Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Yuan Jiayi suddenly looked up at Shui Anluo with a scrutinizing look in her eyes.

Shui Anluo straightened up and handed the temperature-tested milk bottle to her son who was staring right at her. Just as the little darling began to drink his water in a satisfied manner, Shui Anluo spoke once again. “Yuan Jiayi, since you also want me dead, why don’t we wait and see? Let’s see who will emerge victorious in the end.”

Yuan Jiayi clenched her fists as waves of emotion hit her heart. This version of Shui Anluo has exceeded her expectations.

“Shui Anluo, what right do you have to invite me to war?” Yuan Jiayi spat icily.

Shui Anluo cast an arrogant glance at her and replied icily, “Yuan Jiayi, I don’t really have that right but I won’t let anyone who wants to take my life go so easily. You better pray that I don’t find any evidence that links you to that incident. Otherwise, let’s see who gets the last laugh.”

“Hahaha…” Yuan Jiayi suddenly burst into laughter. “Shui Anluo, have you really begun to think of yourself as Mrs. Chu? Is it really worth it for me to sully my hands and kill you?”

Shui Anluo frowned as she heard the disdain in her words. This confirmed the fact that Lan Xin was the real culprit.

This was the answer she got from Yuan Jiayi’s disdainful tone.

The little darling blinked and stared at his mommy. He then loosened his grip and dropped the milk bottle in his hands. Of all places, it landed on Yuan Jiayi’s lap.

How dare she scare his mommy, he would crush this evil woman to death!

“Argh…”

The little milk bottle was not that big and there was not a lot of water left in the bottle either. However, it had landed on Yuan Jiayi’s burn wound so Yuan Jiayi had cried out loudly in a sharp and incisive voice.

“Wah…”

The little darling’s sudden wails were louder than her cries.

Her screams had frightened the baby!

Shui Anluo carried the little darling and took a step back. She watched as the office door was flung open once again. Who else should appear but Chu Ningyi who was supposed to be in a meeting?

Shui Anluo lowered her eyelids and her gaze followed the milk bottle as it rolled on the ground. Her gaze stopped when the milk bottle stopped rolling.

“What’s going on?” Chu Ningyi questioned darkly.

The secretary had informed him that his little darling was crying so he had cast the people in the meeting aside and rushed over immediately. He never expected to see this. The little darling was crying so tragically and Yuan Jiayi was weeping tragically in her wheelchair as well. Only one person was keeping her head down as she gazed at the milk bottle.

Yuan Jiayi stroked her thigh gently as she grabbed Chu Ningyi’s wrist with the other hand. She spoke in an aggrieved manner, “Ningyi, my thigh hurts so badly.”

Shui Anluo lowered her head to gently sooth her bawling son.

Based on the height from where the milk bottle had fallen, it was no surprise that it would hurt.

Chu Ningyi’s gaze landed on Shui Anluo. Shui Anluo looked everywhere else but refused to look at him.

“Ningyi, I came here to look for you but I really don’t know how I’ve offended Luoluo. She accused me of trying to hurt her from the moment I came in. Why would I want to hurt her? How do I hurt her when I’m in this state?” Yuan Jiayi sobbed. Her tears streamed down like a broken tap that could not be closed.

Shui Anluo curled her lips. Was she not afraid that she would drown in her tears?

The little darling had cried to the point that he was now gasping for breath. He hiccuped and Shui Anluo’s heart ached for her son. She bent down to pick up the milk bottle and carefully wiped it clean before she looked up at the sobbing Yuan Jiayi.

Chu Ningyi stared darkly at Shui Anluo as if he was waiting for her explanation.