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

Chu Cuiyi raised her eyebrows and was pushed into the living room on the second floor by Shui Anluo. Yu Ma had already brought the meals up so that they would not have to go on.

"As long as you can prevent me from getting angry in these three days, I will definitely give you a big news, let him be in hot water this month." Chu Cuiyi made his request.

"Only three days?" Shui Anluo was uncertain and wanted a guarantee, otherwise who knew if Chu Niyi would change his mind.

Chu Muyi nodded.

Shui Anluo thought about it, ran back to his room and then ran out again quickly: "Come, sign, and say nothing."

Chu Muyi frowned, "Do you believe me?"

"Bear brothers settle accounts, let alone us." Shui'an said naturally.

Believe it or not, she wouldn't say that if her father couldn't believe it, she really didn't know who else in the world she could trust besides her mother.

Chu Cuiyi looked at her for granted without even a hint of dodging, then looked down at the paper in her hand.

Then he reached for his pen, and Long Fei Feng Wu signed his name.

After getting the guarantee, Shui Anluo was assured. After all, Mr. Chu had some personality.

"Well, from now on, to the end of this third day, if you don't get angry, even if I win." For the sake of the wind, she was pretty hard.

Chu Cuiyi nodded, and Shui Anluo sat down happily: "Eat, eat."

Chu Cuiyi looked at Shui Anluo, who was eating, and suddenly thought that the day before, she called herself. That was the first time she had called herself one month after he went abroad.

She said, can you come back, Chu Chuyi?

But what did he say?

I'm busy, and I'll go back when I'm busy.

Then she hung up the phone, and then, he learned everything in the country. While abroad, his mother recklessly asked her to write a divorce agreement and took her abroad to sign for herself.

"Luo Luo, now that you've called me, why don't you make things clear?" Chu Cuiyi asked, pretending to be relaxed.

Shui Anluo held the hand of chopsticks for a moment, and the sweet and sour tenderloin still stuck in his mouth, and looked up at Chu Cuiyi with a little curiosity, as if asking: What are you talking about?

Looking at Shui'anluo, Chu Cuiyi didn't know whether he should cry or laugh, as if the person who couldn't let it be now was herself, and she had already let go of everything.

Because I don't love it, let it go.

This sudden thought made him suddenly displeased, and he left with chopsticks.

Shui Anluo sees that this is not the case. This grandfather is going to get angry, how can this work!

Shui Anluo swallowed the sweet and sour tenderloin in his mouth three times, put down the chopsticks, and quickly pulled Chu Chuyi's wheelchair. A pair of big eyes looked at him with watery grievances: "Mr. Chu, Uncle Chu You are stubborn. Can we change the agreement and say that I didn't mess with it? "She just had a meal. It wasn't her fault that he was unhappy.

Chu Ningyi looked at her as she nodded, this was never her fault!

Shui Anluo was scared by his eyes, alas, was she provoked?

Shui Anluo rubbed his head and looked at the half-sweet sweet and sour tenderloin on the table, and then looked back at Chu Cuiyi: "Well, will I stop eating your favorite vegetables in the future?"

But she also likes the sweet and sour tenderloin. It seems that she has to talk to Yu Mom. The next time I secretly reserve something for her, she will go to the kitchen to eat.