Chapter 918 Did You Monitor My Mobile Phone? !

Song Yao looked at the female bodyguard and said: "If Mr. or Saihand asks you again next time, just say whatever you heard. It doesn't matter. There is nothing that others cannot know!"

The female bodyguard was startled, then nodded: "I understand, ma'am!"

Back in the room, Song Yao felt panicked for no reason.

She couldn't help but take out her cell phone and wanted to ask about Su Huan's condition, but she was afraid that if she made this call, if Cen Mo knew about it, it would make him feel uncomfortable, and he would be cruel to Su Huan...

For a long time, Song Yao remembered the WeChat messages that had not been deleted. She hesitated for a long time and finally sent a WeChat message to Su Huan...

[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...

[It’s a small matter, don’t worry! 】

When he received Song Yao's WeChat message, Su Huan was worried about not being able to return to the country.

Originally, there were no direct flights between China and Morocco, so a special flight was required which was extremely time-consuming. But now it’s better... you can’t even buy a ticket to fly within the country!

He asked his assistant to buy a flight to any country where he could fly directly to China, and then chartered a special plane. However, he was detained by the Moroccan police and said to be suspected of fraud!

At this time, Su Huan was not imprisoned, but he was unable to leave the country.

Song Yao knew something was wrong when he saw the words "little things"!

Holding the phone in hand, Song Yao quickly replied to the message...

[Can you tell me what it is? ! 】

There was no reply to the message. Song Yao was very flustered. She paced back and forth in the bedroom. She still couldn't help but call Su Huan after half an hour.

The person who answered the phone was Su Huan's assistant. He said that Su Huan had been invited to assist in the investigation. Su Huan's assistant told Song Yao that Su Huan's father was seriously ill, and that Su Huan was detained in Morocco and could not return to China. He was even afraid of it. Su Huanhui couldn't make it 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 Mr. Su, but the doctor said he probably 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 understand. I will help find a way. Please tell Su Huan not to worry."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yao clenched her phone tightly and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with one arm folded. She was thinking about how to talk to Cen Mo when the bedroom door 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 rate picked up slightly. She walked to the bedside table, put her phone on the bedside, and asked, "Why are you back?! Where is Tuan Tuan?" ?!”

"Tuan Tuan is already asleep..." Cen Mo didn't look at Song Yao. He took the home clothes and stood at the end of the bed without saying a word. He took off his shirt and put on a long-sleeved V-neck T-shirt made of navy blue linen.

Song Yao licked her lips, walked to Cen Mo, picked up the shirt he had thrown on the bed, and held it in his arms. She looked at Cen Mo, not knowing what to say.

"How do you want to find a solution for Su Huan?!" Cen Mo looked sideways at Song Yao and took his shirt back from her arm.

Song Yao's lips parted slightly with an expression of surprise and surprise. When she saw Cen Mo casually sitting down on the bed stool, his dark eyes looked at her...

"Did you... monitor my cell phone?!" Song Yao asked.

"Yes!" Cen Mo admitted calmly.

Originally, Cen Mo had had such a plan since Song Yao's pregnancy, but because Song Yao had stayed with him obediently, he had never actually monitored Song Yao's mobile phone.

Cen Mo would never allow Song Yao to be pregnant with his child and think about running away or... aborting the child!

Until this time, Song Yao and Su Huan met unexpectedly in the shopping mall, and even avoided the bodyguards to talk about something. This was the reason why Cen Mo decided to monitor Song Yao's mobile phone.

Song Yao tightened her palms, controlled her turbulent emotions, and asked Cen Mo: "Why are you monitoring..."

As soon as the angry words came out of his mouth, Song Yaosheng swallowed them back.

She couldn't treat Cen Mo as a normal person. Thinking of Cen Mo's previous experiences, Song Yao took a long breath to calm down. She walked up to Cen Mo, held his knees with both hands and squatted down, looking up at Cen Mo. Mo: "Since you have monitored my phone calls, you should also know that this is the first time I have contacted Su Huan in so long! We met unexpectedly at noon today... Because you are too possessive of me, I am worried that you will I have been worried about what Su Huan did!"

"What are you afraid of me doing to Su Huan?!" Cen Mo smiled half-heartedly, "Feeling distressed?!"

Song Yao shook his head: "It's guilt. I thought I made it clear to you in the restaurant today! I'm full of guilt for Su Huan. Although I can't compensate him with anything now, I also hope that no one will be punished because of me. What trouble does Su Huan bring?"

Cen Mo nodded seriously and said, "I will keep your phone from now on, and I will return it to you after you give birth to the child..."

"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 phone, but Cen Mo grabbed his elbow.

Song Yao looked at Cen Mo...

"Don't worry about Su Huan anymore. The most important thing for you right now is to raise your baby with peace of mind! I believe in you!" Cen Mo held Song Yao's elbow and helped her up from in front of him, " I also hope you will do something that can convince me!”

The phone on the bedside was still vibrating. Song Yao frowned as she watched Cen Mo put his shirt on the bed stool and walked towards the bedside...

He bent down to pick up her mobile phone, and when he saw the number, he sneered and turned it off.

Song Yao couldn't control the grievances and suppressed anger in her heart: "Cen Mo, what do you think of me?! Personal freedom must be restricted! Work and rest must be according to your arrangements! You decide what to eat! You also have to take your mobile phone Let’s go! You must be satisfied with my entire being under your control! Do you still think of me as a human being?! Don’t I have friends to contact?! Or...do you think I’m your pet?!”

Cen Mo looked at Song Yao, who looked angry and aggrieved, and his expression became calmer: "I will give you a new mobile phone. Who do you want to contact your friends... I will not interfere with who you contact, but there cannot be Su Huan... "

Cen Mo put the turned off mobile phone into his pocket, put one hand in his pocket, stared at Song Yao and said: "I have done my best to treat you. If you think I treat you as a pet, then whatever you think!"

Song Yao saw Cen Mo's gloomy face and raised his feet to look out the door. When he passed by, Song Yao raised his hand and clasped Cen Mo's arm: "Cen Mo... I will not leave you, you don't like me. I have never contacted Su Huan before. This is the first time. This time... Su Huan's father is hospitalized. If Su Huan cannot go back, he may not be able to see his father in time..."

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