Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Shui Anluo carried the little darling upstairs and took the key out from underneath the mat.

Just as she opened the door, the living room’s lights suddenly snapped on.

Shui Anluo cried out. When she took a good look at the man who appeared beneath the light, she gritted her teeth and heaved a sigh of relief as she closed the door.

“Silver Screen King Feng, don’t you have anywhere else to live? Is my living room that livable?” Shui Anluo cried out, annoyed. She thought that a thief had slipped into her house.

“What’re you doing here?” Master Feng replied irritably. He seemed to have forgotten that this was her house.

Shui Anluo nearly went blind from his question. She skillfully pulled out the little darling’s small bed from a corner of the living room, untied the white covers and placed the little darling on the bed. The little one continued to sleep soundly and showed no signs of waking up.

Very good!

Shui Anluo gently patted his little body twice then turned around to face Feng Feng.

“Number one, this is my home. Who gave you the right to say these things to me?” Shui Anluo slowly approached him. “Number two, Silver Screen King Feng, did you ask me before staying in my home? Have you paid rent? My living room is rather expensive.”

“Money grubber.” Feng Feng scoffed and sat naturally on the sofa.

He angered Shui Anluo again and she immediately snatched the thin quilt away. Forget about him sleeping on her sofa, he has even used her quilt. He was simply out of control.

Feng Feng frowned, clearly annoyed.

“Shui Anluo, are you a woman? Aren’t you afraid that Eldest Chu would put you into order if he finds out that you’ve been tugging around with a man in the living room in the middle of the night?” Feng Feng spat irritably.

Shui Anluo stared at him and gritted her teeth. In the end, she smiled. “Alright, I’ll give Chu Ningyi a call right now and tell him that a man is shamelessly sleeping in my living room. What do you think?”

Feng Feng watched Shui Anluo whip out her phone. He did not fly into a rage or make a fuss but continued to sit on the couch.

“The internationally renowned model was scalded in her own home. She’s currently still unconscious in the hospital. Eldest Chu must be with her now,” Feng Feng leisurely remarked. He then watched Shui Anluo raise her phone and put it down. He curled the corners of his lips and his smile was complacent.

Shui Anluo put her phone down indignantly. She then went to stand next to the couch and stared at him haughtily. “Madman, sometimes, you really can be evil.” He was the type of evil who would hit someone below the belt with one sentence too. “Let me tell you this, you must bring a bodyguard along when you go out. Otherwise, I’m afraid that you might randomly get punched someday.”

“Thank you for your concern,” Feng Feng replied with a forced smile.

Shui Anluo looked at the direction of the bedroom. Qiao Yaruan was probably still asleep. Shui Anluo turned off the light decisively then walked back to kick Feng Feng off the sofa. She pushed him to the small sofa on the opposite side of the room and decided to talk to him about Yuan Jiayi.

In light of the fact that she was Chu Ningyi’s woman, Feng Feng did not lower himself to her level though he felt that Chu Ningyi was blind for falling for Shui Anluo.

“You can speak now.” Shui Anluo crossed her arms and stared at him arrogantly. Chu Ningyi’s woman, this title was rather useful.

Feng Feng looked down and fiddled with the high-class cigarette lighter in his hands. He turned it over a few times before slowly looking up at Shui Anluo. “You must understand that Yuan Jiayi’s status as an orphan, including her parents’ deaths, are the best weapons she holds against Chu Ningyi.”

Shui Anluo seemed to have heard about her parents’ deaths before so she felt even more curious about the situation. She could not resist asking, “She only had her parents? There’re no other relatives?”