The Bumpy Road of Marriage: The Ex-Wife Is Expecting - Chapter 119: The King Of The Silver Screen Strikes

Chapter 119: The King Of The Silver Screen Strikes

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

‘I’ve got you to protect my softest spot, what do I have to be afraid of?’

Chu Ningyi was thoroughly pleased by these words.

Shui Anluo pushed Chu Ningyi inside where the lights glimmered. This was indeed a party of many distinguished friends.

The corners of Shui Anluo’s lips curled upwards icily. All this had belonged to her once. However, her mother had said that people should not be too bombastic so only her closest friends were invited to her birthday parties. At the time, Shui Anjiao had kept urging her to hold a large party all because she wanted to satisfy her own vanity. Now, there was no need for her to organize it herself. Shui Anjiao had gotten her wish.

However…

Shui Anluo looked at the audio recording pen in her hands. This would probably be Shui Anjiao’s only grand and unforgettable birthday party in this lifetime.

Shui Anluo and Chu Ningyi entered the venue and attracted everyone’s attention from the very first moment. Many knew about Chu Ningyi’s injury and there were even some rumors that he would not be attending. However, they never thought that Chu Ningyi would be here in the end.

“The woman pushing Chu Ningyi must be Shui Anluo, the daughter who was cut off by Director Shui.”

“How could it not be her? Could it be that the previous rumors were actually true and that Chu Ningyi is really going to remarry Shui Anluo?”

“The way this Director Chu handles things is really confusing.”

“Don’t forget that Shui Anluo still holds thirty percent of Soaring Distance Technologies’ shares in her hands, who knows…”

The man spoke and scoffed twice. The meaning behind his words need not be described.

Shui Anjiao was tagging along behind An Jiahui as she greeted her guests. Shui Moyun was not around. He was probably upstairs. He had never liked this kind of party.

Shui Anjiao was wearing the pink gown. Unfortunately, she was a bit chubbier than Shui Anluo so the dress did not fit her at all. However, since she had been imitating someone else for so long, she was already used to accidentally showing up in the same dress as Shui Anluo.

“Sister Jiaojiao, look.” When Yuanyuan saw the newcomers who had just walked in, her entire being wobbled and she quickly tugged Shui Anjiao’s arm to make her look outside.

“Yuanyuan, how many times have I told you, don’t paw me, you’ve dirtied my dress,” Shui Anjiao snapped in annoyance.

Yuanyuan’s expression changed. She believes that she had only touched Shui Anjiao’s arm and could not help but roll her eyes internally. How dare she, was she not just an ugly duckling of a promoted concubine?

Shui Anjiao looked up and noticed that Shui Anluo was dressed in a fiery-red cheongsam. There was an indifferent smile on her bare face as she lowered her head and muttered something to Chu Ningyi. They looked absolutely intimate.

Shui Anjiao gritted her teeth. Her heavily made-up face slowly turned vicious.

“Sister Jiaojiao, are we still going to say it?” Yuanyuan asked, at a loss.

“Of course, why not? That’s just some cheap product she had gotten from God-knows-where.” Shui Anjiao staunchly believes that Shui Anluo was a pauper and Chu Ningyi would never spend a cent on her.

Shui Anluo had just finished telling Chu Ningyi how she almost sprained her ankle because of her shoe when she looked up and saw Shui Anjiao who was walking towards her. She immediately straightened up and stared straight into Shui Anjiao’s vicious eyes.

Qiao Yaruan leaned against a wall at a corner of the cocktail party and stroked her chin. If her little Luozi ended up being unable to resist enemy fire, she would be the first to rush out.

Qiao Yaruan was secretly making preparations when she suddenly felt a warm breath near her ear.

“If I remember correctly, Miss Qiao never received an invitation.”

Feng Feng’s icy tone contrasted with his warm breath, causing Qiao Yaruan to tremble. She gripped the wall tightly as she lamented internally on why the King of the Silver Screen would be so idle from day to night that he had nothing better to do?