C143

Chapter 143 - Elder Brother Like Being

After leaving the hospital, Yu Cen Ran's lost sense of reason gradually returned and her emotions calmed down. From Mo Cheng's behavior, he didn't seem like someone who would hurt South Bridge, so South Bridge was definitely safe.

However, Yu Cen Ran was curious as to why Mo Cheng wanted to bring the South Bridge, and why Mo Cheng would stand up for the South Bridge as a stranger. There was definitely something that he did not know about, and he had to understand what was happening right now.

Yu Cen Ran came to the United States and was looking for him.

His mind was in a mess, for the past few days, Nanqiao had been thinking about this. Every day, he would wake up and stand by the French window, looking down at the ant-like crowd.

She knew that he would find her sooner or later, but she didn't expect him to find her so soon.

They had already divorced, becoming completely unrelated strangers!

This was already confirmed. The green divorce registration manual was still in his bag. Before he could return to the Nan Family, he had flown all the way to the United States.

Every time he thought of it, he would feel a slight heartache, as if his heart had been pricked. The sharp pain was overflowing, but it was very short. Before he could think about it carefully, it had already dissipated.

South Bridge shook her head, pulled herself back from the running thoughts, sat up, put her bare little ankles into her cotton slippers, and stomped into the bathroom to wash. Her stomach rumbled and she was a little hungry.

How could she forget that right now, she was not alone. Even if she could not stay alive, she still had a chance. South Bridge did not want the child in her stomach to die.

The food in the refrigerator had already been finished. Nanqiao didn't want to eat the food in the hotel, so she simply changed into a set of convenient clothes. When she opened the door, she was so scared that she took a few steps back.

At the door stood a few men in black, neatly lined up. The sudden shock scared Nan Qiao to the core. He clutched his chest, his heart thudding wildly: "Who are you?"

His eyelids could not stop twitching. Nan Qiao was scared and thought that these people were sent by Yu Cen Ran.

The leader of the men in black took a few steps forward and answered politely, "Hello, Miss Nanqiao. We are Mr. Mo's bodyguards and are specifically responsible for your safety."

Nanqiao calmed himself down, nodded his head, and let the leader step down. He was also wondering, wasn't it just a person like Yu Cen Ran? Wasn't Mo Cheng's actions too big? Those who didn't know about it might think that she was being targeted by some terrorist.

After thinking for a while, Nanqiao hesitated for a bit, then picked up the phone and pressed the dial button next to her ear. She wanted Mo Cheng to withdraw part of the call, but the voice from the other side said, "Sorry, the call you made is currently in progress. Please try again later."

There were several calls, all of them. No one answered.

Nanqiao was speechless. She put down her cell phone and put it in her bag. She took a step forward, and the group of bodyguards in black behind her followed her. She took a step back, and the bodyguards did the same.

Thinking that it was impossible to get out like this, South Bridge turned around and waved to the black-clothed head, waiting for him to come over. He said, "How about this, you guys let a few people follow me in the dark, don't get too close."

"But on Mister Mo's side …" The black clothed man revealed an awkward expression.

Nanqiao nodded his head, expressing his understanding, "I know you are hard. Don't worry, I will explain it to Mr. Mo myself. Besides, no one will dare to do anything to me in broad daylight."

"Fine."

The corner of the South Bridge's mouth raised into a smile as he said his thanks. He thought to himself, if Yu Cen Ran knew of the existence of this group of black-clothed people, his face would probably be as black as the bottom of a pot, and he would think that she was intentionally avoiding him.

Shaking her head, the South Bridge didn't want to think about Yu Cen Ran for the time being because the matter of the child and her bone marrow was enough to give her a headache.

The result said that the match was very similar, but a few hours later, the hospital called again, saying that the result was wrong and the specific matter would have to wait a few more days.

She, on the other hand, had been waiting these past few days for the results to come out. He raised his hand to cover his lower abdomen. He could feel that there was a small life slowly forming inside the South Bridge. It was breathing and absorbing nutrients …

It seemed that the longer they stayed, the more unwilling the South Bridge became to part with this tiny life that had yet to take shape.

He couldn't help but sigh as he slowly walked down the South Bridge towards the supermarket on the other side.

On the other side, Sky Group.

The tall building stood in the middle of the city, high and tall. Although it was daytime, most of the sunlight was hidden by the clouds. Coupled with the rain and snow, it had been cloudy for a long time. The entire building seemed to be shrouded in shadows.

Mo Cheng just ended an important meeting, pushed open the conference room door and walked out. The company's executives and managers surrounded him, surrounding Mo Cheng.

A group of people were flattering him, and they were all speaking in a scheming manner. Mo Cheng felt a headache coming on, so he walked to the elevator specially used by the president and pressed the button. Those people were still talking nonstop.

"Director Mo, have you seen the proposal that I submitted yesterday? Regarding the effective measures to develop the Chinese market, I have put forward the following points."

"Director Mo is busy with so many things, so he must have placed most of his attention on the group's new development projects. Then, have we already decided on our budget?"

"Boss Mo!"

"Boss Mo!"

"…"

There was no moment of silence. Mo Cheng raised his hand, and pressed his bony fingers to his temples. When the elevator arrived, he politely nodded to the people around him, walked in, and closed the door.

Among those people, some of them had their mouths wide open, looking like they wanted to say something but were unable to.

Those who did not voice out their opinions were naturally resentful in their hearts. They hatefully said, "Isn't it just a CEO? He has not even taken his place and dares to look down on us, the old officials of the corporation!"

"That's right, look at his perfunctory attitude!" Someone echoed.

Cautiously, they immediately lowered their voices and said, "No matter what, this is the territory of the Mo Clan. Aren't you afraid if you were to discuss with Director Mo here?"

A middle-aged man with glasses got even more excited and said, "I heard that this Boss Mo isn't really from the Mo family, he's from the Mo family. A middle-aged man with glasses got even more excited and said," I heard that Boss Mo isn't really from the Mo family, he's the adopted son of Boss Mo.

"Ah, so that's the case …"

Mo Cheng stood in the middle of the stairs, his body was tall and straight, so he couldn't hear any people talking. He took the elevator all the way to the CEO's office, and when the door opened, the assistant was already waiting there, "President Mo, your phone has rung several times already!"

"Yes." Mo Cheng's reaction was very cold.

The assistant continued, "The caller ID shows a lady named Nanqiao. She probably has something urgent for you."

Mo Cheng stopped when he heard the name of the South Bridge. He turned his head and took the phone from the assistant. There were indeed a few calls from the South Bridge. It had been over half an hour.

Walking to the door of the CEO's office, Mo Cheng reached out his hands, pushed open the door and walked in. Then, he stopped beside the sofa, and his big and tall body instantly sat down on the soft sofa.

It was not as if he did not know the thoughts of those people in the group. They were all old men who had worked hard with his father for many years.

He only hated that he was not the biological son of his father, and that he was not completely convincing in protecting the Sky Group, even though Mo Cheng was physically and mentally exhausted and was trying his best to stay in his best condition.

The assistant stood in front of the desk and organized an important document, which was placed in a conspicuous place on the desk. The minutes of the meeting were also sorted out and placed beside it.

Turning his head to look at Mo Cheng who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, the assistant could not conceal the fatigue on his face. He hesitated and opened his mouth, "Director Mo, these documents …"

Mo Cheng closed his eyes, not even lifting his eyelids, "I got it. I'll watch for a while."

Thinking of something, the assistant picked up the phone and said with some awkwardness, "Then, for Miss Nanqiao's call, do you want to give me a reply?"

It wasn't that he wanted to be nosy, but from the corner of his eyes, he saw that South Bridge's name was listed in the family column, and below her was Mo Shaohai. Towards this unfamiliar woman, his assistant didn't dare to be careless.

Upon hearing the voice, Mo Cheng's body slightly moved. Opening his eyes, he lifted his hand, and the corners of his lips twitched, "Actually, returning a phone call is equivalent to not replying at all."

The assistant frowned, not understanding.

To the South Bridge, he was only an existence similar to his brother. Her name would forever be lying on the list of family members, and as for why the South Bridge was so anxious to find him, Mo Cheng had already guessed it.

Rubbing his eyebrows, Mo Cheng casually threw his phone onto a corner of the sofa. Ignoring him, he raised his eyes and realized that his assistant was still looking at him. He frowned, "There's nothing else to do?"

"Yes, CEO."

Now that the CEO's office was quiet again, Mo Cheng stretched out his legs. No one was paying attention to his actions or words, so he simply placed his thigh on the glass tea table in front of him.

It was too hard on those old guys during the day. Mo Cheng thought that he could only do whatever he wanted when he was alone. Being in charge was not his strong point, but for his father, Mo Cheng had to endure it.

As for the South Bridge, if she wanted it, she could just take it.

Mo Cheng took a sip of water from his water cup to moisten his throat. Then, he took out his phone and used his long fingers to dial a number. Soon, the call was connected: "Mr. Mo, there's nothing happening to Miss Nanqiao."

"Yes." Pausing for a moment, Mo Cheng asked, "I've received the photos I sent you. Remember, the man's name is Yu Cen Ran. Besides protecting him, you must not let him near the South Bridge, much less meet him!"