really envy you to have found someone who understands you so well. However, I don’t know if I’ll ever find another version of you in this lifetime.”
“Jiayi.” Chu Ningyi immediately cut her off when he heard this. “What you need isn’t another version of me but someone who’s right for you.”
“That’s…” Yuan Jiayi said and suddenly stopped. Finally, she showed them a bitter smile. “Then I’ll have to trouble Uncle Chu to send me back. Auntie Dong, let’s go.”
The housekeeper responded and quickly prepared to push Yuan Jiayi’s wheelchair downhill.
Suhi Anluo turned around and looked at the exhausted housekeeper. She then looked back at Chu Ningyi, “Brother Chu, where’s your gentlemanly poise?”
Chu Ningyi raised his brow. “Am I not afraid that someone might get jealous?”
“Get lost.” Shui Anluo scolded with a smile. She reached out and asked for the little darling before she indicated toward Yuan Jiayi with her chin. “Go and help.” She had seen how troubled the housekeeper was and was not helping that woman.
However, just as Shui Anluo reached out, the little darling abruptly turned around and clung tightly to his daddy’s neck. He was clearly stating: ‘Mommy, don’t carry me. I certainly won’t let Daddy push that bad lady.’
Shui Anluo blinked and stared at Chu Ningyi.
Chu Ningyi patted his son’s tiny body and nodded helplessly: ‘See that? Your son is sharper than you.’
Shui Anluo scoffed and stared indifferently at the father and son. Finally, she went down to help the housekeeper on her own.
Chu Ningyi carried his son as they followed slowly behind them. He watched as Shui Anluo supported the sides and helped the housekeeper to maintain stability. The housekeeper thanked Shui Anluo profusely and Shui Anluo smiled before replying calmly, “It’s alright, going downhill is a little difficult. It’s dangerous for you to be doing this too.”
The little darling scoffed in his daddy’s arms. Why should they help that rotten woman? So annoying.
Chu Ningyi gently patted his son’s back with his large hand and slowly walked down the steps, seemingly unaware that it was wrong for a big man to walk like that.
“Miss Shui, have you always been such a hypocrite?” Yuan Jiayi murmured softly into her ear.
Shui Anluo narrowed her eyes. “Even if I’m a hypocrite, it’s still better than being two-faced like you, Miss Yuan.”
Yuan Jiayi tightened her grip on the armrest of her wheelchair and softly muttered, “Who do you think Ningyi will believe if I rolled down from here?”
“Miss Yuan, it seems that you don’t have any better strategies aside from ones that involve self-destruction, am I correct?” Shui Anluo spoke with ridicule. “Besides, so what If you fall from here? He’s holding his son, do you really think you can be compared to his son?”
Yuan Jiayi clenched her fists and stared straight into her eyes. “I’ve truly underestimated you.”
“Are you only just realizing this now?” Shui Anluo asked in a softly. “However, Yuan Jiayi, it’s the anniversary of your father’s death today. This is your father’s resting place yet all you can think of is to try to gain companionship in front of Chu Ningyi. Is that really such a good idea?”
Yuan Jiayi’s chest heaved. She was clearly infuriated.
“You…” Yuan Jiayi was just about to say something when she looked at the steps below her feet. The next flight of stairs would start after a few more steps. She smirked viciously and slowly stretched out her right leg.
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