Mr Fu, I Really Love You

After a long while, Cen Mo asked in a low voice, “Are you threatening me?”

“I’m not threatening you, I’m talking to you…” Song Yao let out a long exhale and said calmly, “You’ve lost your kin before, I’ve also lost my kin before! To you, not being able to make it back to see Xiangsi was your regret. To me, apart from my uncle, regardless of my mother or maternal grandparents, I’ve seen them at their last, so I don’t have any regrets…”

Cen Mo didn’t utter a sound. Song Yao held Cen Mo’s hand and leaned her head against his neck. “I know you might say this has nothing to do with you, but Cen Mo… if there’s a tiny chance for me to lessen my guilt towards Su Huan, are you not willing to do it?”

Cen Mo knew what Song Yao meant by her guilt…

Since Song Yao broke up with Su Huan, Song Yao had never put down the matter!

But Cen Mo didn’t know if Song Yao couldn’t put down the matter because of guilt or because she still loved Su Huan.

“Is there room for negotiation regarding this matter?” Song Yao asked again.

Cen Mo didn’t answer Song Yao’s question. Instead, he asked, “If I say no, will you hate me?”

Song Yao shook her head. “I’ll hate myself…”

Song Yao didn’t know if she was forcing Cen Mo by doing this. Before Su Huan appeared, she hadn’t expected things would get to this state…

Perhaps because Song Yao and Cen Mo’s start wasn’t glamorous, Su Huan became the unremovable thorn between the two of them!

“I’m hungry. I want some porridge. Nuan Nuan will be going back to China tonight, so I want to call her, lest she overthinks when she doesn’t see us at home later!” Song Yao said weakly.

Cen Mo handed Song Yao his phone, his tone gentler. “What porridge do you want?”

“White porridge will do…” Song Yao took Cen Mo’s phone, appearing lifeless.

Cen Mo nodded. Once he left the ward, Song Yao immediately dialed Lin Nuan’s number…

You Nainai was the one who picked up. You Nainai had just gone back to China and returned. When she heard Song Yao’s voice, she was very courteous.

Song Yao succinctly spoke, telling her that she hoped Lin Nuan and Fu Huai’an could help Su Huan return home. She then hung up before Cen Mo came back.

You Nainai didn’t know what had happened, but when she saw Lin Nuan come back to rest, she still passed on Song Yao’s message accordingly…

“Ms. Song said that she has a friend called Su Huan, who is being detained by Mr. Cen in the Morocco police station. She hopes that Sir Fu and you can help think of a way to send Su Huan back home. It’d be best if you could do so without letting Mr. Cen know! She said that Mr. Su’s father is gravely ill, and if Mr. Su still doesn’t return, he might not be able to see his father for the last time!”

Lin Nuan appeared surprised and reached out for her phone…

“Just now, Ms. Song called using Mr. Cen’s phone!”

Seeing her call record, Lin Nuan nodded!

No one knew about Su Huan and Song Yao’s past more clearly than Bai Xiaonian and Lin Nuan…

They knew how deeply Su Huan loved Song Yao!

Having known Su Huan and Song Yao for so many years, Lin Nuan had a deep understanding of them both, especially Song Yao!

Song Yao had used Cen Mo’s phone to call her and told You Nainai about this without waiting for Lin Nuan to come back, so she must have been anxious!

Su Huan was detained in Morocco by Cen Mo. Lin Nuan guessed that this must be because of Su Huan and Song Yao’s past!

But, who didn’t have a past? Was Cen Mo really so petty?

In any case, since Song Yao called, Lin Nuan had to help. Even if not for Song Yao, Lin Nuan and Su Huan were considered old acquaintances!

It wasn’t difficult to take Su Huan back to China. Tonight, Fu Huai’an and Lin Nuan would be going back, so taking Su Huan along wouldn’t be a problem!

But getting Su Huan out of the police station—that would be a problem…

Lin Nuan didn’t hesitate. She got up and walked to the car, where Fu Huai’an was waiting for her.

She pulled open the car door and said to Fu Huai’an, “I need your help regarding a matter…”

Fu Huai’an, who was reading his email, looked up, a puzzled look in his deep eyes.

“I need your help to take someone back to China. Su Huan!”

Little Lu, who was standing at the car door, heard this and recalled Saihand’s call. He bent over and said to them, “Just now, Mr. Saihand called. He said Ms. Song is in hospital, and he hoped that Madam could visit her.”

Lin Nuan looked up at Little Lu. “When was that?”

“I just hung up with Saihand!” Little Lu pointed at the phone in his other hand.

…

Song Yao didn’t like staying in the hospital. After finishing her porridge, she told Cen Mo she wanted to go back.

In the past, Song Yao had told Cen Mo the reason she hated the hospital…

Her mother and maternal grandparents had passed away in the hospital one after the other, so unless absolutely necessary, she was very resistant towards hospitals.

The doctor said that Song Yao was mostly fine, so Cen Mo asked Saihand to invite the family physician to the Cen residence before taking Song Yao back.

When the two of them entered the house, Lin Nuan was putting a jacket on Tuan Tuan, as she was taking Tuan Tuan back to China.

Cen Mo saw the little fellow standing at the door obediently, sticking up his neck and allowing Lin Nuan to help button him up. Fu Huai’an stood under the lamp, watching the mother-and-son duo with a smile.

This blissful scene made Cen Mo’s gaze appear gentler now. He supported Song Yao as they walked on the cobblestone pavement, reminding her softly, “Slower…”

Cen Mo supported Song Yao up the stairs. Seeing Tuan Tuan’s fair and tender face, there was an apologetic look in his eyes. “Sorry about today, Tuan Tuan, Uncle had to take Aunt to the hospital and left Tuan Tuan at home alone…”

Cen Mo bent over and stroked Tuan Tuan on the top of his head, an adoring look on his face.

Tuan Tuan nodded, then raised a chubby hand to bid Cen Mo farewell. “Bye-bye…”

Cen Mo nodded. “Okay, have a safe trip, Tuan Tuan. Uncle will wait for you to come back!”

“Mm!” Tuan Tuan nodded solemnly.

Lin Nuan got up and looked at Song Yao. Song Yao forced a smile on her pale face, a questioning look in her eyes. She wanted to know if Lin Nuan and Fu Huai’an managed to save Su Huan.

“Leaving now?” Song Yao asked.

Lin Nuan nodded at Song Yao. When her vision swept over Song Yao’s tummy, she frowned. “The baby is most important now. Be careful in everything you do…”

“I know, don’t worry, I’ll be careful!”

Although Song Yao’s lips were smiling, her eyes weren’t. She looked sad and lifeless, and Lin Nuan saw that…

“Sir…” Saihand received a call and suddenly called out to Cen Mo, then walked towards him.

“Saihand!” Fu Huai’an called out to him with one hand in his pocket.

Saihand looked towards Fu Huai’an, swallowing back down what he was going to say to Cen Mo and asked, “What orders does Mr. Fu have for me?”

“Send your madam upstairs… I have something to say to your Mr. Cen.”