Chapter 868 Don’t You Regret It? !

Song Yao has known Cen Mo for a long time and she knows that Cen Mo is a proud and self-respecting person!

Based on her understanding of Cen Mo, if Cen Mo had really experienced this, then everyone who knew these things... would have been silenced by Cen Mo. How could Cen Mo himself tell others.

Zhong Moli nodded: "Yes... you are right! Cen Mo has never told me, but I am not an ordinary girl. Regarding Cen Mo back then, I want to know what his experience was, and even what he was like in It’s easy to determine what your identity was before entering the black market!”

Generally speaking, if a person becomes a commodity and flows into the black market, no one will ever find out his previous identity.

Unless a family like Zhong Moli wants to find out, then they can definitely find out!

"Song Yao, you may or may not believe what I told you today! But now that you can be with the person you love, why are you hesitant and afraid?! In just a few decades of life...you missed it Cen Mo, don’t you regret it?!”

"As for my identity, if you are still doubtful, I can wait here for Cen Mo to come back and let Cen Mo confirm it with you, but I really hope that you can be together well!"

"I'm telling you about Cen Mo's past today because I hope you can understand Cen Mo's violent temper and desire for control. I hope you don't misunderstand that he just wants to control you. As much as he loves you, he will be nervous about you and afraid of you. You leave! Cen Mo is a man who is so proud that he is a little perverted, and his self-esteem is so strong that you can’t imagine. These unbearable things he has experienced, if Cen Mo can only choose one person in this world and will never know, he will definitely choose The woman I love most...is you!"

Song Yao had a hard time digesting what Zhong Moli said about Cen Mo's past.

Having said this, Song Yao no longer doubts Zhong Moli's identity, or even her intentions...

Song Yao had never felt so sorry for someone, let alone the man whom Song Yao loved deeply.

"As a friend, I feel that Cen Mo's past was too difficult, so I am willing to do my best to help him be happy. This is the only thing I can do for Cen Mo, and that's it for now!" Zhong Moli said to Song Yao Qianqian Smiling, "My engagement with Cen Mo has been cancelled. Now he has the ability to protect himself. There is no reason why I won't contact Cen Mo again. As for whether you want to stay together with Cen Mo, that's your choice." I can’t interfere!”

Later, without waiting for Cen Mo to come back, Song Yao chose to believe Zhong Moli and made up her mind to be with Cen Mo...

The sound of the servant bringing Song Yao's fruit tea into the hot room brought Song Yao back from her wandering thoughts. She saw the servant carefully put down the fruit tea and then left. She and Cen Mo were the only two people left in the hot room.

Song Yao looked at Cen Mo's resolute profile, feeling heartbroken. She didn't want Cen Mo to see her red eyes, so she straddled Cen Mo with the tablet in her hand, their necks intertwined, and her hands Walking around Cen Mo's armpit, he held up his tablet to watch cartoons...

"What's wrong?!" Cen Mo took off his Bluetooth headset and gently stroked Song Yao's back.

"I want to sit with you like this. You are busy with your work, and I watch my cartoons. I won't disturb you..." Song Yao said, putting on the headphones, and the sound of cartoons came to her ears. She rubbed her hair. With red and sore eyes, he made up his mind to control his temper in the future and treat Cen Mo well.

On the other side of the computer, several people who were in a meeting with Cen Mo were still discussing when they suddenly heard a woman's voice coming from the big boss's side, and they all fell silent.

As long as Song Yao is by Cen Mo's side, Cen Mo can give Song Yao everything, even bottomless indulgence. He put his hands around Song Yao's waist, put on the headphones again, and looked at what was sent from the other side of the conference room. Information, put on the headphones again, and said: "Continue talking, why are you listening?!"

Song Yao and Cen Mo noticed the vibration in Cen Mo's chest, thinking that Cen Mo was talking to her. She took off her earphones and stood up, looked at Cen Mo with lowered eyes and asked, "What?!"

"What?!" Cen Mo also looked confused.

The voices of women and Cen Mo were heard in the conference room, "Look at me and I look at you, you don't know whether you should continue."

"I just had my headphones on and didn't hear what you said clearly..." Song Yao looked at Cen Mo blankly with her big, clear eyes.

"I told them to continue the meeting, what happened?!"

Hearing this, Song Yao's eyes widened, she turned to look at the screen, lowered her voice and asked Cen Mo timidly: "Video conference?!"

"Conference call..." Cen Mo told the truth.

Song Yao's blood surged from his feet to the top of his head in an instant. He got down from Cen Mo in a panic and said dryly: "You are busy! You are busy!"

Cen Mo's dark eyes looked at Song Yao sitting in the corner of the sofa with a red face, holding a tablet computer and pretending to be serious but with her toes curled together in shame. She chuckled and continued to browse the information, intending to end the meeting as soon as possible. Soothe his little wife!

Song Yao watched the cartoon absentmindedly, and fell asleep before Cen Mo finished his work...

Song Yao's appetite has been okay since she became pregnant, but she always gets sleepy easily.

Cen Mo covered Song Yao with a blanket, and after the meeting, he gently carried Song Yao back to the room.

When Cen Mo came out of the hothouse midway, Song Yao vaguely opened his eyes. Cen Mo coaxed the pregnant woman in a low voice: "Go to sleep, I will carry you back to the room!"

Song Yao subconsciously tightened her arms around Cen Mo's neck, rested her head on Cen Mo's heart and closed her eyes in peace.

Cen Mo put Song Yao on the bed, covered her with a quilt and placed a kiss on her forehead. Then he quietly walked to the balcony and lit a cigarette.

When he was with Song Yao, Cen Mo always refrained from smoking, fearing that it would be bad for his children...

Before he finished smoking a cigarette, Cen Mo's phone vibrated in his pocket and he answered it.

Saihand's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Sir, the man was captured and beaten to death, but he was still unwilling to hand over the ashes of the young lady's husband. He insists on seeing you..."

Cen Mo exhaled a breath of mist, narrowed his eyes, lowered his eyes, put out the half-smoked cigarette on the balcony handrail, and said: "I'm coming!"

Coming in from the balcony, Cen Mo smelled of cigarette smoke and did not approach Song Yao. He just took a deep look at her, then left the room and walked downstairs to the basement.

…

In the basement, a man who had been beaten and dripping with blood was kneeling on the ground, shaking, blood dripping down the top of his head, his chin and the corners of his mouth.

Cen Mo was sitting on the sofa in the basement, his slender legs crossed, one hand lazily resting on the back of the sofa, a cigarette biting at the corner of his lips, his voice a bit vague...

Babies, today is the 9th! There are still five days until the end of the romance contest! I hope the babies will enthusiastically support Qianqian! Love you guys! ! ! ! ! ! !