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Chapter 144 - When Has Humanity Been

"Alright, we understand."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Cheng didn't say anything else. He sat back down on the sofa with his back leaning against it, but his thoughts drifted off into the distance.

If he had met such a gentle and resolute woman on the south bridge earlier, would he not have suffered so much?

Mo Cheng knew about the South Bridge, and about her mother. From what he heard from his father when he was young, he was just an unfortunate woman. She had left the environment, but her fate had never changed.

Mo Cheng understood what it meant to have this woman, Nan Qiao's mother, endure the humiliation and marry her child to a man she didn't even love. How could she have been dead set on following this man for half her life?

Compared to Nanqiao and her mother, Mo Cheng believed that Nanqiao was much luckier. At least, in the face of fate, she had the courage to say no, but she also had a powerful family backing her.

It had been too long since he had a good rest, and just relying on hot water was not enough to lift his spirit. He stood up, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, and stood in front of the French window.

Looking down at the ground beneath his feet, the people below the tall building were moving around in a steady stream, like a beautiful dream. Mo Cheng occasionally sipped his coffee, looking as relaxed as an outsider, coldly staring at the people within the circle who were disturbing him.

Watch a good show.

He thought that one day, he would return all that he possessed to the South Bridge.

With regards to the South Bridge, excluding the emotions that shouldn't have existed, ever since he knew about the South Bridge, Mo Cheng had been especially protective of his sister. In addition, he was a little protective of himself, so he didn't want others to bully his family.

Pursing his lips, Mo Cheng slowly tightened his grip on the cup of water. Thinking of the complicated love and hatred between Yu Cen Ran and Nanqiao, Mo Cheng did not have any good feelings towards Yu Cen Ran!

The next morning.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the morning sunlight slowly shone in through the window onto the blanket and the pillow. The sunlight slowly shone in through the window, onto the blanket and the pillow.

After a long while, the man's eyes suddenly narrowed. Yu Cen Ran opened them, the chaos in her eyes had yet to completely dissipate. She leaned her back against the bed and picked up a cigarette.

During these few days when he came to the United States, Yu Cen Ran would dream of the South Bridge almost every night. In these few days when he came to the United States, Yu Cen Ran would dream of the South Bridge almost every night when he went to sleep.

In her half asleep state, the scene was frozen with tears and tears. Yu Cen Ran suddenly came to her senses as the heart-wrenching pain of the South Bridge was still lingering in her ears. Her heart was indescribably annoyed.

After a while, a cigarette had burned to the end. He threw the ashes into the ashtray on the bedside. Just as he took out the second cigarette, his phone suddenly vibrated. Following that, a familiar ringtone came from the phone.

After holding the phone, Yu Cen Ran opened the screen and saw the name Zhou Yu Chen on the screen. He didn't rush, neither hurried nor slow. He pressed the call button and said in a cold voice, "If you have anything to say, say it quickly. It's best if it's something important."

Zhou Yu Chen couldn't help but roll his eyes. He was already used to Yu Cen Ran's attitude, so he didn't mind.

Besides, there was really important news.

Zhou Yu Chen didn't waste any time and went straight to the point. "Young Master Yu, the results are out."

Yu Cen Ran had little patience to listen to Zhou Yuchen's words. According to his friend in the hospital, the chairman of the Sky Group had leukemia, and Nanqiao had been involved in the bone marrow match as a daughter.

Leukemia, Daughter, Bone Marrow Type

Yu Cen Ran didn't reply as his Adam's apple rolled in his throat.

He did not have the slightest interest in the chairman of Sky Group. As for his illness, it was even less likely to be related to him. Yu Cen Ran was not a gossipy person, so he was not interested in other people's family matters.

While she was thinking, Yu Cen Ran had already taken off her robe and put on a white long-sleeved shirt. He was wearing a pair of dark gray pipe pants. The man's body was tall and sturdy, and he looked very imposing when he wore it.

Yu Cen Ran ran her hand through her thick, black hair and fiddled with it for a while. After feeding it to Zhou Yu Chen for a long time, she finally raised her eyebrows and replied, "I'm listening."

"Young Master Yu, did you hear what I said? South Bridge, your wife! "She's actually the daughter of the famous American entrepreneur Mo Shaohai. She's the successor to Sky Group!"

The plot was too exciting. The Southern Bridge had turned from a Cinderella to a queen all of a sudden. It had completely overturned their facial features!

Zhou Yuchen continued, "This is unbelievable! Are you right? We've known each other eight years ago, and they're already considered well-informed. Now, it seems that we don't know much about the South Bridge!"

Hearing this, Yu Cen Ran's eyebrows shot up and her tone was cold and displeased. "How much do you want to know about the South Bridge?"

"No, no, no, I'm saying what's on your mind!"

On the other side, he chuckled dryly.

His brain quickly digested the words he had just heard. Mo Cheng was the CEO of Sky Group, Nanqiao was the biological daughter of Sky Group's chairman, Sky Group's chairman, Mo Shaohai was still in a life or death situation.

Bringing South Bridge from City A to the United States, in order to match Mo Shaohai's bone marrow, everything made sense.

If that was the case, wouldn't Mo Cheng be South Bridge's older brother? Moreover, he had a fight with Mo Cheng yesterday. Yu Cen Ran rubbed his brow as his temples throbbed. Suddenly, he felt like he had done something stupid.

Zhou Yu Chen paused, hesitating for a moment before he spoke. "There's one more thing. Nan Qiao is pregnant. Young Master Yu, your child …"

Yu Cen Ran's eyebrows twitched as she tightened her grip on her phone. She could clearly feel that the man's breathing had become heavier.

Squinting his eyes, Zhou Yuchen seemed to predict what would happen next. He lowered his voice and said, "But don't be too happy yet, Young Master Yu. You know, Mo Shaohai's disease requires South Bridge to match his bone marrow. Now, South Bridge is finished, so we have to wait for the results. "

She pouted, a hint of impatience in her voice. "And then?"

"Once the operation on a bone marrow match starts, it will have an impact on the baby in the stomach, so the doctor will advise the donor to choose between continuing the match or preserving the baby. "In my opinion, Nanqiao should be trying to save his father by beating up his child."

Zhou Yuchen could lower his voice with the last few words. His voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz. Yu Cen Ran's hearing was sharp and her ears were sharp. She immediately understood what he meant and immediately hung up the phone.

Yu Cen Ran put her phone aside and sat on the sofa. She was a bit tired and recalled what Zhou Yu Chen had said to her. After getting rid of the child, she suddenly didn't know how she should digest this information.

Child, he must want it.

In the living room of the villa.

Yu Cen Ran sat on the sofa. His coat was casually tossed to the side. He was only wearing a white long-sleeved shirt. His sleeves were loose and half rolled up, revealing half of his firm arms.

In front of him, the giant LCD TV screen was blinking non-stop. Yu Cen Ran was holding the remote control in her hand as she switched channels from time to time to watch various programs with their mouths wide open and their mouths shut.

Yu Cen Ran turned to look out of the window. It was cloudy again, and it was snowing again. Whether it was here or in A city, the oppressive atmosphere never changed.

Looking out the window, Yu Cen Ran's thoughts wandered.

Zhou Yuchen walked in from the outside and put an arm around the entrance to change shoes. He reached out and shook off the snowflakes on his clothes. When he walked in, he happened to see Yu CangRan's broad back and thick black hair on his head.

Patting his pants, Zhou Yuchen threw the spicy duck neck he had bought onto the tea table and asked, "Young Master Yu, are you daydreaming?"

Zhou Yu Chen thought about it and felt that what he had asked was nonsense.

The matters of the South Bridge, the child, the Mo Clan, these matters that didn't seem to be related were all linked together. If it were him, Zhou Yuchen, then he really would have slept all night, not caring about anything at all.

Zhou Yu Chen untied the bag and picked up a duck neck, chewing on it as he turned his head to ask, "Young Master Yu, my child, you must have it. But what are you going to do about the South Bridge?"

Retracting her thoughts, Yu Cen Ran felt a headache coming on. The child did want to stay, after all, he was her own flesh and blood. However, Yu Cen Ran knew that he had no status to persuade the South Bridge.

He also understood that, according to the character of the South Bridge, she would definitely choose to save her father.

Yu Cen Ran pursed her lips and said faintly, "What I'm thinking right now is, I hope that South Bridge's bone marrow isn't a success. Maybe it doesn't have any humanity in it."

Zhou Yu Chen listened and glanced over at Yu Cen Ran. He suddenly picked up a mirror and held it up in front of him, "Young Master Yu, look at how human you are. I think today is your most sensitive and kind-hearted moment!"

Yu Cen Ran coldly snorted as she pulled back her lip. A word then popped out between her teeth, "Scram."

Zhou Yuchen: "…"

Now that he knew what was going on, he shut up. Well, some guy was really upset. Zhou Yu Chen knew how to look at things, so he didn't say anything else. He just lowered his head and started nibbling on the duck's neck to drink a beer.

The house was silent. Occasionally, the sound of people talking on TV and eating could be heard. Yu Cen Ran was annoyed. She raised her hand and slapped Zhou Yu Chen's back.

The latter almost spat out a mouthful of beer as she swore and ran into the room carrying the things in her arms.

Once again, Yu Cen Ran was left alone in the living room. There was an indescribable loneliness.

Previously, when Nanqiao's mother, Zhang Fenglan, was still alive, Yu Cen had thought many times about why Nanqiao and her daughter were so well-informed.