Chu Ningyi carried the little darling home and found Shui Anluo who was cooking while standing on one leg. She seems to be in a much better mood, likely from the fact that she now has confirmation that Shui Moyun’s health was in better condition.

“Your phone just rang, I think it was a text message.” Shui Anluo turned to Chu Ningyi and said before she continued to cook.

Chu Ningyi put the little darling in his baby walker. He then picked his phone up from the table and unlocked it. His expression promptly changed. “Did you read it?”

Shui Anluo was taken aback. “No, why?”

Chu Ningyi put his phone away and said that it was nothing. He then walked upstairs to the study. He also reminded her to get out of the kitchen instead of standing around so much.

Shui Anluo put her soup on low heat and hopped out with the help of whatever surfaces she could use. However, her gaze sank as she watched Chu Ningyi walk upstairs.

She had not opened the message but the good thing about smartphones was that you could see a short portion of the text message.

For example: Stop Luoluo from finding out about me, or else…

Luoluo.

There were only a few people in this world who would call her by that name — her mother, Chu Ningyi, the Empress Dowager, Senior Brother and… Her father.

“Ah… Ah…” The little darling ran over and tugged on his mommy’s calf with one hand. His little head looked up at her as if he was asking when his food would be ready. He was starving.

Shui Anluo took the milk she had made for him out and placed it on the leveled surface of his baby walker. The little darling immediately grabbed the bottle and drank it all up.

“How great would things be if everyone were like you,” Shui Anluo murmured softly.

“Why’re you still standing there?” Chu Ningyi asked. It looks like he had finished his phone call and was just walking down.

Shui Anluo looked at Chu Ningyi as he walked down. She put the imposing air on her face away and curled her lips. “Isn’t my leg hurting?”

Chu Ningyi walked to her and scooped her into his arms. He then scoffed with a smile. “So you can feel pain?” Even though he was chiding her, his heart was clearly aching.

Shui Anluo smiled foolishly and did not say a word. She allowed him to carry her back to the sofa to sit down. “Who was that message from? Can’t you tell me?” She asked, feigning foolishness.

“The office,” Chu Ningyi calmly replied. Once he set her down on the sofa, he turned toward the kitchen. However, his furrowed brow had not relaxed.

Maid Yu emerged from her room. She was now feeling much better. When she saw Chu Ningyi in the kitchen, she hurried over. “Young Master, allow me, allow me.”

Chu Ningyi promptly handed the reigns to Maid Yu. He had never intended to do anything anyways.

The corners of Shui Anluo’s lips twitched as she watched him walk over. She looked at him as he sat down next to her and reached out to turn on the television. Without a doubt, Feng Feng’s news was still plastered all over the channels.

“The Empress Dowager is very angry this time,” Shui Anluo remarked solemnly.

“That’s Old Fourth’s problem.” Chu Ningyi leaned back against the sofa. Despite turning on the television, he did not watch it. Instead, he looked at Shui Anluo again. “Have you thought about going back to the hospital for your internship?”

“Yes. I’ve studied for three years so I’ll have to live up to the past three years of suffering.” Shui Anluo nestled into his shoulder.

“Qiao Yaruan won’t be around, only Director Qiao. I definitely can’t help you out in front of Director Qiao and you can’t push Director Qiao into resigning, alright?” Chu Ningyi said as he stared at a dubious-looking Shui Anluo.

Shui Anluo rolled her eyes at the ceiling. Was this because her previous grades had been too splendid?

“Don’t worry, I only have the skill of a small demon at the moment.” She was certainly no match for Director Qiao.