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Yu Cen Ran raised her eyebrows. She was not in a good mood. Was Nanqiao drunk? In addition to the complicated environment they had just been in, there was no way of telling where she was.

Yu Cen Ran picked up his jacket and started breathing rapidly. He was not as calm as he looked on the surface.

Housekeeper Zhang was puzzled: "Young Master Yu, it's so late, are you still going out?"

"Yes." Yu Cen Ran picked up the car keys, thought for a moment and then turned around, "Don't leave the door for me tonight, rest early."

Quickly, he called out his favorite Rolls-Royce from the underground parking lot. Yu Cen Ran stretched her long legs and quickly entered the car. She twisted the engine, and the car disappeared into the darkness.

At this moment, in the bar.

Nanqiao had too much alcohol to drink, so his alcohol tolerance was not good to begin with. At this moment, he felt even worse. He hugged his stomach as he bent over while puking non-stop beside the toilet bag.

"Endure it, we'll be there soon." Zhan Xin frowned as she looked at it. The filth on the ground spilled all over her body.

She had asked Yu Cen Ran to buy some sobering medicine on the way here. It had been almost half an hour, and the person still hadn't arrived. She was truly worried to death!

"Ugh!" Nanqiao was about to throw up so much that he almost rolled his eyes.

Zhan Xin hastily reached out to pat her back to ease her anger. She thought to herself, 'What kind of sin is this? It's so hard to split a relationship with a single person.' She felt as if she were falling in love.

As he was thinking, South Bridge had already stood up. Raising his hand, he took a tissue and wiped away the dirt at the corner of his mouth. His head had cleared up quite a bit, but he was still somewhat exhausted, not even able to stand firmly.

Zhan Xin held on to her shoulder as she walked. "For a Yu Cen Ran, is it worth it for you to waste yourself like this?"

After covering up the toilet, Zhan Xin shot a glance at it before following suit. Not long after, the old woman's wails could be heard, "You're going to die. Who's the one who defiled this place to such an ugly degree?" "I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I …"

Nanqiao's face reddened, and she bit her lower lip. Since young, she had never liked drinking alcohol. The Southern Universe was a typical gambler. She had sworn that she would never get involved with these things.

He didn't expect that not only would the other party be stumped by his words, he would even be drunk to the point of fainting, almost unable to differentiate between north, south, east, and west.

"I've already advised you to drink less if you don't know how to. Drunk people here don't know if they're good or not, if I'm not here …" Zhan Xin chattered on the side unhappily as she helped Nanqiao to sit on the sofa.

Zhan Xin was wondering if she should tell South Bridge about the matter of her calling Yu Cen Ran to come over …

After hesitating for a moment, Zhan Xin mustered up the courage to turn around. Just as she shouted out South Bridge's name, she raised her head and found that South Bridge had fallen asleep.

His chest lightly rose and fell, his breathing was steady, and his lips were slightly parted. No one knew what he was dreaming about, but his elegant brows would occasionally frown.

In the end, she was tired. She was tired. South Bridge had its eyes closed, so she couldn't see the emotions in the depths of her heart. Zhan Xin sighed, her delicate palm resting on her forehead. She didn't know what to do with South Bridge.

At that moment, the familiar ringtone sounded out, afraid that she would wake up South Bridge. Zhan Xin subconsciously pressed the call button and came back to her senses. She took a glance at the caller ID and saw that it was Yu Cen Ran.

There was the sound of the wind blowing and he could tell that the car was driving very fast. Yu Cen Ran's voice was a bit hoarse and a bit seductive. He asked which room Zhan Xin was in and he knew where the bar was.

Zhan Xin's heart itched with hatred. She gave him her room number, telling him to hurry up and drive carefully. The car didn't ring back, so she hung up.

Zhan Xin: "…"

What, this rude man!

Not even ten minutes after the call, the door was suddenly pushed open by someone. Yu Cen Ran was dressed in a black windbreaker and her powerful aura was enveloped by a gust of cold wind.

She gently positioned the South Bridge's head in a more comfortable position. Zhan Xin then asked Yu Cen Ran, "You're so late. Don't you know that you have to be coaxing if you're arguing with a woman?"

After comforting South Bridge for the entire night, Zhan Xin's temper was a little bad. In that moment, she had actually forgotten the identity of the man standing next to her.

When Zhan Xin realized what was going on, she immediately lifted her hand to press against her lips. She resentfully bit down on her tongue.

Yu Cen Ran didn't seem to care. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "How is she?"

"I drank a lot and just threw up again. I should be better now."

"Yes."

After a few short exchanges, no more words were exchanged. What came next was complete silence. The room was very quiet, so quiet that the breathing of the three people could be heard.

Zhan Xin suddenly thought of something and asked, "Did you buy the Spirit-Sobering Medicine?"

Yu Cen Ran nodded. But in this situation, it wasn't easy for Nan Qiao to calm down. There was no reason for him to wake her up and drink the medicine.

Zhan Xin took the pills from the white bag in Yu Cen Ran's hands, bent over, and placed them in the South Bridge bag. She zipped up the bag and hung the bag on South Bridge's shoulder again.

"I've been busy the whole night. It's been hard on you. You should go back and rest early." Yu Cen Ran suddenly opened her mouth and spoke with a light voice that carried a natural indifference and estrangement.

Zhan Xin didn't care. Originally, their relationship, their quarrels, and their divorces were all difficult matters for Yu Cen Ran and South Bridge to face. She understood that no matter how concerned they were, they were just wasting their time.

Since Yu Cen Ran had arrived, it was time for her to relax a little.

It was rare for the two of them to reach a common understanding. Zhan Xin stepped forward and helped South Bridge up. Yu Cen Ran leaned forward slightly. Placing her dried up palms on the middle of her lower leg, she exerted a little strength and a princess carried the lady up.

He rested his head on Yu Cen Ran's shoulder. It was firm and thick, and the warmth of the man's body could be felt through the thin clothes. It was very comfortable.

"This guy." Zhan Xin smiled. She seemed to have thought of something before retracting her expression. In the next moment, her expression turned serious. "Yu Cen Ran, I'll leave the South Bridge to you. You have to take good care of her."

"Of course."

After a while, her red lips lightly moved, "South Bridge is unhappy, very sad. Yu Cen Ran, she is in pain, and she is also struggling with the current situation between you two. If you really love her, I hope you can take care of her emotions."

She clenched her teeth and continued, "I know you've sacrificed a lot for the South Bridge, but I hope you won't tell her about that just to leave her here. Her current state isn't suitable for her to know too much."

The light in his eyes suddenly became deep, and a cold light flashed in his eyes as he said, "I wouldn't do that."

Yu Cen Ran wouldn't do that, because she was the one who didn't want to hurt South Bridge the most.

It was already around 11 pm, and it was close to midnight. Yu Cen Ran had offered to deliver the flowers to Zhan Xin, but was rejected. It was very cold outside, so Zhan Xin put on her down jacket and didn't bother to look for a car in the parking lot.

Standing at the side of the street, he raised his hand and hailed down a red taxi. Zhan Xin opened the car door. Feeling uneasy, she turned around and instructed. Then, she got in the taxi and followed the car to the end of the street.

Yu Cen Ran walked out of the bar with South Bridge in her arms. A few middle-aged men with vulgar eyes looked over at her. Yu Cen Ran's thin lips formed a straight line as she pushed South Bridge's head under her coat and walked out like she was wrapped in a steamed bun.

It was an unusually cold winter night. In just a few moments, Yu Cen Ran's face and hair were covered with a layer of fine ice and sand. His hands that were hugging the South Bridge in the cold air were completely frozen.

"Yu Cen Ran and Yu Zhiran."

The person in her embrace made faint sounds, murmuring and whispering to each other. Yu Cen Ran could not hear clearly as she considered whether or not the South Bridge was uncomfortable. She pulled her head out and patted it lightly. "South Bridge."

Nanqiao did not wake up, and was not satisfied with Yu Cen Ran's actions. She automatically withdrew her head, and her small face that was as big as a goose egg hid near his neck to keep warm. Her breathing was gentle and warm.

Being very close, this time Yu Cen Ran could hear clearly. South Bridge had always been mumbling, softly calling out his own name. It was a voice that was filled with a strong sense of dependence and reluctance.

She called, Yu Cen Ran, Yu Cen Ran, Cen Ran.

Yu Cen Ran's tall and muscular body stiffened as her fingers tightened around the woman's body. She increased her strength and her footsteps grew bigger as she quickly found a familiar car.

After stuffing the woman into the car, Yu Cen Ran's long legs stretched out and shut the door with a bang. Her emotions were about to burst out of her body and she was about to go crazy!

His chest heaved up and down, and Yu Cen Ran's temples throbbed. She was burning with anxiety and frustration, but she was unable to vent it out. Yu Cen Ran was like a fireball that was about to explode!

Yu Cen Ran was even more infuriated as she turned her head to see the woman quietly closing her eyes. Her eyes were as cold as water and completely unable to touch the emotions of a man. She bent over and her large palm suddenly reached out and grabbed her exquisite lower jaw.

Without caution, without gentleness, without tenderness, without emotion, Yu Cen Ran's lips met abruptly. The moment the four lips pressed together, it was violent and forceful. The South Bridge was struck painfully as Yu Cen Ran slowly opened her eyes with a whimper.

He had just woken up at the South Bridge, and before he knew what had happened, he felt pain in his lips and teeth, as if his lips had been ripped open, and a faint smell of blood lingered in his mouth.

Instinctively, Nanqiao's head retreated, but before she knew it, a big palm had grabbed the back of her head and pinned it down, leaving her with no other choice.