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nTranslator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

nShui Anluo chatted with her mother for a while when she suddenly heard a noise from the apparatus inside. She hurriedly said, “Mom, I’ve something to attend to. Talk to you later.” Shui Anluo then ran to the intensive care room.

nAfter the nurse inside had examined Shui Moyun, they pressed the bell at the head of the bed. Not too long after, the doctors rushed over.

nShui Anluo waited outside. The leader of the group was the old specialist who had not reappeared after that fateful day.

nWhen the old specialist noticed Shui Anluo, she gave her a once over. Her eyes paused at her fiery-red cheongsam for a moment and frowned before she turned around and entered to save the patient.

nWhen Qiao Yaruan arrived, Shui Anluo was still waiting outside the room. Qiao Yaruan looked at her clothes and pulled her over. “You didn’t go home to rest?” It was her fault. She should never have left so quickly.

nShui Anluo shook her head. No matter how much she hated Shui Moyun, he was still her father.

nQiao Yaruan turned around and saw the person who was being rescued. She placed her hand on her friend’s shoulder and softly reassured her. “It’ll be fine, it’ll be fine. Don’t worry, he still owes your mother an apology.”

nShui Anluo nodded but her tense muscles betrayed her emotions.

nShui Anluo’s anxiety grew as the rescue continued. The apparatus inside let out a sharp noise every once in a while. Each sound smashed straight into her heart.

nQiao Yaruan continued to massage her shoulder. It was unfortunate that Chu Ningyi was not around at this point in time.

n“Doctor Shui, your express delivery.” A nurse had looked all over the hospital to find Shui Anluo. She then handed a small box over to her. “This just arrived for you.”

nQiao Yaruan reached out and took it, exclaiming curiously, “Who is it? Who would send you an express package?”

nShui Anluo shook her head and watched as Qiao Yaruan opened the express package. There was an audio recorder pen and a piece of paper inside.

nShui Anluo reached out and took out the piece of paper. There was only one line written on it, saying ‘Shui Anluo, do you really think that you’ve won?’.

n“What’s this?” Qiao Yaruan asked and took the piece of paper. She looked at it up and down but there was no signature.

nShui Anluo picked up the audio recorder pen. She had used this tactic before. As it turns out, An Jiahui does not have a lot of new ideas.

n“If thirty percent of those shares still belonged to Shui Anluo, it would have been fine if you just betrayed that lovely woman. Now, however, I can tell you that there’s no longer any need for that. I heard that Shui Moyun had signed away those thirty percent shares to Shui Anjiao. You can say that Shui Anluo is useless now.”

n“Be careful of what you say, I might smack you.”

n“I say, Third An, why are you so irritated? Second Bai isn’t wrong, how can that woman be a match for Eldest Chu? You must be joking.”

n“B*stard. Let me tell you this, Shui Anluo is my younger sister. From now on, you’d better be polite to her.”

n“Let’s leave this matter for now. Since Shui Moyun is blinded, we’ll let him stew in his own juice.”

n“Do you plan on watching Shui Moyun die? That’s true, as long as you watch Shui Moyun die, it’ll be much easier to get rid of Shui Anluo in the future.”

nThe conversation rang out clearly. Shui Anluo was rendered dumbstruck as Qiao Yaruan stared at her in disbelief.

n“This…”

nHow could this be? After all, Chu Ningyi has always been the one helping Shui Anluo.

n“Do you plan on watching Shui Moyun die? That’s true, as long as you watch Shui Moyun die, it will be much easier to get rid of Shui Anluo in the future.”

nThat last sentence was like a curse that echoed in Shui Anluo’s ear.

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