1000 How Could a Mere Su Huan Be Compared to His Precious Little Nephew Tuan Tuan? (1/2)

Fu Huai'an looked at Cen Mo with his deep eyes, his low and rich voice calm yet particularly imposing.

Although it wasn't deliberate on Fu Huai'an's part, his imposing aura had an oppressing effect on one's nerves. Saihand nearly subconsciously answered. He had already raised his foot, but he still returned to his senses and looked towards Cen Mo, a questioning look in his eyes.

Seeing Cen Mo nod, Saihand then said respectfully to Song Yao, ”Madam… I'll send you upstairs!”

Song Yao nodded, her fists slightly clenched by her sides. She then looked towards Fu Huai'an and smiled, a look of gratitude in her eyes.

”Xiao Nuan, take Tuan Tuan to the car first!” Fu Huai'an placed a hand on Lin Nuan's slender waist, his voice gentle.

Cen Mo gazed at Fu Huai'an, the hint of a smile on his lips particularly terrifying.

Although he didn't know what Fu Huai'an was going to say to him, Cen Mo had always had acute senses…

Since coming back, be it the way Lin Nuan looked at Song Yao or the way Song Yao looked at Fu Huai'an, Cen Mo could guess that what Fu Huai'an was about to say to him had something to do with Su Huan!

Early on, when he got together with Song Yao, Cen Mo had checked on her…

He knew that Song Yao's ex-boyfriend Su Huan and Lin Nuan knew each other. Although they weren't close friends, they were acquainted.

Add that to how Song Yao had asked him for a phone to call Lin Nuan, plus how Fu Huai'an's assistant Little Lu, who usually stuck by Fu Huai'an's side, wasn't around, and if Cen Mo still had no idea, he'd be a fool!

Just now, the call Saihand received, Cen Mo guessed… perhaps was about Fu Huai'an's assistant getting Su Huan out of the police station.

”I'm taking Su Huan with me…” Fu Huai'an said to Cen Mo.

Cen Mo looked at Fu Huai'an, his lips arched coldly. ”Mr. Fu… are you pitting yourself against me?”

”Since seeing him makes you uncomfortable, why do you want to keep him in Morocco…” Fu Huai'an walked to Cen Mo. ”I'll take him back home and won't let him be an eyesore before you and Song Yao in Morocco. Song Yao is pregnant now and shouldn't overthink or worry, so you've got to give in to her.”

Cen Mo said nothing. Fu Huai'an continued, ”Everyone has a past, Xiao Nuan too. If I kept picking on Wen Moshen, Xiao Nuan and I wouldn't have such a deep relationship now. The secret to getting along as a married couple… is to forget each other's past and only look forward to a shared future!”

Lin Nuan had once loved Wen Moshen deeply. For that man, she even disregarded her life and went to Iraq. But now, Fu Huai'an and her were indeed a loving couple. The lovey-dovey atmosphere when the two were around, even an outsider like Cen Mo could see it.

Forget about each other's past and only look forward to a shared future?

But Cen Mo wasn't certain if Song Yao was willing to have a future with him…

Cen Mo didn't know if Lin Nuan had once tried time and again to run away from Fu Huai'an, so he wasn't certain if what Fu Huai'an said was right.

Fu Huai'an raised his hand and lifted his sleeve to glance at his watch. ”At this time, Little Lu should have fetched him and be rushing to the airport. Stop immersing yourself in the past! After I take him away, Song Yao and Su Huan's past will end…”

Fu Huai'an then patted Cen Mo on his shoulder before leaving.

Cen Mo stared at Fu Huai'an's back view and watched as he pulled open the car door and got into the car. He wasn't as angry as he thought he would be.

Saihand came downstairs and walked briskly to Cen Mo. He said in a hushed voice, ”Sir, Mr. Su Huan has been taken away by someone. The news I got was that there was pressure from the superiors… They had no choice but to release him!”

Cen Mo let out a long exhale. With both hands in his pockets, he nodded. ”Mm, I got it…”

”Then, Sir, do you want to… detain him?” Saihand testingly asked.

Saihand knew how much Cen Mo minded that Mr. Su Huan. What Saihand meant by ”detain” was detaining him using their methods!