Song Yao looked at the female bodyguard and said, "If Mr. or Saihand asks you again next time, just say what you hear. It doesn't matter. There is nothing that others cannot know!"
The female bodyguard was startled, then nodded: "Understood, madam!"
Back in the room, Song Yao panicked inexplicably.
She couldn't help but took out her phone and wanted to ask about Su Huan's situation, but she was afraid that if she made this call, if Cen Mo found out, it would make him feel uncomfortable, and he would be cruel to Su Huan...
After a long time, Song Yao remembered the WeChat that had not been deleted, she hesitated for a long time and finally sent Su Huan a WeChat...
[Did something happen to you? !]
After the WeChat message was sent, Song Yao deleted the message on the WeChat interface.
Soon Song Yao received a reply from Su Huan...
[Small things, don't worry!]
When receiving Song Yao's WeChat message, Su Huan was in a state of desperation for not being able to return to the country.
Originally, there were no direct flights between China and Morocco, and it took a lot of time to take a special plane, but now it's better... Even the air tickets for flying over the country are not available!
He asked his assistant to buy a direct flight to a country that can fly directly to China, and then a special plane, but was detained by the Moroccan police, saying it was suspected of fraud!
At this time, Su Huan would not be imprisoned, but he could not leave the country.
Song Yao knew something was wrong when he saw the word "small matter"!
Clutching the phone, Song Yao quickly replied to the message...
[Can you tell me what's the matter? !]
There was no reply to the message for a long time, Song Yao was so flustered, she paced back and forth in the bedroom, and Su Huan didn't reply for half an hour, she still couldn't help calling.
It was Su Huan's assistant who answered the phone. He said that Su Huan was invited to assist in the investigation. Su Huan's assistant told Song Yao about Su Huan's father's serious illness, and that Su Huan was detained in Morocco and could not return to China. He was even afraid Su Huan would not be able to go back to see his father for the last time.
"Is Su Huan's father serious?!" Song Yao asked.
"Yes, I didn't dare to tell President Su, but the doctor said that it won't last long!"
Song Yao was silent for a long time and said to Su Huan's assistant on the other end of the phone: "I see, I will help find a way, and you tell Su Huan not to worry."
After hanging up the phone, Song Yao tightly clenched the phone, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with one arm folded, thinking about how to talk to Cen Mo, when the bedroom door was opened...
Song Yao turned her head and saw Cen Mo unbuttoning her shirt with one hand and closing the bedroom door with the other. Her heart beat a little faster. She walked to the bedside table, put her phone on the bedside, and asked, "Why are you back?! Where are you? ?!"
"Tuantuan is already asleep..." Cen Mo didn't look at Song Yao, he took his home clothes and stood at the end of the bed without saying a word, took off his shirt, and put on a navy blue linen long-sleeved V-neck T-shirt.
Song Yao licked her lips, walked to Cen Mo, picked up the shirt he had thrown on the bed, hugged it in her arms, and looked at Cen Mo, not knowing what to say.
"How do you want to find a way for Su Huan?!" Cen Mo looked sideways at Song Yao, and pulled back his shirt from her arm.
Song Yao's lips parted slightly with a surprised and surprised expression, seeing Cen Mo casually sitting on the bed stool, looking at her with dark eyes...
"You... did you monitor my cell phone?!" Song Yao asked.
"Yes!" Cen Mo admitted calmly.
Originally, Cen Mo had such a plan since Song Yao was pregnant, but because Song Yao stayed by his side obediently, he never really monitored Song Yao's cell phone.
Cen Mo would never allow Song Yao to be pregnant with his child and still want to run away, or... kill the child!
Until this time, Song Yao and Su Huan unexpectedly met in the shopping mall, and they even avoided talking to the bodyguards. This was the reason why Cen Mo decided to monitor Song Yao's phone.
Song Yao tightened her palms, restraining her turbulent emotions, and asked Cen Mo: "Why are you monitoring..."
As soon as the angry words came out, Song Yao swallowed them back.
She couldn't see Cen Mo as a normal person. Thinking of Cen Mo's previous experience, Song Yao let out a long breath to calm herself down. She walked up to Cen Mo, supported his knees with both hands and squatted down, looking up at Cen Mo. Mo: "Since you have monitored my phone call, you should also know that this is the first time I have contacted Su Huan in a long time! I ran into it unexpectedly at noon today... because you are too possessive of me, I am worried that you will treat Su Huan Huan has been worried about what he has done!"
"Are you afraid of what I will do to Su Huan?!" Cen Mo smiled, "My heart hurts?!"
Song Yao shook her head: "It's guilt. I thought I had made it clear to you in the restaurant today! I am full of guilt for Su Huan, even though I can't use anything to compensate him now, I also hope that I won't give it to you because of me. What trouble did Su Huan bring!"
Cen Mo nodded seriously, and said, "I will keep your mobile phone in the future, and I will return it to you after you give birth..."
"You still don't believe me?!" Song Yao looked at Cen Mo with wet red eyes.
Song Yao's cell phone rang on the bedside table. Song Yao looked over and wanted to get up to get the cell phone, but Cen Mo grabbed his elbow.
Song Yao looked at Cen Mo...
"Don't bother about Su Huan's affairs anymore. The most important thing for you right now is raising your baby! I believe in you!" Cen Mo grabbed Song Yao's elbow and helped her up from in front of him, " I also hope that you will do what I can believe in!"
The phone by the bed was still vibrating, Song Yao frowned and watched as Cen Mo put the shirt on the bed stool and walked towards the bed...
He bent down to pick up her mobile phone, saw the number and sneered and turned it off.
Song Yao couldn't control her grievance and suppressed anger all the time: "Cen Mo, what do you think of me?! Personal freedom must be restricted! Work and rest must follow your arrangement! You decide what you eat! You also have to take your mobile phone Go! I have to be under your control to be satisfied! Do you still think I am a person?! Don’t I have any friends I need to contact?! Or... you think I am your pet?!"
Cen Mo looked at Song Yao, who was angry and wronged, and his expression became calmer: "I will give you a new mobile phone, who do you want to contact your friend... I will not interfere with who you contact, but there can be no Su Huan..."
Cen Mo put the turned off mobile phone into his pocket, put one hand in the pocket, stared at Song Yao and said: "I have done my best to you, if you think I treat you as a pet, then do whatever you want!"
Seeing Cen Mo's gloomy face, Song Yao raised his foot to look out the door and walked past. Song Yao raised his hand and clasped Cen Mo's arm: "Cen Mo... I won't leave you, you don't like me to contact you." Su Huan, I have never contacted him before, this is the first time, this time... Su Huan's father is hospitalized, if Su Huan can't go back, he may not be able to see his father in time... "
First update...
(end of this chapter)