The Bumpy Road of Marriage: The Ex-Wife Is Expecting-Chapter 622: A Fit Of Paranoia?

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Chapter 622: A Fit Of Paranoia?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

‘Thank goodness Feng Feng doesn’t eat tomatoes or we’ll all be suffering from diarrhea‘, thought Shui Anluo.

She pondered over this as she dug everything out from the fridge before she finally decided to clean the entire fridge.

Shui Anluo put all the things that she cleared out into a bag. She then grabbed her phone and ordered more vegetables from an online supermarket. If anyone was plotting against them, they must have set their sights on Maid Yu. By buying their vegetables this way, this meant that they had no chance to commit more monkey business.

After Shui Anluo did all this, she suddenly wondered if she was having a fit of paranoia.

What if the vegetable seller had only applied pesticides?

Shui Anluo thought about this and sent Chu Ningyi a text message, asking him to give her a call after his meeting. She then poured some warm water and headed to Maid Yu’s room.

The little darling was already crawling around on the bed in an obviously good mood.

“Maid Yu, have some water.” Shui Anluo helped Maid Yu up. “Maid Yu, do you feel much better today compared to yesterday?” Shui Anluo asked as she reached out and checked her pulse.

“Yes, I really suffered yesterday,” Maid Yu said with a sigh.

Then it must have been a laxative which was only effective for twelve hours.

Maid Yu mumbled incessantly about paying Old Zhang, the vegetable seller, a visit. Shui Anluo did not say anything else and only waited for Maid Yu to finish her water before telling her to have a good rest. She then carried the little darling out the door.

As Maid Yu stared at Shui Anluo’s back, she began to mutter to herself again. The Young Master has indeed chosen well.

When Shui Anluo stepped out, she noticed a few missed calls on her phone from Chu Ningyi.

Shui Anluo’s lips twitched. She carried the little darling and sat on the sofa before she called him back. The call was answered very quickly.

“What is it?” Chu Ningyi frowned as he asked.

After some thought, Shui Anluo said, “I have a suspicion that someone had placed a laxative in the vegetables Maid Yu bought yesterday.”

Chu Ningyi frowned. “A laxative?”

Shui Anluo grunted in reply. “I’m not too sure either but Maid Yu’s condition was very similar to a laxative’s effects so I’ve kept a specimen. When will you get back? Let’s send it to the hospital so that they can check on it.”

“I’ll send Uncle Chu over to collect it. Wait at home, I’ll be back very soon,” Chu Ningyi said in a dark voice. He pushed his meeting to the next day again and left the office.

After Shui Anluo hung up, she held the little darling close to her. If someone had done something to the eggs yesterday, the little darling would have suffered from diarrhea today. Furthermore, the little darling was so small. The thought of it sent chills down Shui Anluo’s spine.

Chu Ningyi arrived home in half an hour and Shui Anluo handed the bottle of powder to Uncle Chu. “This is a very straightforward test, we should receive the results in a few minutes.”

“Alright, I’ll update the Young Master once the results are out,” said Uncle Chu as he took the bottle and left the house.

The little darling cried out for his ‘Baba’ gleefully and reached out, asking his dad to hold him.

Chu Ningyi frowned. He looked down at the baby’s heavily padded buttocks and determined that the area was safely guarded before scooping the baby into his arms. He certainly did not want to receive another pee baptism from his son again.

Once he took his son, he patted Shui Anluo on the shoulder. “Perhaps it was an accident.”

Shui Anluo nodded but continued to look worriedly at him. “Could it have been one of your enemies?”

‘Enemies?’

Now that it was mentioned, Chu Ningyi could think of someone.

“Chu Ningyi, stop, don’t forget that you’re someone with a weakness now. Or else…”

That voice from last night echoed once again. Had it been him?

Mo Yin, Mo Lusu’s father. The man who had threatened him.