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Chapter 182 - Wine

"Alright, we're home." Mo Cheng stopped his car steadily, then turned his head and said to the South Bridge.

Nanqiao sniffed and opened the car door to get out. His nose was a little stuffy and his eyes a little sore. He closed his eyes, wanting to escape this sort of discomfort, but realized that all he needed to do was brush his eyes.

In his mind, he recalled the scene of Yu Cen Ran; he did not love him anymore, so he took the initiative to find him and found out how unbearable it was. If it wasn't for his courage today, he might never have realized how disgusting Yu Cen Ran was!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and tears began to flow down his face.

From the bottom of her heart, there was always a voice telling her so, but luckily for her, South Bridge was crying loudly instead of sobbing softly. She wanted to vent all the grievances and grievances in her heart, but the more she cried, the more sorrowful her heart became.

Her tears fell all over the pillow she hugged.

Mo Cheng parked his car, and just as he entered the house, he heard the crying sounds of the South Bridge.

He placed the cake in his hand on the table at the side and looked at the South Bridge that was originally sitting down. He then laid down on the sofa and cried, not knowing what to say.

He could only silently squat down and pat South Bridge's back, "Alright, I know you feel wronged, don't cry anymore."

"Woo woo …" The South Bridge didn't hear Mo Cheng's words and continued crying, "Don't stop me." She wanted to vent his anger, and the crying got louder and louder. Mo Cheng kept patting his on the back of the South Bridge.

After crying for a while, South Bridge seemed to be tired.

"Yuhan …" Yuhan has gone to school, and it's almost time for school now.

Sometimes, there was no need to send them to school. After school, it was better to pick up some cars.

Although the South Bridge was sad, regarding the matter of her own daughter, she would never forget it, no matter how hard she tried.

Hearing this, Mo Cheng looked at his watch. There was still time.

He could still stay at home for a while, he wanted to bow his head and say to Nanqiao, "I'll accompany you for a while."

He discovered that the South Bridge had already fallen asleep.

He fell asleep so quickly? South Bridge, you must have turned into a pig.

Although he cursed in his heart, in reality, Mo Cheng still couldn't help but ignore the South Bridge. He went to his bedroom and brought a thin blanket over it.

"Have a good night's sleep." Mo Cheng said softly, afraid of waking up the South Bridge that he had just fallen asleep. In fact, Mo Cheng's earlier worry was obviously unnecessary, because when he closed the door, he accidentally made a loud noise. He quickly glanced at the South Bridge, but found that the other party had only smashed his mouth, flipped over, and continued sleeping. He continued sleeping.

Alright, he underestimated the quality of South Bridge's sleep. It could even be compared to some animals!

Along the way, Mo Cheng was thinking about the South Bridge and Yu Cen Ran. He discovered that it would be very difficult for him to deal with them all by himself. He frowned as he thought about it while walking all the way to Mo Yuhan's school.

The moment Mo Yuhan appeared in front of him, Mo Cheng's eyes lit up. That's right, why didn't he think of Mo Yuhan as a little treasure?

"Uncle, today, another child said that I don't have a father!" The moment they got on the car, Mo Yuhan spoke with an unhappy expression on her face.

Mo Cheng looked at Mo Yuhan in the rearview mirror, and whispered, "What happened?"

When Mo Yuhan had finished pouting, and even repeatedly emphasized that she did not bully or beat up that person, Mo Cheng knew that Mo Yuhan would definitely beat up that person!

He turned his eyes around, thinking the same as Mo Yuhan.

"Yuhan, did you know that when you were bullied today, your mother was bullied too?"

As Mo Cheng was driving, he was distracted and talking to Mo Yuhan. When he heard that his mother had been bullied by others and had been taken out of school just now, he hastily walked up to her and asked, "What happened to my mother?"

"Sit down!" Mo Cheng said seriously, "Do you know how dangerous this is? If you brace yourself.

Mo Yuhan pursed her lips helplessly. She and her mother were like this; her mother would never be angry at her. But every time, Uncle Mo Cheng was fierce, and she could not remember any of it.

"I know, Uncle. Quickly tell me who bullied my mother." Mo Yuhan said somewhat impatiently.

Every time she spoke to Uncle Mo Cheng, they would be on completely different channels. She was also exhausted.

"It's that hoodlum, Yu Cen Ran …" Uncle, bully your mother! " Mo Cheng's mouth almost slipped as he said the word 'bastard' in front of Mo Yuhan. Fortunately, Mo Yuhan was so focused on locking up her mother's bullying that she didn't notice Mo Cheng's sudden change in words.

"What?" At the mention of Yu Cen Ran, Mo Yuhan thought of the matter of Yu Cen Ran deceiving her and her mother yesterday. Thus, subconsciously, Mo Yuhan asked in her childish voice, "Was it because of yesterday's deceit?"

"No." Mo Cheng said.

Next, she repeated what happened to Mo Yuhan when she was still in school today. After she finished listening, Mo Yuhan angrily clenched her fist, "I didn't expect Uncle Yu to be so outrageous!"

"I will never call him uncle again!"

Mo Yuhan's resolution was even stronger when she saw her mother's red eyes when she returned home. That's right, she decided not to call him Uncle Yu Cen Ran anymore. Once they met, she would be a bad guy!

"Uncle Mo Cheng, how should we avenge our mother?" Mo Yuhan held her little head and looked at Mo Cheng's face, then she tilted her head to look at her mother.

His mother could really sleep. He had been at home for an hour now, but she was still sleeping.

"What do you think?" Mo Cheng looked at Yuhan's small face. This face's facial features were a perfect combination of the two's strengths, such as Nanqiao's eyes and nose, and Yu Cen Ran's lips and ears.

Was it right or wrong for her to persuade Mo Yuhan to help her mother bully her father?

Sensing that he had that thought, Mo Cheng hurriedly shook his head to block it. If such a thing really happened, she believed that even if Mo Yuhan knew, she wouldn't deny her actions this time.

"Everyone is afraid of others finding out about this little secret …" Mo Yuhan whispered, because she thought of her little secret — no dad, the whole class was mocking her for not having a dad. She was very angry.

If he wanted to help his mother take revenge, let Uncle Yu Cen Ran do so. Pfft, Yu Cen Ran's words could be considered as one of his revenge.

Mo Yuhan thought with some uncertainty in her heart.

Mo Cheng's eyes lit up. That's right! Why hadn't he thought of this? Sure enough, Mo Yuhan was the smartest. He happily hugged Mo Yuhan and spun around, "Yuhan, Uncle will contact the private investigator right now!"

He contacted the private detective hurriedly. After Mo Cheng repeatedly emphasized on keeping it a secret, the private detective even added on the price. Mo Cheng did not hesitate because he knew that this kind of private detective, if he wanted to pay enough money, would not go against his prior agreement.

The moment Mo Cheng walked out of his bedroom and into the living room, he saw Nanqiao had already woken up and was sitting with Mo Yuhan, eating the cake he just bought.

Just as Mo Cheng was about to step forward to say something, he was interrupted by the sound of a phone ringing.

"Hello?" He had no choice but to go to the corner and pick up the phone. He was still the same private detective from before, calling him after discussing with him. Mo Cheng frowned unhappily.

"What?" Didn't we agree on it just now? " Mo Cheng was astonished.

"How much do you want?" I'll call you back later. " With that, Mo Cheng hung up the phone, feeling a little angry. After calming himself down, he lifted his foot and walked towards the living room.

"What's wrong?" She had also heard Mo Cheng's phone ringing, but she didn't hear anything. She just asked, but this time, Mo Cheng said he was a friend.

Nanqiao gave Mo Cheng an ambiguous look, while praising him.

Mo Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he couldn't explain it either. Apparently, the South Bridge had taken the other meaning. Friends, female friends.

The few of them finished their cake together before South Bridge carried Mo Yuhan, who had already fallen asleep, into her bedroom. Before leaving, she did not forget to remind Mo Cheng, "Hurry and sleep, Mo Cheng."

He then stood up and walked towards his bedroom. Nan Qiao's mood seemed to have improved a little, so he didn't have to worry about it anymore. Furthermore, he would deal with Yu Cen Ran as soon as he had some backup. Mo Cheng smiled as he fell asleep.

No matter how sad he felt, he still had to be happy in front of his daughter. Nanqiao took a deep breath, suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and slept by Mo Yuhan's side.

The habit of wanting to sleep after eating my fill never changed. Soon, South Bridge once again sank into slumber.

The messy cake in the living room and the moonlight shining through the window all indicated that it was already very late.

When South Bridge woke up, the first thing he did was pick up his phone to see what time it was. It was 12: 30 in the morning.

She rubbed her eyes, preparing to continue sleeping with her eyes closed. With a 'ding', she broke the silence of the night. The extinguished screen instantly lit up again. Thankfully, the south bridge had its eyes closed. It did not need to endure the sudden onslaught, but it still felt somewhat uncomfortable.

She opened her cell phone a crack, picked it up, and clicked on the message.

It was Shen Lijun.

"An offer of wine?"

After looking at it for a bit, South Bridge was ready to turn off the phone and go to sleep.

However, the next second, he realized that he was in a bad mood, so he decided to go and drink to his heart's content.

Thinking this way, Nanqiao really got up to find some clothes to put on, and didn't forget to reply Shen Lijun with a short text message, "Ok." Words.

In the darkness of night, everything would become blurry.