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n“Is there a difference? She had still died by your hand in the end,” Mo Lusu coldly replied.

n“Mo Lusu,” Chu Ningyi said indifferently. There was the hint of a sneer in his eyes as he continued, “Since you know that the first fact about everything you’ve known is wrong, have you ever thought that everything else that you’ve known about this might be wrong too?”

nMo Lusu’s body tensed up and his rigid stance betrayed his emotions.

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nA chilly early autumn breeze brushed against his face.

nChu Ningyi passed him by when he saw that he was not going to speak.

n“Are you so eager to send me away so I could investigate the matters concerning my mother? Are you afraid that I’d say something to Luoluo?” Mo Lusu suddenly spoke up just as Chu Ningyi passed him by.

nChu Ningyi paused and glanced sideways at the person next to him.

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n“We shall wait and see, don’t make me look down on you,” Chu Ningyi said before he quickly left. However, he suddenly stopped after taking three steps and turned around to look at him. “Shui Anluo is mine. It doesn’t matter whether it’s from two years ago or from now on.”

nOnce Chu Ningyi finished speaking, he went away, leaving Mo Lusu alone in the bleak autumn wind.

nChu Ningyi returned to his car and he asked Uncle Chu to drive them away.

nUncle Chu nodded and quickly drove off. “Young Master, are you going to the office?”

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nChu Ningyi nodded. He straightened his clothes as he looked at Houhai’s scenery passing outside. “To the office.”

nShui Anluo had stayed at home to take care of the little darling for an entire day. Though the little darling’s fever had gone down in the afternoon, he was still in a bad mood. He lay in his mommy’s arms and watched television with her but he kind of missed his dad.

n“Baba… Baba…” The little darling softly cried out in Shui Anluo’s arms.

nShui Anluo looked down at him and kissed his little head. She took the remote control and changed the channel.

n“In regards to the tour route in Provence that will soon be launched by the Chu Group, they have just announced two spokespersons — King of the Silver Screen Feng and supermodel Yuan Jiayi. He’s the movie king and she’s the beauty queen who had once announced that they would temporarily step away from the limelight. It seems that this time, the Chu Group had cut a deal to invite these two huge trump cards.”

nShui Anluo watched the entertainment news report and saw that Feng Feng was walking quietly into the Chu Group’s office with a baseball cap on his head. Does that mean that Feng Feng has given up?

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nIf that was that case, it would be for the best.

n“However, according to a source from within the Chu Group, there are a few other members who would be joining the campaign. Their identities are unknown at the moment.”

nShui Anluo looked down at the little man who was gnawing on his tiny hand as he called out for his ‘baba’. This must be the other member that they were talking about, the one in her arms. When Director Chu does business, not even his own family would be let off the hook.

nShui Anluo was lost in her own thoughts when the phone rang. She frowned, who would be calling the landline now?

nBefore Shui Anluo could organize her thoughts, Maid Yu had already answered the phone. She chuckled and handed the phone over to Shui Anluo after speaking to the person on the other end. “Young Madam, a call from Mister Luo.”

n“My brother?” Shui Anluo said, reaching out to take the phone. “Hello…”

n“I’ve just arrived in ‘A’ City, come over and give me your keys.” Luo Xuan was standing below Shui Anluo’s old home. He looked at the run-down neighborhood and could not resist feeling a sense of dislike. However, since this was where his step-mom had once lived, he did not feel too irritated.

n“What’re you doing in ‘A’ City?” Shui Anluo asked, clearly annoyed.

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n“Hey, is that how you talk to your brother? I’m here to check if you’ve been bullied,” Luo Xuan said as he leaned on his car and watched the pedestrians pass him by. “Hurry up, I’m at your place downstairs.”

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