C130

Chapter 130 - Strange Men

Without backbone, Nanqiao silently cursed himself in his heart.

After lying down for a while, South Bridge lifted off his blanket, got out of bed, and stood in front of the mirror to put on his clothes.

There was some noise coming from outside. South Bridge walked over and lifted the curtain, and just in time to see the scene in the back garden. The little slut and the two dogs were playing around in the yard. Hearing the familiar sounds of joy, South Bridge was a bit sad.

At this time, the door was knocked. The South Bridge was startled. It walked over, opened the door and stuck out half a head. It was Housekeeper Zhang. "What's the matter?"

Seeing the south bridge, Housekeeper Zhang did not seem surprised at all.

"Young Madam, breakfast is ready!"

Nanqiao bit her red lips and said rather awkwardly, "There's no need, I'll leave immediately."

"I specifically ordered the kitchen to make some of your favorite snacks. Even if you want to go, take some with you on the road. This is a little gift from me; it can be considered a farewell."

With a light sentence, she suddenly evoked the southern bridge's tear ducts. A sour taste rushed up her nose, and she suppressed the urge to cry, saying softly, "Thank you. In the end, she thought of something and added," You can just call me South Bridge. "

She and Yu Cen Ran had already divorced, so calling her mistress wasn't really appropriate.

However, Nanqiao was very grateful to Housekeeper Zhang for his kindness. Ever since she had married into the Yu Family and moved into their villa, Housekeeper Zhang had always treated her with sincerity, like a kind elder who cared about her all the time.

Following Housekeeper Zhang out of the room, they walked down a long hallway. Housekeeper Zhang sighed and asked: "Miss Nanqiao, actually, Young Master Yu didn't insist on doing this …"

"I know." South Bridge's voice was very soft and calm. "I was the one who asked for a divorce."

"The older generation have said that the husband and wife fight at the head of the bed and the bed, and I also know a little about the Yu and Nan families, so it is inconvenient for me to make a judgement. "It's better not to keep your most beloved a thousand miles away from you!"

"…"

South Bridge's tone remained indifferent the entire time. Thinking of something, he suddenly stopped his steps, turned his head, and asked, "Was it Yu Cen Ran who asked you to come and keep him?"

"Of course not, I sincerely hope that you can see happiness clearly." Housekeeper Zhang's face suddenly looked a bit unnatural and stiff. An arc of light flashed across his eyes and soon became tranquil: "Young Master Yu went out early. He's not home."

"Oh."

The corner of his mouth twitched, but Nanqiao didn't say anything more. A city was very big, and the Yu Family was one of the biggest families in A City. Since Yu Cen Ran had so many matters to attend to, she naturally didn't have the time to be upset like her.

As they descended the stairs, they did not see anyone. The entire hall was empty, and even the servants were few in number. South Bridge's brows were tightly knitted in doubt.

Housekeeper Zhang explained: "These days, Young Master Yu has cleared up a lot of servants, saying that he lives alone and doesn't need that many people to serve him."

The corner of Nan Qiao's mouth twitched. "So it's like that."

Since it was impossible for her and Yu Cen Ran to return to the past, there was no need for them to pester each other anymore. Last night was a special case.

She swore that she wouldn't be soft-hearted anymore.

Finally, she took a last deep look at the house and swept her gaze over every corner, not letting herself feel nostalgic. South Bridge understood that she could not come back here, and she had to leave, just remember that last bit of memory.

However, it had only been a year, and during that year, too many unforeseen events had occurred. The South Bridge was already physically and mentally exhausted, and it couldn't bear it any longer!

After bidding farewell to Housekeeper Zhang, South Bridge picked up the bag on the sofa, turned around, and walked out of the villa without looking back.

At this time, in the study room, Yu Cen Ran had long since woken up. His long fingers were supporting his chin as he gazed at the south bridge.

Butler Zhang knocked on the door, saying that Nanqiao had left. When he saw Yu Cen Ran's faint reply, he seemed to have lost his soul. He sighed, "Young Master Yu, since you're unwilling, why don't you come out and see her?"

Maybe it's the last time, why hide if you love so much

Yu Cen Ran didn't answer. Her face was solemn, but he knew clearly in his heart that the South Bridge was like a frightened rabbit. What was the use of him constantly getting close? With every step he took, she would take a step back.

He could no longer give the South Bridge any pressure or pain. He could only silently accompany the South Bridge, waiting for her to come out of this matter.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the South Bridge was a bit regretful and forceful. The Yu Family villa was located halfway up the mountain, and she had to walk for a long distance before she could get a taxi. Her legs were about to break.

He took a taxi and went to the South Bridge. The front seat belonged to a middle-aged man in his forties. He politely gave the address and leaned his back against the seat again. It was soft and broad, like someone's embrace.

The interior of the car was very quiet. No one spoke. The sound of the wind whistled past the gaps between the windows, bringing with it a hint of sternness. The South Bridge turned around and looked out the window. It was a vast expanse of whiteness, a monotonous scene of the same color, with nothing to look at.

Nanqiao closed his eyes, his temples throbbing. For some inexplicable reason, he felt uncomfortable, so he raised his hand and kneaded it a few times. However, it did not relieve his discomfort, so he just ignored it.

At this moment, the driver was startled by the sudden jump of the cat in front of him. He quickly turned the steering wheel to avoid the cat, with his big hands.

"Ugh." He was already feeling uncomfortable. South Bridge was sitting on his seat and his stomach was churning. He was feeling very uncomfortable. He bent over and started retching.

His master had an apologetic look on his face as he quickly apologized, "Sorry, this was too sudden …"

South Bridge waved his hand, indicating that it was okay. It was just that, for some reason, he clearly wanted to vomit, but after vomiting for a long time, he found that there was nothing.

Looking through the rearview mirror, Master felt a little awkward as he rubbed his nose. He seemed to have thought of something as he smiled and said, "Your reaction is somewhat similar to my daughter-in-law."

He didn't quite understand what he meant. The master then added, "When my daughter-in-law first became pregnant, she often retched. Originally, my family thought that my stomach wasn't feeling well, but I didn't expect it to be a happy occasion."

Speaking of family, the master's face was brimming with a happy smile. "Well, go to the hospital and have a look, it's indeed a joyous occasion. It's almost time for me to become a grandpa carrying a grandson!"

The corner of Nan Qiao's mouth twitched, and she said in a soft voice, "Congratulations."

His master was smiling again, his face full of joy. He asked the South Bridge, "Are you pregnant too?"

She seemed to recall that she hadn't worn a condom with Yu Cen Ran in the last few times. If she were to get pregnant at this critical moment, it wouldn't be a happy occasion at all.

After a while, he restrained his expression and pretended to be calm: "It's just that I didn't eat anything in the morning. I just felt a bit uncomfortable a while ago, it's not a small matter."

"So it's like that."

After who knows how long, the car finally stopped at a familiar building. The driver printed out the mileage and passed it to the South Bridge. The South Bridge softly said thank you and then opened the door and stepped out.

He had only taken a few steps when the phone in his bag vibrated. South Bridge took out his phone and saw the caller ID.

Nan Qiao silently rolled her eyes in her heart. Just as she pressed the button to pick up the call, a sharp voice suddenly came out, startling him.

Zhan Xin's mournful face looked as if she were crying. She then shouted, "Qiao'er, I was wrong!"

Nanqiao took his phone from his ear and held it a little further away. "What did you do wrong?"

"I shouldn't have handed you over to Yu Cen Ran. I shouldn't have called him. Qiao'er, it was too cold last night. I can't carry you alone, so I can only look for someone to help me."

"That's all?"

Zhan Xin cried out in grief and repented. "No, Qiao'er. Since I was drinking with you in the middle of the night, please forgive me!"

Separated by the air, South Bridge could imagine Zhan Xin's pug look. With a curve of her lips, she could not help but chuckle. Then, she let out a sigh of relief and hung up the phone.

While he was chatting with Zhan Xin, South Bridge arrived near the residential building in the Nan Family in just a short time. When he raised his eyes, he felt somewhat puzzled. He stopped his footsteps and carefully looked around.

Far away, South Bridge saw an unfamiliar man standing in front of their house. He was wearing a simple cotton jacket and his hands were trembling in his pockets. It seemed like he had been waiting for a long time.

He had lived here for more than 20 years, and he knew all the old houses and neighbors. He had no impression of such an unfamiliar man, so he thought that he must have moved here recently.

At this time, a woman came out of the apartment building. She was wrapped up like a dumpling and lived next door to South Bridge's house. She was holding a basket in her hand. When she saw South Bridge, she greeted him enthusiastically, "Yo, South Bridge, you're up so early?"

The voice was not loud, carrying the sharpness unique to middle-aged women. Nanqiao chuckled, nodded her head in acknowledgement, and did not say much.

When he raised his eyes, he found that the man had already turned around. His gaze landed on the South Bridge as he carefully sized it up. Then, he strode over with large strides.

The man's black down jacket was sprinkled with snowflakes, which melted on his skin and turned into water droplets that dripped down his shirt. His lips were purple, and it was obvious that he was very cold, but his face was unconcealable.

The man opened his mouth, his voice somewhat shaky. "Excuse me, are you Miss Nanqiao?"

Frowning, South Bridge subconsciously retreated two steps. "Yes, may I ask what you need?"