Chapter 156 - Were You The One Who Sent Me That Voice Recorder Pen?

Chapter 156: Were You The One Who Sent Me That Voice Recorder Pen?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Shui Anjiao burst into tears after receiving a scolding.

“What can you do now? You should hurry up and go. Are you going to wait for someone to catch you?” The more An Jiahui spoke, the more she felt that her daughter was really too stupid. “Shui Anluo must have some evidence for her to have the guts to sue me. However, this matter has nothing to do with you. Leave this place immediately.”

As An Jiahui spoke, she gave instructions to arrange for Shui Anjiao’s departure.

Shui Anjiao had been spoiled and pampered for so many years but she has now lost everything in an instant. Her hatred for Shui Anluo spread like vines and soon engulfed her entire heart.

The court session was in the afternoon. As Bai Yehan could not stop worrying about Shui Anluo, he had waited for her at the courthouse early in the morning. He needed to make sure that nothing bad would happen to her at court.

An Fengyang brought Wen Xin along to accompany her while they waited for the court session to begin.

In the quiet living room, the little darling spewed monosyllables from time to time amidst his gurgles. Maid Yu could not resist the urge to increase the air-conditioner’s thermostat as a monstrous fury has manifested in the living room.

Chu Ningyi was sitting on the couch with a gloomy look on his face while the little darling bounced around on his lap. It has been too long since he had seen his daddy so he was overjoyed at this moment.

Maid Yu did not have the nerve to sneak a photo in case she ended up angering the Young Master even more. The Young Master would probably throw her old bones away.

“Young Master, today’s the Eldest Miss’ court date. Since you’re back, why not go and take a look?” Maid Yu asked softly. She could tell that the Young Master had returned because of the Eldest Miss but would it not be a waste if he did not go to her after coming back?

“Why should I go?” Chu Ningyi lifted the corners of his lips icily. Shui Anluo has her senior brother with her, why does she need him?

And as for him, he had left Uncle Chu to take care of Yuan Jiayi. He had then changed his plans as if seized by a sudden fit of madness and disregarded the condition of his own body to come home.

How could the proud Chu Ningyi not feel enraged?

“Ya bu…” The blithely innocent little darling blew spit bubbles at his daddy. His grinning little face was a fresh contrast against his daddy’s cold exterior.

Chu Ningyi stared at his son and his expression finally softened.

Maid Yu quietly turned around and headed to the kitchen. At this moment, the Young Master looked like a jealous man but he was unfortunately unaware of that fact.

“Be crazy. Sigh, be crazy in your youth,” Maid Yu lamented and shut the kitchen door to drum up something delicious for the little darling.

Maid Yu’s words had been clearly directed toward Chu Ningyi and he furrowed his brows. He could not chide her as Maid Yu worked for his mother and was an elder who had watched him grow up. He could only frown to display the current chaos in his heart.

Chu Ningyi turned on the television at 3 p.m. The news of the court case for Soaring Distance Technologies would certainly be announced then.

Chu Ningyi refused to admit that he was worried about Shui Anluo. All he wanted to see was whether that woman remembers that she was the mother of his child and whether she remembers that she has to maintain an appropriate distance from other men.

With Bai Yehan around, naturally, there was no need to worry. The court case carried had on for two hours and resulted in a life sentence for An Jiahui.

Shui Anluo exhaled after the judge passed his sentence. She could finally relax.

Qiao Yaruan hugged Shui Anluo excitedly and cried out, “We’ve won, we’ve won!”

Shui Anluo nodded and stared at An Jiahui who glared at her hatefully from the defendant’s seat. She slowly pushed Qiao Yaruan away and asked in a dark voice, “Were you the one who sent me that voice recorder pen?”