She really wants to hold her son and kiss him. Unfortunately, that hateful person was still here.
An Fengyang finished managing the discharge forms. Chu Ningyi picked the little darling up and passed him to An Fengyang. “Stay with Third Uncle for now, Daddy needs to carry Mommy.”
The little darling felt aggrieved but he did not struggle this time. Instead, he obediently wrapped his arms around An Fengyang’s neck and watched as his daddy scooped his mommy into his arms.
An Fengyang stared at the little darling and clicked his tongue. “Why do you feel so aggrieved when I’m carrying you?”
The little darling haughtily refused to respond to him. If his daddy could not carry him, he would want his mommy to carry him. He certainly did not want to be with Third Uncle.
“Hey, your son is more of a rascal than you are.” An Fengyang stared at the haughty little thing and remarked. He received an icy glare from Chu Ningyi in return.
Chu Ningyi carried Shui Anluo out into the car that Uncle Chu had prepared.
Yuan Jiayi and the housekeeper remained in the ward. Her eyes were flashing with a stern air. They were going back to ‘A’ City, that was really good news.
“Auntie Dong, let’s go.” Yuan Jiayi put the viciousness on her face away and said in a faint voice.
The three of them were now in the car. The little darling watched as his daddy placed his mommy on her seat and immediately stretched out his arms, asking his daddy to hold him. He did not want to follow Third Uncle.
Chu Ningyi let Shui Anluo lie on his lap. He looked up at his son who was holding his arms out, asking to be held, and looked at the woman on his lap. Finally, before his son could burst into tears, he pulled him into his arms from the front passenger seat and placed him on a small space next to him to let him sit down.
“Hey, how old is your son? Is it really alright for him to be so clever?” An Fengyang asked with a frown.
“Nearly nine months now,” Chu Ningyi calmly replied.
“It’s eight months and twenty-three days,” Shui Anluo suddenly chimed in, shocking An Fengyang into a daze.
“Still alive?”
An Fengyang had just spoken when Shui Anluo grabbed the little darling’s toy from the back and threw it at him. She yelped in pain after the throw. It had hurt.
“Behave yourself,” Chu Ningyi chastized sternly.
Shui Anluo put a lot of effort to sit up but did not dare to lean back against the chair. Instead, she placed her head against the back of the front passenger seat. Her head was spinning so much that she wanted to vomit.
Chu Ningyi held his son’s tiny body with one hand and patted her back gently. “Feeling uncomfortable?”
“Mm, extremely,” Shui Anluo replied with a sob. Only people who have experienced cerebral concussion would know how horrible it felt.
The little darling lay on his daddy’s lap as his large eyes filled with concern.
An Fengyang frowned as well. “I believed that Yuan Jiayi will definitely tell Lan Xin that you’re heading back to ‘A’ City. Are you using Yuan Jiayi?”
“I hope she’ll learn her lesson after this and that she stops squandering Uncle Yuan’s kindness at this point. If she can change, everything she’s done in the past will be written off in one stroke,” Chu Ningyi replied as he patted Shui Anluo’s back.
An Fengyang nodded but looked at the agonized Shui Anluo behind him. “Do you feel aggrieved, Beautiful Sister?”
After all, two out of the three people involved in the matter have been executed. If it was Yuan Jiayi, they…
Shui Anluo looked up and her face was pale. She frowned and looked at An Fengyang then at Chu Ningyi.
She would not feel at ease if Yuan Jiayi was not dealt with but her father had saved the lives of the two men in front of her. What should she do?
Chu Ningyi was currently staring at Shui Anluo. If she felt aggrieved, he might choose to cast Uncle Yuan’s kindness aside and give Yuan Jiayi the punishment she deserves.