C141

Chapter 141 - Hand-to-hand

Zhou Yu Chen's lips moved slightly. He wanted to say something, but he paused and shook his head. Forget it, why would he want to die?

Yu Cen Ran's hands clenched into fists as the veins on the back of his hands became visible. By doing so, it was obviously a provocation. Mo Cheng suppressed it and said coldly, "Yu Cen Ran, please leave this place immediately or don't blame me for being rude!"

With that, he pointed towards the door.

Yu Cen Ran's eyes narrowed dangerously as she stared at Mo Cheng. Her gaze fell on his finger and she was filled with contempt. She pursed her lips and asked, "So what if I don't leave?"

Yu Cen Ran's eyes flashed with a cold light. He, Mo Cheng, took his woman away and Yu Cen Ran hadn't even started to take him away yet!

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting worse, Zhou Yuchen dodged as fast as he could, avoiding danger.

Sparks were about to appear in Mo Cheng's eyes as he was provoked by Yu Cen Ran again and again. His chest heaved up and down as his eyes fell on Yu Cen Ran's body without blinking.

Compared to his appearance, Yu Cen Ran was much calmer on the surface. She didn't say anything as she picked up her cup and took a sip of warm water.

"Yu Cen Ran, haven't you done enough damage to the South Bridge? If you let go, she won't be covered in injuries!"

Yu Cen's eyebrows arched as his fingers loosened and the cup fell to the ground, splashing water everywhere. It splashed on the man's pants as he spat out, "It's none of your business, so don't meddle in other people's business!"

Zhou Yu Chen sat in the corner and interrupted, "I say brother, Young Master Yu only wants to know where his wife is. You didn't do anything shameful, you can just tell him."

"I'll ask her one last time, where is the South Bridge? I want to see her now, immediately!"

Hearing this, Mo Cheng glared at Yu Cen Ran in annoyance and sneered, "Then let me say it one last time, South Bridge won't see you, don't think about treating her like this or her stomach, don't think about taking any of them away!"

Mo Cheng nearly blurted out his thoughts, but he stopped himself in time. In his heart, he was secretly rejoicing over his cleverness. However, he didn't notice that Zhou Yuchen, who was hiding in a corner watching the fight, was frowning as he listened to the rest of the words.

Rubbing his chin with his fingers, Zhou Yu Chen shook his head, as if deep in thought.

On the other side, Yu Cen Ran and Mo Cheng were at loggerheads. The tense atmosphere had already reached its peak.

No one in the company dared to go against them. Yu Cen Ran and Mo Cheng were both top executives of the corporation, and they were frustrated by the other's power.

Mo Cheng looked friendly, but in reality, he had a fiery temper. As for Yu Cen Ran, because of the disappearance of the South Bridge, he had lost all sense of reason.

Yu Cen Ran's face was completely dark. Her expression was dark and cloudy. Her eyes narrowed as she stared into Mo Cheng's eyes. The two of them didn't budge in the slightest.

In the next second, before the opponent could react, Yu Cen Ran took the initiative to attack first.

Yu Cen Ran was too lazy to continue nagging. The anger that she had been suppressing for the past few days had completely exploded. She used all her strength and sent out a punch, sending it flying!

Caught off guard, Mo Cheng stood very close to him and his face was hit squarely. His fist collided with the muscles on his face and emitted a muffled sound. With a 'pui' sound, Mo Cheng used his long fingers to wipe away the blood that was seeping out from the corner of his mouth.

Two men who were around 1.8 meters tall. One punch, one punch. Both of them possessed extraordinary skills. However, because of Yu Cen Ran's ruthless movements, he still gained the upper hand in the battle.

Zhou Yu Chen's eyes lit up as he stood in the corner and cheered, "Young Master Yu, good luck! Watch out for yourself!"

After a while he said, "Mo Cheng, you can't fight like that, it's too lame."

"…"

Finally, Yu Cen Ran and Mo Cheng both turned their heads and cast a sidelong glance at Zhou Yu Chen. They both said at the same time, "Shut up!"

In the afternoon, Nanqiao cooked in the kitchen of the hotel room. The restaurant's dishes were nothing more than some simple vegetable bacon and eggs. Nanqiao was really not used to eating so she had to make a full meal for herself.

After eating a full meal of frozen dumplings, I watched TV on the sofa in the living room for a while. As sleepiness hit me, I directly fell back on the sofa to rest for a while.

South Bridge was a little tired. After pregnancy, not only would they have an appetite, but they would also give more hours of sleep to the children in their stomachs. They would always mysteriously want to sleep, eat, sleep, and live like a pig.

Occasionally, he heard the voices of people talking on television. It wasn't loud, but it wasn't noisy either. He was too lazy to get up and reach for the remote control. South Bridge was lying on the floor with his eyes closed.

After a long while, the doorbell rang. Nanqiao frowned and pretended not to hear it, but he didn't really remember. If only he could always lie down on the sofa, warm and soft, how wonderful that would be.

Faintly conscious, his finger extended to the pillow behind him. After the smoke, the South Bridge directly covered his head with the pillow, turning a deaf ear to the disturbance that suddenly came.

However, the person who rang the bell was persistent, pressing and pressing again. The South Bridge was really restless, her small, clean toes slipped into her furry slippers, she stomped to the door and through the peephole, she saw that it was Mo Cheng.

South Bridge opened the door, with one hand on the doorframe and the other on his waist, as if he was afraid of someone: "Young Master Mo, is something the matter?" The anger did not subside, and even the form of address had become stiff.

Today, Mo Cheng's dressing was a little strange. He had a simple jacket and jeans, but he wore a peaked cap inappropriately on his head, which made him seem a little strange. His head was bowed slightly, and most of his face was hidden by the shadow cast by the brim of his hat.

Very strange, very unusual!

The south bridge noticed a red trail. Mo Cheng seemed to have noticed it and raised his hand to block it.

Nan Qiao frowned, he reached out and slapped the back of his hand, then took the chance to knock off the hat Mo Cheng was wearing, the light above his head instantly shone down, Nan Qiao stared at Mo Cheng's face, his eyebrows scrunching into a tight knot.

The corner of his mouth showed signs of swelling. His eye sockets and two sides of his face were completely black. Mo Cheng must have used some makeup to cover it up. His skin color was much whiter than usual, but he still couldn't cover up all the traces.

It looked like he had been beaten to a miserable state.

Nanqiao held his breath and stared at him attentively. After a long while, he opened his mouth and asked, "What happened to the wound?"

Mo Cheng didn't answer.

Nan Qiao was furious, his voice became louder: "Mo Cheng, I'm asking you, what's going on! Say something! "

His heart began to beat wildly, his speed increased, and he vaguely thought of a certain man. That feeling, that faint feeling in his heart, that feeling of anticipation, that fear, and even more so that of evasion.

Suddenly, he grabbed Mo Cheng's arm and increased his strength, his fingertip stabbing the other party in pain. Mo Cheng frowned, he shook off the South Bridge's hand and snappily said, "It's fine, I was walking carelessly when I arrived, so I bumped into it myself!"

Nanqiao chuckled coldly, then coldly sneered, "You hit me. Can you tell me where I can hit myself so heavily?"

Mo Cheng's reasoning was too preposterous, too preposterous, and it was obviously an excuse.

Mo Cheng didn't answer, but shut his mouth and acted like a mute.

South Bridge chuckled twice, turned around and picked up his bag, took the scarf hanging on the hanger and wrapped it around his neck, reached out to pull Mo Cheng, and slammed the door shut.

There was a burning anger in his chest, all the cells in his head were screaming in anger, and South Bridge's steps were fast and hurried as he desperately dragged Mo Cheng forward.

Mo Cheng reached out his arm and stopped South Bridge, "Where are you going?"

Nanqiao did not look back. His body froze as he coldly said, "He came here, right?" The tone of the question was one of certainty.

The man behind him did not reply. The South Bridge turned around and said word by word, his red lips moving. "Yu Cen Ran, he came to America and has already sought you out, right?"

If saying that it was not strange was fake, then why did the South Bridge not feel strange, even baffling. Mo Cheng was always calm in front of her, but today he acted completely differently from his usual self.

The South Bridge had probably guessed it as well, and they were right.

"Hehe!" Nanqiao sneered. She knew that Yu Cen Ran would come looking for her sooner or later. When she first left, she was in too much of a hurry to do so, so she calmed down without contacting him.

However, South Bridge knew that Yu Cen Ran would definitely find her again one day. That man had the ability to cover the sky with his hand and was even more capable to find people to spy on him at any time and place.

Mo Cheng saw South Bridge's smile, helplessness and helplessness, his heart was in pain. Mo Cheng pulled South Bridge, directly bringing her downstairs, stuffed her into the car, and then closed the door.

The South Bridge's head leaned against the window, but no one knew what it was thinking.

Mo Cheng stretched out his arm and suddenly grabbed onto South Bridge's shoulder. He said sincerely, "South Bridge, let's go. I'll bring you out of here."

"Leave?" The South Bridge shook and then reacted, "Where can I go? The world is big, but there is no other place for me to go. I can leave, but what about you, Mo Cheng, and my father? The situation right now is very dangerous, where can I go?"

He scratched his head anxiously as he thought of something. He then said, "Then you can go back to the Mo Clan. You are the Mo Clan's young miss, and once you enter the Mo Clan, our people will always protect you!"

Nanqiao leaned on the back seat and suddenly smiled. She shook her head. "Yu Cen definitely won't pose a threat to my safety. I'm just afraid, afraid that he will find out that I'm pregnant, afraid that he will find out about the existence of the child in my womb …"

What could she do then, what could she do?

If the child couldn't live, then Yu Cen Ran would definitely stop him. At that time, what would her father do? She was the only blood relative in this world, and would she really have to watch him leave, just like when she faced her mother?