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nTranslator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

nQiao Yaruan finished her food in just a few bites and placed the container on the table. “Come, let’s go downstairs and get something to eat. There’s a new kind of bun in the supermarket downstairs. Apparently it’s quite tasty.”

nShe dragged a frowning Shui Anluo down. “I thought that you’ve eaten?”

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n“You ate half of it, okay?” Qiao Yaruan rolled her eyes and replied as she dragged Shui Anluo out. Xin Le was there and there were some things that she did not wish to talk about.

nThe pair bought buns downstairs and strolled through a small grove as they listened to Shui Anluo’s story.

n“So, do you mean that Director Chu was testing you?” Qiao Yaruan sat on a stone bench and looked at Shui Anluo who had sat down as well.

n“That’s right and I don’t like this feeling. I don’t understand why he’s doing this either.” Shui Anluo bit into her bun as she spoke.

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n“Maybe Director Chu is worried?” Qiao Yaruan mused, unable to comprehend it. “But that’s not right either, a man like Director Chu would only ever be fought over by women. He has no reason to worry about your love for him.”

nShui Anluo stared at her in disbelief.

nDirector Chu was worried?

nWould he be worried?

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n“I don’t know. I don’t want to go home today anyway. Since he wants me to visit Senior Brother, I’m not going to go back.” Shui Anluo leaned on the stone table and groaned.

nQiao Yaruan sighed and wanted to say something but when she saw the person behind Shui Anluo, the corners of her lips twitched. Was this fate?

n“Senior Brother,” Qiao Yaruan called out to him and quickly got up.

nShui Anluo looked up at her, confused. She had initially thought that she was kidding but when she saw the look in her eyes, she turned around to check.

nMo Lusu was still dressed in black and his hands were placed behind his back. Even though Qiao Yaruan had spoken to him, his gaze had remained on Shui Anluo.

nShui Anluo got up as her hand behind her dug into the surface of the table. “Senior Brother.”

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nMo Lusu nodded and finally looked at Qiao Yaruan. “I have something to say to Luoluo, you should head back.”

nQiao Yaruan chucked and sent Shui Anluo a look that meant: Take care of yourself. She then turned around to leave.

nShui Anluo smiled awkwardly. She wanted to tell Director Chu that this was an accident.

nMo Lusu walked over and sat down at the table. “Are you really that adverse to meeting me?”

n“No,” Shui Anluo lowered her head and said as she sat down again.

n“Luoluo, what kind of person do you think Qiao Huihe is?” Mo Lusu suddenly asked.

nShui Anluo nibbled on her bread as she thought about the question. She had not interacted much with Qiao Huihe but she does somewhat understand her.

n“She’s pretty good.” Shui Anluo answered conservatively.

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n“Good?” Mo Lusu sneered. “So good that she would let her daughter marry a man she didn’t love?”

nShui Anluo looked up at the vicious-looking man. “Have you confirmed that the Old Madam had forced your mother into that marriage?”

nMo Lusu’s expression sank even more after Shui Anluo asked that. Finally, he wrapped his arms around his head as if he was in agony. The truth was, his mother had done it willingly.

nShui Anluo saw the look on his face and seemed to know the answer.

n“Senior Brother, this…”

n“Shui Anluo!”

nJust as Shui Anluo lifted her hand to console Mo Lusu, Chu Ningyi’s icy voice rang out before she could lower it.

nShui Anluo shivered as someone pulled her to her feet before she could react. Her arm hurt and she stumbled a little before she ended up standing behind Chu Ningyi.

nMo Lusu got up and frowned at her. “You’ve hurt her.”

n“That’s got nothing to you either. Mo Lusu, your life is your own. Stop hoping for someone else to share the burden with you. Even if someone could, that person isn’t her.” Chu Ningyi’s tone sounded icy-cold. He immediately dragged Shui Anluo away.

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