<h4>Chapter 62: Disappointment</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion


    Before the delinquent could say another word, Shui Anluo threw her hand across her face. One p was not enough and she pped her four times in session. “These two ps are payment for cursing at my son. The other two are for me,” Shui Anluo remarked sharply.


    An Fengyang raised his brows. He had never seen this side of Shui Anluo before.


    “How dare you hit me! Do you have any idea who I am?” The delinquent cried out like a maniac after being pped silly.


    “In regard to the question of who you are, go home and ask your mother. What do you call someone who acts crazy at a ce like this?” An Fengyang calmly remarked.


    “An...” The delinquent replied, aggrieved.


    “Miss, you know who she is as well. This isn’t over,” An Fengyang said as he led Shui Anluo away. The corners of his lips curled up when he saw the security guards dodging out of sight in the distance. That woman, Shui Anjiao, was not your average brain-damaged human. Doing this would only bring her more issues.


    Shui Anjiao watched as Shui Anluo was led away. She stomped her foot angrily as she wondered how someone was always there to help this woman every time. Also, who was that woman who had apanied An Fengyang?


    An Fengyang led Shui Anluo and Wen Xin to the elevator. He then wrapped his arm around Wen Xin and introduced them, “This is my wife, Wen Xin. This is the childhood friend I’ve been telling you about, Shui Anluo, also called Luoluo.”


    Shui Anluo remembered that An Fengyang had mentioned several days ago that he wanted to introduce someone to her. It seems that his wife was the person he had been talking about.


    “How are you? I’m sorry that you had to meet me in this embarrassing state,” said Shui Anluo as she lowered her head.


    Wen Xin shook her head and said, “I think I caught a glimpse of Fengyang’s ex-fiancée. Was that Shui Anjiao?” She asked unsteadily.


    Shui Anluo abruptly turned toward Wen Xin when she heard what she said. However, after thinking it through, it was not all that strange for Shui Anjiao to have been there. After all, Shui Anjiao was perfectly capable of doing this sort of thing.


    The elevator arrived at their floor and Maid Yu opened the door when they pressed the doorbell. However, she gasped when she saw Shui Anluo. “Miss Shui, what happened to you?”


    Shui Anluo smiled and touched her injured face. What could she do? Her father had pped her once and she had received a second p from that crazy woman. The ces where she had been pped did look a little scary.


    Maid Yu hurriedly rushed to get some ice as Shui Anluo put her bag down. She had not managed to buy the fruits so she could only scoop her son into her arms and nt a kiss on his little face. This difficult day had drained all her energy and what she wanted to do now was to hug her son to sleep. She did not want to do anything else.


    “Beautiful Brother, I’m tired, I won’t be able to entertain you and sister-inw today,” Shui Anluo said. She then nodded at Wen Xin before carrying her son upstairs.


    “Miss Shui, the ice!” Maid Yu cried out from behind them.


    Shui Anluo gently shook her head. What she needed now was not ice but an ice house. The best thing would be to freeze her heart to death.


    “What a sin, who would be so cruel?” Maid Yu sighed as she went back into the kitchen.


    Wen Xin watched Shui Anluo as she walked away. She then looked at An Fengyang and asked, “How can you bear the sight of anyone treating such a young girl that way?” After that, Wen Xin turned around to leave.


    Naturally, An Fengyang understood that today was not a good day for a visit so he left with his wife.


    “We don’t want things like this to happen either. Who would have thought that that woman, Shui Anjiao, would flip out like that?” An Fengyang replied with a frown.