C83

Chapter 83 - Like a Real Wife

Xue Yuwei nodded and expressed her loyalty. "Uncle, I understand."

Xue Yuwei had a good eye. She immediately said good night and left.

Night passed just like this.

On a weekend's day, South Bridge did not set an alarm clock. He slept until dawn, and when he woke up, the man beside him was no longer there. The empty bed was folded neatly and placed aside.

The South Bridge half propped up its body, the milky white nightgown fell down to its arms, and half of its shoulders were exposed to the air. The South Bridge trembled, and with a tug, most of its sleepiness was dispelled.

Barefoot out of bed, her bare and delicate ankles planted on the soft felt, South Bridge opened the wardrobe, found a down coat and put it on her shoulders, then turned and went into the bathroom to wash up and start the day.

When South Bridge walked down the stairs, Housekeeper Zhang and the other servants had already begun to work. They cleaned the floors, the armrests, and the arms. The South Bridge moved aside a bit. When Housekeeper Zhang saw the South Bridge walk over, he smiled and said, "Good morning, Young Mistress."

"Good morning." Nan Qiao replied with a smile. She looked around and asked, "Where's Yu Cen Ran?"

Housekeeper Zhang thought for a bit, then said, "Young Master Yu received a call early in the morning. There's something going on in the group, so Young Master Yu left after he received the call."

South Bridge's beautiful eyebrows creased slightly. Today was the weekend, but on the surface, South Bridge didn't say anything. She only lightly replied, "Okay."

"Alright, you guys go back to your work!"

After sending off the servants, South Bridge went to the backyard and took a look. Winter had come, and the flowers in the back garden had almost all withered away. They were no longer tender and beautiful flowers, only a few withered yellow roots.

A "woof woof woof" sound came from behind him. Just as South Bridge wanted to turn around, the little slut pounced over, half stepping on South Bridge's body and licking South Bridge's face happily with its big pink tongue.

Nan Qiao laughed, her gaze fixated on the little slut. Recently, he had ignored the little slut and left it cold. She did not realize that the little slut had actually grown bigger and bigger, taller than half the person.

The South Bridge Hand gently stroked the little dog's head, and said with a smile: "Come, let me take you for a walk!"

He shook his head and flicked his tongue, his tail wagging happily. The dog's head snuggled against South Bridge's leg as it acted like a spoiled child. South Bridge laughed out loud, then took the little slut and walked outside.

Outside, the leaves fell to the ground, bringing with them the chilling feeling of winter. The trunk was bare, and the entire mountaintop was bare. Looking at this scene, the South Bridge felt a mixture of emotions.

Unknowingly, he had already been at the Yu Family villa for a year. During this year, many things happened, and he and Yu Cen Ran experienced the life and death parting of their family.

South Bridge suddenly realized that in this short year, she seemed to become more and more reliant on Yu Cen Ran. She would lose him when she woke up in the morning and couldn't see him …

Such emotional changes, Nanqiao thought, she must have fallen for Yu Cen Ran.

As beautiful as a cherry blossom, her lips curved up in a faint smile. Nan Qiao took out his phone, opened his contact book to find Zhan Xin's number, and then pressed it with his bare hand.

The phone rang for almost a minute before it was slowly picked up. "Hello?"

With her thick nose, Zhan Xin replied weakly, as if she had just woken up from a dream: "Nan Qiao, is something the matter? I just finished a case last night, and I'm tired to death. "

The South Bridge gripped the phone tighter and asked, "Zhan Xin, when are we going to get together? We'll meet up like this."

Zhan Xin let out a sorrowful howl. She was too stressed from work and she didn't have enough strength left in her.

Now that Nanqiao mentioned gathering, Zhan Xin was even more distressed. "Sister Nanqiao, I also want to play, but that boss of mine is really not a person. I'm still away on business. I think I'll be back in a week."

"Alright then."

After hanging up, Nanqiao swallowed down her unspoken words. She originally wanted to ask Zhan Xin if she knew who Yu Cen Ran was, but she didn't have her own. Furthermore, it sounded like she hadn't been doing well recently, so there was nothing to add.

South Bridge subconsciously pulled the rope under his hand. It was light as a feather, and South Bridge was surprised. He looked around and didn't know when the rope had loosened. Maybe it was while she was talking with Zhan Xin, but this little slut had run off somewhere.

"Slut!" Nanqiao grew anxious. He searched along the road he came from but couldn't find her.

Where would he go? The South Bridge was getting more and more worried. Suddenly, they arrived in front of a forest. The South Bridge gritted its teeth and forced itself to take a few steps forward.

A thin sheen of sweat appeared on South Bridge's forehead. Because of the violence of his childhood, South Bridge had been able to resist the hidden jungle, so it had to stop every few steps. The hand hanging at his side tightened and loosened before continuing.

The jungle was very quiet. South Bridge tried to call out a few times, but didn't get any response from the little scum. It was even scared by the crows' sudden caws to the point of almost falling onto the tree!

The South Bridge was still in a state of shock as it patted its chest. At this time, a figure jumped out of the bushes, dexterously and rapidly pouncing towards the South Bridge. It was the little slut who had been missing for a while!

South Bridge was both angry and amused. With one hand on his back and the other pointing at the little slut, he warned, "Next time, if this happens again, I won't be taking you out anymore!"

The little slut instantly withered his head and rubbed his furry head against the leg of his pants. After acting coquettishly for a while, he waited for his master to calm down before he led the little slut in the direction of the villa.

However, before she left, she turned around to take a look. She clearly saw a white shadow flash by, but why did she turn her head? She shook off the strange thoughts in her mind and quickly walked towards her house.

At the Yu Family villa, as soon as the South Bridge approached, a servant walked out. It was an aunt specializing in cooking. She held her phone in her hand as she walked towards the corner and said with a heavy nasal voice, "I know, it's my fault!"

Nanqiao didn't want to hear other people's private information, but suddenly, the Aunt's voice rose and she said in a bad mood, "The child is sick. Can't you bring him to the hospital? You're the child's father, so why do you push everything onto me?"

Nan Qiao stopped and turned her head to look. Aunt Jia was squatting on the ground crying, her shoulders shaking, suppressing her sobs. Nan Qiao walked over and softly consoled her, listening to Aunt Jia Zheng's complaints.

For some reason, South Bridge suddenly thought of his deceased mother. Perhaps it was because their experiences were too similar, but they could only carry the same hardships on their own.

Nanqiao patted his aunt's shoulder and comforted her, "It's fine, Auntie. Go back and see your child."

"But …"

South Bridge knew what she was worried about and said, "I'll give you a holiday today, so you don't have to worry about food. I plan to cook it myself."

"Young Madam, are you serious?" Housekeeper Zhang stood in front of the kitchen door with his mouth wide open as if he had swallowed an egg.

"Mn, don't worry. My culinary skills are actually quite good."

Housekeeper Zhang seemed to be hesitant. He opened and closed his mouth, wanting to say something.

Nanqiao glanced at it and then smiled wordlessly. He put on his pink apron, picked up the washed carrot, and began to chop vegetables with the kitchen knife in his right hand.

During the entire process, Housekeeper Zhang had been waiting at the side with full concentration, afraid that the South Bridge would not be small enough to cut off his hand, or some other accident might happen. At the beginning, the South Bridge did not say anything, after a few minutes, it rubbed its forehead, so the South Bridge could only tactfully invite Housekeeper Zhang to the living room to sit.

Actually, Nanqiao had already planned to do something for Yu Cen Ran. Her recent progress was all thanks to the help of Yu Cen Ran. Furthermore, she was his wife, so it was only right for her to cook for her hard-working husband.

It was perfectly normal.

He pushed him out of the door, "Housekeeper Zhang, today, you and the servants can all go on holidays. Go back and accompany your family or go out to play."

Housekeeper Zhang originally wanted to shirk away, but when he saw South Bridge give him a meaningful glance, he immediately understood — a real couple needed the space of their world.

The villa quickly calmed down. Looking at the empty villa, South Bridge suddenly felt a strange feeling from the bottom of his heart. His men quickened their movements, washing the vegetables, chopping the vegetables and putting them into the pot.

Not long after, a few homely dishes with a delicious scent were prepared. Nanqiao elegantly swapped them for a floral tablecloth, which she spread out on the white table. It immediately added to the atmosphere of a rich family.

He looked up at the clock on the wall. The quartz clock on the wall pointed to twelve o'clock, and he guessed that Yu Cen Ran was coming back soon. He took off his apron and sat down beside the sofa.

The black car stopped in front of the villa's entrance. Yu Cen Ran twisted open the door holding her phone in one hand and changed her shoes with the other. She was still holding the phone by her ear as she listened to the assistant's update.

On the beige sofa, South Bridge rested her head on her slender hands as she nodded without even a moment's pause. Her petite body was sunk deep into the sofa, and sunlight shone in from behind her. It was so soft and warm that one couldn't even open one's eyes.

Was South Bridge waiting for him to come home like a real wife? Yu Cen Ran glanced at the dishes on the table and felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart.

"Hello, CEO." An assistant's voice came out of the phone. Yu Cen Ran's handsome eyebrows knitted together. He pressed the end of the call button with his finger and put the phone into his suit pocket.

Moving his long legs, Yu Cen Ran walked over to the South Bridge and bent over. Yu Cen Ran carefully examined the South Bridge's face. The distance between them was less than a centimeter, so close that she could see each other's eyelashes.

Yu Cen Ran looked at the South Bridge for a long time before sighing, "South Bridge, perhaps I really should give up on my old obsession and cherish the present. Who cares how he used to look like …"

Yu Cen Ran didn't notice that as she spoke, South Bridge's eyelashes suddenly fluttered like a butterfly. Yu Cen Ran didn't know that South Bridge had heard her own words.

South Bridge had just woken up and his mind was blank. Naturally, he didn't think too much about it. It was just that when Yu Cen Ran suddenly opened his mouth, he was unable to react and he did not open his eyes.