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Shui Anluo returned to her senses. “Oh, was that Gu Qingchen?”
“Mm.” Chu Ningyi leaned back against his chair and watched as the furious woman stormed out. His mood has lightened naturally.
“Why is she apologizing to me all of a sudden?” Shui Anluo asked curiously. She was still gathering her thoughts on how to ask him about Qiao Yaruan.
“Perhaps her conscience was bugging her,” Chu Ningyi shamelessly explained. “If you have something to ask, go ahead.”
Shui Anluo rolled her eyes. She knew that he had some knowledge of that incident.
“That woman in the news this morning isn’t the Empress Dowager,” Shui Anluo said straightaway.
“I know, that’s just a celebrity who has a similar build to Qiao Yaruan,” Chu Ningyi calmly replied.
“How could he do such a thing? Isn’t he forcing the Empress Dowager to agree to him by doing this?” Shui Anluo questioned, unsatisfied.
“Forcing one’s feelings may not be a bad thing. My father had used much more excessive methods before,” said Chu Ningyi sheepishly as if he did not see anything wrong with this.
‘Uh…’
‘Brother Chu, is it really a good idea for you to expose your father’s past like that?’
“But the Empress Dowager is very angry.” Shui Anluo felt that she could agree with the Empress Dowager’s theory that they were in cahoots now.
“Luoluo, are you confused about your life’s priority? Your life’s priority is your husband and your son, not Qiao Yaruan.” Director Chu was a little annoyed. “Besides, your brain is already so damaged. You shouldn’t concern yourself with other people’s business. If Qiao Yaruan doesn’t care, she’ll laugh it all off.”
Although Chu Ningyi had not planned to say it outright, he was helpless. His wife was too much of an idiot.
Shui Anluo was enraged about being called an idiot again. “Who said that he’d be responsible for schemes and let me be responsible for being an idiot? Why’re you berating me for being an idiot now?”
Seriously, when a little rabbit was backed to a corner, it would bite as well, okay?
Chu Ningyi raised his brow. Was she angry?
Chu Ningyi was just about to persuade her when his secretary suddenly knocked on the door. “Director, it’s time for the meeting.”
Chu Ningyi nodded. Shui Anluo had heard it as well so she did not continue to nag him.
“Alright, I’ll talk to you about this when we get back. I have to go for a meeting now,” Chu Ningyi said before he put his phone away and got up to head out.
Shui Anluo stared at the dropped call. Was she really that stupid?
If she did not care, she would dismiss it with a laugh.
Was that how it really was?
Feng Feng’s news swept across the entire ‘A’ City in an instant. The staircase to the university’s dormitory was surrounded by journalists. Luckily, the dorm matron was particularly loyal this time and stood at the doorway with a broom. Anyone who dares to step inside would be hit and the campus has already begun to take precautions.
Qiao Yaruan leaned forward to look out from the window. Do these people have too much time on their hands? They must have had too many pickled vegetables in their free time.
“Yaruan, come quick, the Silver Screen King Feng is holding a press conference,” Xin Le cried out.
“Don’t mention his name to me, it’s annoying,” said Qiao Yaruan as she went back to her bed to lie down.
Xin Le promptly lowered the volume and watched the press conference silently on her own.
At the press conference:
Feng Feng was still the same as ever as the overwhelmingly handsome Silver Screen King.
Shui Anluo held the remote as she watched him on television.
“Mister Feng, we heard that you had become a lecturer at the university because of a certain mysterious Miss Qiao. Have you won the beauty’s heart, Mister Feng?” asked a reporter.
Feng Feng shrugged his shoulders as he said, “That’s true.”
“Mister Feng, many in the entertainment circle choose to conceal their relationships. You, however, have chosen a high-profile romance. Aren’t you afraid of losing your fans?”