Chapter 172: Can You Give Me An Answer Now?

Long Manyin did not try to force an answer out of Shui Anluo and only said that she would not leave ‘A’ City for the time being. They would leave once the little darling felt better.

Shui Anluo could clearly see that her stickler of a stepfather’s expression has become very ugly. It looked like her mother was the one who had made the decision to stay.

The little darling was sick but Long Manyin was not as involved this time. Instead, she verbally instructed Shui Anluo and Chu Ningyi on how to manage things. After all, she could not possibly guide them forever. They have to learn to do these things on their own.

The first issue in dealing with the little darling’s illness was his food. Generally, milk or anything else could not be consumed because the little one did not have much of an appetite.

The little one would refuse to eat no matter how much Shui Anluo tried to coax him. He would vomit everything out. Even the omnipotent Director Chu understood what it meant to be helpless.

He could hit him but his son was so tiny, one slap would be enough to kill him. He could beg him but could this little thing even understand a word?

Chu Ningyi stared at the milk bottle in his hand which had been filled with milk half an hour ago. When he saw the little one spit milk out from the corner of his mouth, he frowned and tensed up, showing how annoyed he felt.

Shui Anluo knelt beside the little fellow and stared at the baby as he kicked and spat out his milk.

“Little Darling, Mommy’s begging you, alright? Let’s just drink a little bit, just a little bit.” Shui Anluo tried to wipe his mouth with a tissue but the little fellow turned away insolently. It was clear that he would not drink if he does not want to drink and even if they hit him, he would still absolutely refuse to drink.

Shui Anluo looked up and stared at Chu Ningyi. The tension in Chu Ningyi’s brows could crush a fly. He reached out and scooped the little fellow into his arms. He then placed the milk bottle into the baby’s mouth again and forced him to drink up.

“Chu Ningyi, are you trying to choke him to death?” Shui Anluo immediately jumped to her feet and cried out.

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“Wah…” The little fellow’s own father had treated him forcefully so he cried even harder than his mother. “Cough, cough…”

The little fellow coughed up milk and his entire little face turned red. The great Director Chu was in shock now, how had his son ended up choking?

Shui Anluo smacked his hand and snatched the little darling away. She shouted, “I’ve told you, if it can’t be done, it can’t be done. Can’t you persuade him nicely while feeding him?”

“You’ve already begged him, was it any use?” Chu Ningyi spat icily as he grew increasingly twitchy. He immediately placed the milk bottle on the table and walked out.

Shui Anluo was shocked. She watched the limping man as he left and looked down at her bawling son again. “It’s your fault in the first place,” she said, unable to stop herself.

The little fellow continued to cry, not the least bit aware that his father and mother had gotten into another fight because of him.

Chu Ningyi did not go very far after walking out. Instead, he stood in a nearby balcony, suppressing his emotions.

“Caring for a child isn’t as easy as you think, is it?

Just as Chu Ningyi pressed his hands on the banister and was staring at the scene outside, Long Manyin’s voice suddenly rang out.

Chu Ningyi turned around and Long Manyin was standing there in a white dress. Chu Ningyi had known from the moment he met this woman that she was not as simple as she seems. Her manners were far too good, so good that one could not overlook them.

However, he was unsure if Shui Anluo had a genetic mutation. She did not have one shred of Long Manyin’s mannerisms in her.

“Auntie,” Chu Ningyi greeted her. His voice was neither casual nor heavy, it was a polite greeting.

“Can you give me an answer now?” Long Manyin approached him and asked with a smile.