C45

Chapter 45 - I am in charge

Yu Cen Ran was high and mighty as she cast a disdainful look at Huo Ting. "You can't even tell me your fiancee. What a shame."

Huo Ting pursed his lips, his face pale, and clenched his fists by his side.

Yu Cen Ran tightly held onto South Bridge's arm. "Huo Ting, you kept saying that South Bridge is your fiancée, then why are you dragging an imposter onto the news every day? You still have the face to stand here!"

A cold sneer flowed out of Yu Cen Ran's lips. Zhang Fenglan seemed to have noticed something as she pinched the corner of her blanket. With a hesitant face, she said, "Mr. Huo, I want to rest. You can go back first!"

Huo Ting was looking for a way to get Huo Ting to leave. Huo Ting glanced at the South Bridge, but the latter didn't even want to give him a glance. Thus, Huo Ting left in a daze.

It was as if he had lost his soul. In the end, the South Bridge could not bear to do so.

Clenching his fist, releasing it, and clenching his fist, he still felt that Huo Ting had changed. Perhaps Wuqing was the best choice for him.

Seeing Yu Cen Ran's arrival, South Heaven naturally didn't dare to say anything. Plus, he was standing by Huo Ting just now to cheer for him. When he saw the murderous look in Yu Cen Ran's eyes, he almost ran away.

Nanqiao asked, "Why didn't you come here?"

Yu Cen Ran draped the trench coat over the chair and undid the cuffs of her exquisite shirt. "The housekeeper saw Huo Ting approaching you, so he called me."

After pausing for a moment, Yu Cen Ran turned around and smiled, "You must be very surprised, right? Otherwise, why would I have heard you speak from the bottom of your heart?"

Nanqiao, "…"

That night, Yu Cen Ran and Nanqiao returned to the villa and drove for about ten minutes. Yu Cen Ran was already tired from handling official matters, so Nanqiao propped herself up on the wall to change her shoes.

The steward forced a smile. "This …"

Nanqiao pressed down on the butler's arm. "It's fine, let him rest. First, you go prepare dinner!"

After Housekeeper Zhang left, South Bridge walked over. Yu Cen Ran leaned her head on the sofa and casted a sidelong glance at South Bridge. South Bridge put the slippers by his feet and sat down along the edge of the sofa.

Yu Cen Ran didn't say anything and leaned back on the South Bridge.

After a long while, Nanqiao hesitantly asked, "Yu Cen Ran, are those memories you told me true?"

Hearing this, Yu Cen Ran looked at the South Bridge and narrowed her eyes. There was no threat, she only seemed to be considering why the South Bridge would ask such a question.

Following that, her thin lips began to move as she spat out a single word, "Yes."

Nanqiao smiled, so gentle, so soft, so beautiful in the light of the lamp. "Tell me more about our past, will you?"

Yu Cen Ran's hand clapped time and time again, stroking the South Bridge's shoulder. Then she leaned forward and lit a cigarette. Smoke rose in spirals, and in the midst of the smoke, Yu Cen Ran seemed to be in a daze. "That's like a previous life …"

"…"

After half an hour, Yu Cen Ran began to talk about how they met, how he pursued the South Bridge, and how they got along afterwards …

Nanqiao listened, chuckling from time to time, or blushing, or using his hands to push Yu Cen Ran.

The atmosphere was very warm, very good. Nanqiao seemed to have discovered that Yu Cen Ran was not as bad as she thought. Hearing everything that had happened made her feel both fun and touched.

Even though Yu Cen Ran had said that, his mind was completely blank. There was no sense of resonance at all …

Even though she wasn't sure if what Yu Cen Ran said was true or not …

Only when Housekeeper Zhang walked over and bowed, "Young Master Yu, Young Madam, it's time for dinner."

"Well, thank you, housekeeper." South Bridge's smile was brilliant and sweet.

On the dining table, there were a few dishes that were arranged neatly. Yu Cen Ran had never liked to waste food, so the steward only ordered his servants to prepare a few, which were the favorite dishes of both Yu Cen Ran and South Bridge.

Yu Cen Ran pulled open the chair and let Nanqiao sit down. He then sat down beside her and asked, "Is Mom feeling better?"

Nanqiao scooped up a few mouthfuls of rice. "Much better. The doctor said that as long as you take the medicine regularly, you'll be fine after stabilizing your emotions for a bit."

"That's good."

Yu Cen Ran was in a pretty good mood. The french windows were beside the dining table. From there, he could see the pool and backyard. He could see the little slut lazily lying at the edge of the pool, occasionally glancing in his direction.

Yu Cen Ran purposely picked up a piece of meat and showed it to the scum in the middle of the air. Yu Cen Ran intentionally picked up a piece of meat and showed it to the scum in the middle of the air.

"You're too thin, you need more nourishment!" Yu Cen Ran's voice was as cold as ever.

South Bridge felt a warm feeling in his heart. Even his mother had never given him this kind of care. Because his mother was often hospitalized, even the kitchen rarely had the opportunity to enter. It was South Bridge who prepared food and brought it to the hospital for Zhang Fenglan.

In fact, Yu Cen Ran was actually quite a nice person. South Bridge found that she didn't seem to reject Yu Cen Ran that much anymore.

Nanqiao thanked him softly and happily ate the meat. Then, he heard Yu Cen Ran say, "Are you free tomorrow? Shall we go and get the certificate?"

Nanqiao was stunned. "Didn't you already receive it?"

What, there's even a valid term for this sort of thing?

Yu Cen Ran didn't slow down in the slightest. She grabbed some food and put it into the South Bridge bowl, saying, "That was too hasty and we went there at night. It was a sneaky feeling, I don't like it."

"It doesn't count if you don't like it, so you have to change the time? So the previous one was scrapped? "

South Bridge stared fixedly at Yu Cen Ran. Yu Cen Ran's gaze swept over and stopped on South Bridge's face. With a deep and shallow gaze, he said, "Yes, I have the final say."

Nanqiao, "…"

After a while, Yu Cen Ran ate a few mouthfuls. When she realised that Nan Qiao did not have much to eat, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Are the dishes not to your liking?"

The South Bridge shook its head. This meant that it had something on its mind.

Yu Cen Ran put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hands. Out of the corner of her eyes, she noticed that the South Bridge was not looking so well.

"You don't want to marry me?" Her beautiful eyes narrowed. "South Bridge, no matter what, you can only be my woman. You can't go back on your word."

Glancing at Yu Cen Ran, Nan Qiao bit his lower lip and said weakly, "It's not about going back on my word. I just think it's too fast. I …"

She wasn't used to it, and she couldn't get used to it.

Yu Cen Ran's wedding would attract the attention of the entire A City. When that happened, there would be a lot of media reporters and they would only give the South Bridge the impression of being terrified and making things difficult for it …

South Bridge's expression was awkward. Yu Cen Ran sighed and held South Bridge's hand with her big one. Her hand was very cold as she said, "As long as Huo Ting and Gu Qiao haven't completely cleared up the matter, he will have the opportunity to cause trouble."

Lifting up South Bridge's chin, Yu Cen Ran seriously said, "South Bridge, I can guarantee your safety for the rest of your life, but the current public opinion is not good for the company's development. Only by confirming our relationship can we stop the media from talking."

South Bridge was still hesitant.

She was reading the newspapers. A few days ago, when she saw the share price of the Yu Group fall, Nanqiao had thought that it was a coincidence. She had muttered to herself that such a strong group like the Yu Group had also fallen by so much.

Guilt welled up in him, overwhelming his uneasiness.

South Bridge hesitated for a long time, then finally nodded and said, "Okay, call me early tomorrow."

"Alright."

When night fell, Yu Cen Ran was busy in her study room. Just as she came out of the shower and stepped into her bedroom, she saw that it was already 11: 30 in the evening.

Yu Cen Ran walked into the bed and looked at the sleeping woman. Her eyes fell on the phone she was holding and pressed the button. It was actually a game that hadn't logged out yet. Did she really fall asleep just playing?

Yu Cen Ran slightly raised her brows as a trace of gentleness flashed in her eyes.

At some point, her blanket had been kicked behind her belly. Her sleeping posture was very bad, and Yu Cen Ran didn't care about it before. But now, it was almost autumn, and she would catch a cold.

Thus, he extended his long finger and folded the quilt for his beloved woman.

Yu Cen Ran's eyes suddenly fell on the South Bridge. Huo Ting had held that bridge during the day, and he saw that this kind of impression had made Yu Cen extremely unhappy. His eyes darkened as he gently wiped the bridge with his hand.

Without being aware of it, the South Bridge was still sleeping soundly.

Maybe Yu Cen Ran's actions accidentally hurt her, Nan Qiao muttered. He rolled over and quickly retracted his hand.

Her face perfectly matched Yu Cen Ran's gaze. Her lips, which were as pink as cherry blossoms, slightly opened, and were also somewhat moist. It seemed that one would have the urge to take a bite out of her.

Yu Cen Ran's gaze turned deeper as her Adam's apple rolled. She felt as if there was a ball of fire burning in her body.

Perhaps it was because the look was too straightforward, but Nanqiao unconsciously smacked her lips. Then, her eyes slowly opened, revealing a misty patch at first. Then, she saw the handsome and deep side of the man's face.

Yu Cen Ran's skin was very good. Under the dim light, her grave and stern face seemed to have softened a little, but it looked as if she had just walked out of a dream.

Nanqiao opened his mouth and spoke in a soft voice that carried a hint of confusion. "What time is it? Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Right away."

Yu Cen Ran climbed onto the bed, lifted the quilt, and turned off the lamp. The surroundings instantly fell into darkness, and Yu Cen Ran slipped into the quilt, hugging the soft and hot body of the South Bridge.

The South Bridge was still sleepy. Behind him was Yu Cen Ran's muscular body and his muscular arms. The South Bridge was feeling more and more uncomfortable.

In addition to Yu Cen Ran's warm breath, it sprayed onto South Bridge's neck and felt a little itchy, as if ants were crawling.

Nanqiao could not help but snort. With a blush, he said, "Stop fooling around. You still have to wake up early tomorrow!"

"Yes." Yu Cen Ran replied.

After a long time, South Bridge muttered in his heart about how there was no more movement. She quietly turned around and saw that Yu Cen Ran's eyes were closed, as if he was asleep.

"Ah, so unromantic." Nanqiao curled her lips, closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep as well.