Chapter 1191 - Even Fu Huai’an Had Benefited From the Association
Chapter 1191: Even Fu Huai’an Had Benefited From the Association
“Don’t misunderstand. I didn’t incur the injuries to help you or Gu Qingcheng, I did it for myself…” Cen Mo was sitting in a wheelchair and looking at the scenery outside on the other end of the line, chucking softly. “If it weren’t for my injuries, how could I give Saihand free rein to help me settle that bunch of old fogeys! At the end of the day, this is mutually beneficial for both of us, and neither of us owes the other!”
Actually, Fu Huai’an was very clear that Cen Mo hadn’t done so just to let Saihand have free rein in dealing with matters.
In the past, Fu Huai’an felt that Cen Mo was a ruthless person, but from the looks of it now… actually, there was a soft and pure spot at the bottom of Cen Mo’s heart!
Perhaps so long as it concerned his younger sister Lin Nuan, Cen Mo would give it his all. Even Fu Huai’an had benefited from the association.
Fu Huai’an laughed but ultimately didn’t say another word of thanks.
“Is Xiao Nuan doing fine?” Cen Mo asked.
“Mm, I didn’t tell her about your injury. But because she hasn’t heard from you, she’s still rather worried.” Fu Huai’an closed the door to the study.
Cen Mo’s lips curled up. He heard the door to the ward open and turned around to see that it was Song Yao bringing their son in. She was also holding a thermos.
Cen Mo didn’t hide anything from Song Yao now. Hence, he said to Fu Huai’an, “After recuperating all this while, it’s time for me to appear. The first thing I’m going to do is send my men to kill that younger brother of Gu Qingcheng, who looks exactly like him. This way, you’ll have an excuse to get him to stay in Haicheng. That way, he can be under your protection! On my side, I’m assassinating Jacob Bellucci in order to vent my anger and also to let people on my side know that Jacob Bellucci is indeed not Gu Qingcheng!”
Fu Huai’an hadn’t expected that Cen Mo would do so much for Gu Qingcheng’s identity. He wanted to say thanks, but he felt that it wasn’t enough to express the thankfulness he felt in his heart.
“It’s best to inform Gu Qingcheng ahead of time. You make the preparations… This time, Gu Qingcheng might have to bleed a little!” Cen Mo said.
“Got it!” Fu Huai’an walked to the French windows and lifted the heavy curtains that were drawn. Staring at the night scenery outside the Fu residence, he said, “After this matter, recuperate well. Let me handle the remaining affairs!”
“Mm!” Cen Mo responded.
After hanging up, Cen Mo turned around and saw that Song Yao, who was carrying the baby in one arm, had already arranged the food on the table on the ward bed.
He smiled and rolled himself over in his wheelchair with one hand. His chubby son was staring at him in a dazed manner, looking at him as if he were a stranger, as if he couldn’t recognize this father of his.
Cen Mo shook his head. “It has been so long since you saw your papa, aren’t you excited at all?”
Song Yao laughed upon seeing the way Cen Mo was staring at the baby. “The cheek of you to say this! Who was the one who left without a word and got himself injured, giving the child and me a fright? If it were up to me… our son wouldn’t acknowledge you as his father!”
Seeing Song Yao glower at him with her beautiful eyes, Cen Mo quickly smiled to butter her up. “This is the last time!”
Song Yao sat down by Cen Mo’s bedside with the baby in her arms. “I’ve never objected to you doing something you want to do. But the next time… if it’s something that’s going to get you injured or put your life at risk, I hope that you can spare more thought for our son and me, okay?”
Song Yao already came to know the antecedents and consequences of this matter. Song Yao wasn’t opposed to Cen Mo helping Fu Huai’an and Gu Qingcheng…
But, Song Yao also wanted Cen Mo to retire!
However… since Cen Mo wished to continue on this path, as his wife, Song Yao could only give her full support.
“There won’t be a next time!” Cen Mo raised a hand and touched Song Yao’s pretty and delicate petite face. “In the future… I won’t ever let myself be involved in danger again! For you… and for our child!”
Hearing this guarantee from Cen Mo, Song Yao’s eyes turned slightly teary. She smiled and nodded. “I believe you! Hurry up and eat!”
Cen Mo glanced at the food on the table and frowned. “You did all this personally again?”
Without waiting for Song Yao’s reply, Cen Mo picked up his chopsticks and continued saying, “There are chefs at home. Just get the chefs to do all this. You need to take care of the child and do all this for me… it’s too tiring!”
“If you don’t wish to eat it, I won’t do it in the future!” Song Yao deliberately looked at Cen Mo with a smile. “But… you buttering me up too deliberately, hearing someone with your personality say something like this, it gives me the chills! It makes me wonder if the husband right before me is a fake one!”
Cen Mo put a piece of tofu into his mouth, then looked up at Song Yao with a dark face. “I’m going to slaughter Saihand!”
Song Yao couldn’t resist smiling…
Cen Mo had asked Saihand to think of ways to butter up Song Yao previously!
Cen Mo had never been adept at this. After some mulling… Saihand felt that since he wanted to butter up Song Yao, he naturally should consult Song Yao about this!
When Saihand went to ask Song Yao, he happened to see Song Yao reading a script. There was this paragraph in the lines…
The male lead was injured, and the female lead had made some dishes for him. The male lead, whose heart ached for the female lead upon seeing this, said that there were chefs in the house, and it must be tiring for the female lead to cook for him while coping with her job. The female lead was very touched upon hearing that.
Saihand feared he would bungle his task, so he even specially asked Song Yao if girls would be touched to hear something like this. Song Yao told him that they would be, and she even analyzed it with Saihand, hoping Saihand could use this to woo girls in the future.
Saihand read the lines to Cen Mo, and Cen Mo recited it word for word today, the only difference being instead of coping with a job, he changed it to taking care of their child! The instant Song Yao heard this… considering it wasn’t the way Cen Mo usually spoke and recalling what Saihand had asked her previously, she exposed Cen Mo easily.
Song Yao placed her petite hand on Cen Mo’s well-defined face and grazed the wound at the corner of Cen Mo’s lips with her thumb. She said, “Cen Mo… you are you. You don’t need to think of ways to please me. So long as you’re safe and healthy, to me… that is the most effective way to please me!”
Cen Mo nodded.
…
After he got back to the hotel, Gu Qingcheng didn’t remove Jacob Bellucci’s mask. He opened the camera in Sheng Kang’s presence to check, and it was only then that he realized that both the battery and memory card were missing!
To Jacob Bellucci, it didn’t matter if the battery was missing. The important thing was the memory card, for it contained his photos, and they were yet to be backed up. Was this not claiming Jacob Bellucci’s life!
Jacob Bellucci’s face was so dark that it looked like rain was impending.
Sheng Kang was aware that Yun Liuli was a troublemaker, but he didn’t know that she was that big of a troublemaker. He had no choice but to brace himself and call the Fu residence.
Lin Nuan was the one who picked up the call. When Lin Nuan heard Sheng Kang’s words, she paused before saying, “Xiao Liuli left after Mr. Sheng sent off Mr. Jacob Bellucci! Why would this child take the battery and memory card? Could there be a misunderstanding?”
Sheng Kang was speechless.
What misunderstanding could there be? No wonder the girl had so easily handed Jacob Bellucci’s camera back to him. It turned out she had something up her sleeve…