The Bumpy Road of Marriage: The Ex-Wife Is Expecting

Chu Cuiyi gave her a cool look, and then said, "If it's Tichoa Ruan's business, then it's best to shut up."

Shui Anluo opened her mouth slightly and closed it directly. Chu was always a fairy, and she always knew what she was thinking in advance.

Chu Cuiyi took her to the Chu's mall, and the presence of the two shocked one of the mall's staff. To their surprise, they could see the president, but what was scary was why the president's ex-wife was also there?

Isn't she dead?

Shui Anluo sullenly followed Chu Chuyi's side. She could only find a way to correct the name of Lafayette.

"Chu Jiyi, I still think Yuan Jiayi knows, what would you do?" Shui Anluo took Chu Jiyi's arm and looked up at him seriously.

Chu Cuiyi was buying autumn clothes for her son. When she heard Shui Anluo's words, she looked down at her with only a chilly look, but did not speak.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Shui Anluo didn't want to walk, just because his legs were sore, his big eyes and his son acted like a radar, and found a place to rest easily to let go of the chuky wings and trot. Then sat sat down.

Chu Cuiyi looked back at the woman sitting there, her lips slightly raised, but she did not pass.

"Thirty million is not a decimal, at least Yuan Jiayi can't get it out at the moment." Chu Cuiyi said, continuing to find small clothes.

What this woman should have done, but Chu Chuyi did it, and it was pleasing to the eyes when she looked at Shui'anluo.

"Thirty million, I am so valuable." Shui Anluo uttered a voice.

"Hey, the cerebellum is crippled. Listen clearly. It is your life that is worth it, not you." Chu Cuiyi said, holding Shui Anluo with his clothes.

Shui Anluo shook his head. The little guy didn't like dark clothes. Every time he put on him, he would pull down.

Chu Muyi continued to pick with a good temper.

"That's my life, too." Shui Anluo hummed--

"Wrong." Chu Cuiyi said, took a piece of Siamese bear's clothes, and looked back at Shui Anluo: "Specifically, it is worth 30 million after you die."

Shui Anluo leaned on the back of the chair, watching fewer and fewer people around, curiously glanced into the distance, and really saw people who were evacuating this layer of the crowd.

"Chu, President Chu, what are you doing?" Shui Anluo opened his mouth and said.

"Too many people, annoying--" Chu Cuiyi said for granted.

Shui Anluo even had the power to laugh, okay, people are big bosses, people like it.

"What kind of person is so face-saving. Since they are going to reserve a room, why not pack the entire mall?"

While Shui Anluo was still scorning Chu, a sharp voice suddenly sounded, Shui Anluo fainted a little, this sound sounded familiar.

Chu Cuiyi did not seem to hear, and continued to choose clothes for his son.

Sure enough, within a moment, Shui'anluo saw Wei Yuanyuan, the little girl, dressed up in a flowering branch.

Wei Yuanyuan came up with high spirits, and suddenly screamed after seeing Shui'anluo: "Ah—ghost—" Wei Yuanyuan yelled loudly, and had no time to pick up his lost clothes and ran away quickly.

Shui Anluo shouted, "Why is it so long, or is it so brain-dead?"

Chu Cuiyi chose three clothes for his son. When he heard Shui Anluo's words, he looked back at her, "Indeed, this is for you."