happy ex-wife

Chapter 8

"No, no!" Shui Anluo retorted loudly, and quickly turned and left the school gate.

Her child is not Chu Ningyi's, Shui Anluo walked with big strides, not caring about the person calling her behind.

Why should this person share a glass of the child she gave birth to if he wanted to, thinking it was red wine!
Shui Anluo went back angrily, but Qiao Yaruan didn't say anything.

Chu Ningyi in the car looked at Shui Anluo who left angrily, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and then looked at the photo on the car a few days ago, this kid is really domineering, almost a copy of him.

The phone suddenly remembered, Chu Ningyi stretched out his hand to connect, the person over there didn't know what to say, Chu Ningyi nodded slightly, "Got it, I'll go over now, you guys leave first." After Chu Ningyi hung up the phone, Glancing at the photo, he never thought of being a father, but facing this sudden child, apart from anger, he knew that he was more surprised.

The child, totally his child.

It was an indescribable feeling, very sweet, very sour, very——painful!

After Shui Anluo went back, Shui Anluo's mother, Long Manyin, had already prepared lunch. She was over forty years old, but she couldn't tell her age at all. She had a tall, slender figure, and a delicate face that showed no age at all. It seemed that everything a year ago hadn't caused any blow to her.

"I'm back, I just finished cooking." Long Manyin said with a smile, and welcomed them in.

"Hello, Auntie." Qiao Yaruan greeted politely, but looked at the room with slick eyes.

Because they came from the Shui family without leaving the house, they lived in a small one-bedroom apartment, which only added up to [-] pings.

"Little baby is asleep, I haven't woken up yet, wash your hands first, we'll wake up after eating." Long Manyin knew what she was thinking, and after speaking, she turned and went to the kitchen to bring out all the food.

Shui Anluo shook off Chu Ningyi's sudden sense of depression, went over to the car and carried the sleeping baby out, and kissed his sleeping face one after another. As expected, seeing her baby, she just Nothing to worry about.

Even though Qiao Yaruan knew that the little baby was sleeping, she still surrounded him. Looking at his cute sleeping posture, she couldn't help but sigh, "How can he be so cute?" It's so cute that people want to take a bite.

"That's right, I don't want to see who gave birth." Shui Anluo said triumphantly, and carried the baby to the dining table.

Long Manyin looked at them with a smile, and greeted them to eat.

"Luoluo is pregnant at school, and you are the one taking care of her. You don't have to be polite when you get home, this is your home."

"Of course you're welcome. Auntie's food is so delicious, it's a crime to be polite." Qiao Yaruan said with a smile, and started to eat with chopsticks.

"Mom, this is a locust. What are you talking about with her?" Shui Anluo said unceremoniously, then hugged the baby in one hand, and ate with chopsticks in the other.

Thanks to Qiao Yaruan's participation, the lunch was very cheerful, with laughter everywhere.

But because Qiao Yaruan had to catch the train home, she had to leave shortly after the little baby woke up after lunch.

The little baby woke up without crying or fussing, with big eyes rolling back and forth, his little mouth babbling and waving his little hands, as if he was saying goodbye to his godmother.

After seeing off her roommate, Shui Anluo turned back with her son in her arms, holding his little hand in one hand: "Call me mom, mom."

"Yeah—" the small mouth opened, and the saliva flowed down.

(End of this chapter)