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Chapter 131 - Mother's Secret

He thought it was a lie that he was not afraid. The man in front of him had unknown origins and knew his name. Apparently, he was here for him.

The man could see the wariness in the South Bridge. He no longer moved forward and stood on the spot, trying his best to speak in a calm tone, "Miss South Bridge, my name is Mo Cheng. I know this is very presumptuous, but please forgive me for my presumptuous request."

Nanqiao did not speak. He vigilantly looked at his opponent, watching his lips slowly move. "I want to invite you to visit a person."

To see someone? South Bridge Peak raised his brow and subconsciously asked, "Go where?"

"America."

"…"

Because she was too alert, her legs were a bit weak. However, in front of strangers, she did not want to show too much of her strength. Her fingers slightly curled up, tightly holding onto the bag's ribbon, and her knuckles turned white.

His lips pursed into a straight line, without any hesitation, Nanqiao bit his lips and said, "Mo Cheng, right? Mr. Mo, I don't know you."

"But …"

"Listen, I don't know you, and I don't have to go with you to America." The South Bridge replied decisively.

The South Bridge very much disliked the feeling of being questioned by a stranger. It made her think of Yu Chenghui, that shrewd, calculating, middle-aged man who was good at attacking the heart.

Eight years ago, South Bridge was sent to the United States by Yu ChengHui. From then on, he began to forget his life, forget his people, forget the unforgettable things that happened in his heart.

In her heart, the South Bridge was very resistant to that country. If she had not been forced, she would not have taken another step forward. Furthermore, it was possible that the person who had made such a request was just a stranger!

Turning around, Nan Qiao turned around and was about to walk back to the apartment building. When she was about to pass by, Mo Cheng anxiously grabbed her arm, afraid that she would be rejected by Nan Qiao. She pleaded, "Please, go and save my father, he just wants to see you!"

Ignoring him, South Bridge thought that the man was a lunatic asylum lunatic. In his heart, he was still shaking his head and sighing. It was a pity that he had such a pretty face …

The man also became anxious. South Bridge had no plans to continue listening, so he could only helplessly say, "Please go see him. After all, he's your biological father …"

Hearing this, South Bridge's body froze, almost falling forward. A giant rock was thrown into the peaceful lake, rippling in layers. Her beautiful eyes abruptly widened, widened, and could not believe what she had just heard.

In the sudden turn of events, the South Bridge was struck speechless. He only thought that Mo Cheng was joking, until he bent down and took out a photo from his backpack and handed it over to the South Bridge.

The four corners of the picture were yellow, and it was even somewhat damaged. It should have been a long time ago. When Nanqiao received the picture, she lowered her eyes and her gaze made contact with the person in the picture.

There were three people there. The mother's smile was gentle and blissful as she snuggled up to the man's chest. She had the shy appearance of a small bird, and the baby in her hand was the South Bridge of her infancy!

What was going on!?

His chest heaved violently up and down, his breathing quickened, and his voice trembled a little. "What is this?"

Why Mother would cuddle in the arms of a strange man, why

All of this seemed like a mystery that Nan Qiao would not be able to accept in a short while. Her face was filled with pain, and while Mo Cheng was not paying attention to relax, she broke free of the shackles and quickly rushed into the room.

He locked the door and leaned against the cold door. Even now, he still had no way to ease the sudden shock. For a long time, his heart could not calm down, and his head felt like a lump of paste.

Mo Cheng had no way to come in. He knocked on the door and said anxiously, "Miss Nanqiao, I know it's hard for you to accept this, but old mister Mo is your real father …"

Staring at the wall for a few seconds, the South Bridge forced itself to calm down. Thinking of the important box her mother had placed in her room before she died, it ignored the noise outside the door and started walking towards her mother's room.

When the door was pushed open, a thick cloud of dust rushed back into the room. The South Bridge couldn't help but sneeze, and the tip of its nose was very itchy. Since its mother's death, no one had entered this place.

After the South Bridge moved back, because he was afraid of touching the past and feeling sad, he had never come in.

Pushing away the dust that was floating in front of him, he covered his nose with his hands and walked out of the living room. After a while, he turned back and a small stool appeared in his hands.

Walking up to the heavy wardrobe, Nanqiao put down her stool and slippers and carefully stood on top of it. Her mother used to put her collection on top of the wardrobe, and when she stretched out her hand to feel it, she found a cold metal box.

"Hu." Taking a deep breath, Nanqiao sat on the edge of the bed. She hesitated for a while before opening the lid of the metal box.

Inside, there were a few letters and a few photos. They were all about the relationship between Zhang Fenglan and her mother when they were young. The pictures were also about the childhood of South Bridge, but there was nothing special about them.

Her delicate white fingers continued to rummage until, at the level of the metal box, South Bridge discovered a strange letter. There was no address, no stamp, and this was an unsent letter.

Her chest thumped wildly. Her intuition told her that she shouldn't steal a peek at her mother's privacy, but South Bridge faintly sensed that this letter contained a huge secret. Her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

With trembling hands, South Bridge opened the envelope and inserted his index finger and thumb into it to pick out the letter inside. The weather was damp and didn't protect the letter well. The letter had turned yellow and wrinkled, and it was covered with black spots of mildew.

However, this did not affect the reading of the letter in the slightest. The fingers holding the letter trembled as South Bridge stared unblinkingly at the contents of the letter. Shock and astonishment flooded his heart in an instant.

Dear Shaohai, when you read this letter, I have already left you forever. Perhaps, I will never see you again. Don't worry, our child, I'll raise her well. Feng Lan.

It was a familiar handwriting, delicate and exquisite. Adding on the signature at the end, it was indeed a letter his mother had left him.

South Bridge covered his chest, and his breathing suddenly became difficult. My dear Shaohai, who is this man called Shaohai? This is my real father, then, what exactly is going on with South Heaven?

One by one, he raised his hand, supporting his forehead with the South Bridge while his mind was in a mess.

The sky was gloomy and the cold wind was blowing. Mo Cheng rubbed his palms together as the cold wind blew into his neck through the gap where his clothes could not cover. It was so cold that he was breathing in and out.

Half an hour had passed, half an hour had passed since the South Bridge slammed the door open and left. Mo Cheng had been standing guard outside the door the entire time, from his initial feelings to his parched mouth, he was powerless to salvage the situation.

Shaking his head, Mo Cheng turned around and took one or two steps forward. Then, the door behind him suddenly opened, and the South Bridge wrapped in a red scarf dragged a silver suitcase. Staring at Mo Cheng, he said, "I promise you."

Mo Cheng frowned. The sound of the wind was too loud, so he couldn't hear it clearly. He raised his voice and said, "The person you're talking about, I promise you I'll meet him!"

The airport in A city.

It was almost evening.

Mo Cheng dragged the luggage to get the consignment, while Nanqiao sat on the airport chair and waited. Huge question marks floated in her mind. Doubt and confusion filled her mind. In order to find out the truth, she had to see this man called Shaohai.

The flight attendant's sweet voice came from the sky above, "The flight to the United States is about to arrive. Passengers, please."

In front of him, the red light of the flight schedule flickered several times. South Bridge looked around and saw Mo Cheng slowly walking over from the other side. He bought two cups of coffee and passed one cup to South Bridge.

The coffee shop had to walk for a few dozen meters. In such a short time, South Bridge looked at the slightly panting Mo Cheng and lightly said, "Thank you."

"No need."

After the security check, she stepped onto the plane and took a deep breath. She had a feeling that from this moment on, her life, her past, and the life she once thought she lived in a family would be completely renovated.

Mo Cheng sat at the side and handed an extra blanket to the flight attendant before handing it to Nanqiao. "The night will be very cold. Women still need to be careful to stay warm."

Nanqiao smirked. "Thank you."

Mo Cheng asked, "Would it be strange if I suddenly brought you here?"

"Not bad." It was still an indifferent reply.

Actually, Nanqiao wanted to say that in her life, there had been many strange things to do, but at this moment, she already felt very tired. She didn't want to say much, so she used a blindfold to cover her eyes and let her thoughts drift about.

The plane slowly ascended, with a slight feeling of being in the air. South Bridge was sitting on the plane to America, holding the box in her mother's arms that she treasured. When she thought of her mother, a stone in her heart fell to the ground.

His mother had died in an unforeseen accident, and South Bridge had been regretting that he had not been able to make it to the last moment. The nurse who looked after his mother said that his mother had been calling his name before she died, and that there must be some urgent matter to be explained.

Now that he thought about it, his mother probably wanted to tell him about her past. Nan Qiao thought that if it wasn't for Mo Cheng's sudden arrival, she might not know what her mother wanted to say before she died.

When she first found out, the South Bridge was truly very shocked. Even if she did not like the Southern Universe, she would not be able to accept it in a short while.

After panicking, she had a lot of things to think about. She decided to ask that man called Shaohai why he didn't care about her and her mother. Why he wanted her mother to live such a painful life and let her die alone …

The hand hanging by her side clenched slightly. South Bridge thought, it's time, she wants to see that heartless man.

In the darkness of the night, the plane flew through the clouds, arcing through the dark to the other side of the Pacific Ocean.

The next morning around ten o'clock, South Bridge and Mo Cheng arrived at the American airport.