One Hundred Days of Hidden Marriage: Young Emperor, spoiled by heaven!

Zhuang Chuchu sat in front of the huge glass window, playing with her mobile phone.Recalling the little things between her and Long Muyun, and the helpless situation yesterday, her eyes gradually dimmed.

Maybe she really couldn't go back, her eyes were covered with mist, and tears fell down drop by drop.

"Tuk Tuk."

A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

"Who is it?" Zhuang Chuchu got up and walked towards the door.

"Chuchu, it's me." Mo Nanchuan responded softly.

Zhuang Chuchu hurriedly wiped off the tears on her face, sniffed, "Here we come."

She opened the door and looked at Mo Nanchuan with a smile on her face, "Brother, why are you here?"

Looking at Zhuang Chuchu's strange expression and red eyes, Mo Nanchuan guessed that the girl must be crying.

"I heard that my family, Chuchu, was frightened yesterday, so I specially bought your favorite cake." He shook the bag in his hand.

Zhuang Chuchu burst out laughing, "Brother is the best for me." She hugged Mo Nanchuan, feeling a little warmth in her heart.

"Silly girl, tell brother if you have anything to do, don't keep wronging yourself." Mo Nanchuan fondled Zhuang Chuchu's head.

"I have my brother and Han Yu and many good friends to accompany me, so I feel very special and happy." Zhuang Chuchu rubbed against Mo Nanchuan's arms.

When Mo Nanchuan heard Han Yu's name, he was slightly taken aback, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "Silly girl, eat the cake quickly."

When Mo Nanchuan left, he saw Zhuang Chuchu who was sleeping soundly and smiled with relief. He closed the door carefully for fear of waking her up.

As soon as he went out, he took out his cell phone from his pocket, clicked on the address book, searched for Han Yu's name, and typed.

"Hello? Han Yu, do you have time? Let's meet up." Mo Nanchuan raised his eyebrows.

Han Yu on the other end of the phone seemed to be responding to something.

"Okay, see you at a coffee shop near you." Mo Nanchuan hung up the phone and set off for their agreed place.

Twenty minutes later, Mo Nanchuan came to the coffee shop and saw Han Yu who had been waiting for a long time. He opened the door and went in and sat opposite Han Yu.

Han Yu raised his head and smiled slightly: "Here, what do you want to drink?"

Mo Nanchuan raised his hand to signal the waiter to come over.

"Hello, sir, what do you need?" The waiter responded politely.

Mo Nanchuan pursed his lips, "A glass of iced Americano, thank you."

"What do you want from me?" Han Yu took a sip of his coffee.

"It's nothing, I just want to ask, what happened to Chuchu yesterday." Mo Nanchuan gently rubbed his fingers on the table.

Han Yu recalled what happened yesterday, and said in a deep voice, "I received a call from Chuchu yesterday, she cried and said she was in the mortuary of the Central Hospital, so I went to pick her up, and I don't know what happened before. Not sure."

"She called you crying?" Mo Nanchuan knew that when Chu Chu was most afraid, he must be looking for the closest person. He was not here yesterday, so he asked Han Yu to explain... Chu Chu cares about Han Yu very much.

Mo Nanchuan's eyes lit up, "Thank you yesterday for taking care of her and calling you when she was scared, she trusts you very much!"

Han Yu was very excited when he heard this, and a smile unconsciously formed the corner of his mouth.

Mo Nanchuan nodded in satisfaction after seeing it. Han Yu likes Chuchu.

"I hope you treat Chuchu well. I don't want to see her cry anymore. I just want her to be happy forever." Mo Nanchuan looked at Han Yu with a serious face. As for Long Muyun...he is no longer hopeful.

"I will treat Chu Chu well." Han Yu's eyes were sincere.