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

"I mean to hear it from Uncle Yuan, Yuan Jiayi you--"

"Old third." Chu Muyi frowned, interrupting his words sharply. "Today is Uncle Yuan's death, so don't mention the previous things."

Shui Anluo slowly raised her head, facing Chu Chuyi's gaze, she smiled without any emotion.

Chu Cuiyi reached out and held her son's hand, and touched her head with the other hand. Sometimes he didn't know if such an understanding Suan Anluo was good or bad.

Yuan Jiayi was still happy because Chu Cuiyi spoke for herself, but she did not expect to see the two of them looking at each other affectionately. Yuan Jiayi clenched her hands slightly, then her eyes covered the fierceness in her eyes.

An Fengyang raised his hand slightly, finally looking to the side, he kept silent.

Xun Xin held her husband's hand and smiled slightly at him.

Yuan Jiayi took a deep breath, glanced at all of them, and finally fell on the body of Chu Niyi: "Midiyi, do you think I also--"

"I said, don't talk about the previous things, if you have any trouble in the future, my third wife and I will help you." Chu Cuiyi interrupted her, and reached out to hold the baby back.

The little baby has been in a bad mood since seeing Yuan Jiayi. After being picked up by Daddy, he leaned directly into Daddy's arms. He kept his mouth down and hated the bad woman too much.

Yuan Jiayi was choked by Chu Muyi's words and did not say a word for a long time.

An Fengyang looked at the time, and finally frowned and said, "It's getting late, I'll take Xin Xin back first."

Chu Cuiyi nodded, and An Fengyang looked coldly down the mountain.

Shui Anluo looked at it and couldn't help thinking how much she hated Yuan Jiayi in her family's biggest bitch, so she would pose so coldly.

An Fengyang left, and the little baby stretched his little finger down the mountain. He also wanted to go down, not here, and he missed his foal.

"Mudy wings, you leave first, I'm with my parents for a while." Yuan Jiayi whispered.

"Miss Yuan, it's inconvenient to take a taxi too late." The nanny said quickly.

Taxi?

Chu Cuiyi looked down at Yuan Jiayi's legs, frowned and said, "I'll let Uncle Chu take you back."

"No, I don't want to be said anything." Yuan Jiayi said, looking down at her grievances.

Shui Anluo held the baby's hand to soothe his constantly disturbing mood. When he heard Yuan Jiayi's words, he looked directly at him. "Ms. Yuan's father is a benevolent benefactor. It is right for him to help you. Retribution, who can say anything? "

Shui Anluo's voice was indifferent, but she put everything Chu Chuyi did for her on kindness.

Yuan Jiayi was not a fool. He heard Shui Anluo's words and looked up at her. "Miss Shui can think so. I'm afraid that Miss Shui will misunderstand. After all, when Miss Shui had an accident, she was beside me."

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward after Yuan Jiayi spoke.

Chu Muyi frowned, naturally thinking of the previous things. Before, he always felt that he was right, but now he was raised by Yuan Jiayi, he really felt uncomfortable.

Shui Anluo hooked his lips. "After all, it was Miss Yuan's last catwalk show, and Muyi helped me arrange things. There are priorities and I understand him."

"Ms. Water is really empathetic." Yuan Jiayi smiled.