Ch. 111..120
Chapter 111: Little Ghost, Are You a Woman? In the bedroom.
Qiao Ruoxin’s mind was in total chaos; she really wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open.
As soon as Mo Chen entered, a pillow smashed fiercely towards him, but with a turn of his head, he dodged it effortlessly.
Then, another pillow hit him even harder.
“Mo Chen, it’s all your fault! I’ll never be able to face anyone again! That was your father just now, wasn’t it?”
The man walked to the bed and responded indifferently, “Mm.”
Upon hearing the dog man’s single ‘mm’, Qiao Ruoxin felt an urge to bite him to death!
The next second, she buried her face in the pillow and started crying out of frustration and embarrassment.
He sat down on the bed, leaned over to straighten her small face, and then his gaze collided with her wet, tearful eyes, her cheeks streaked with tears.
She was really crying?
Mo Chen took a tissue to wipe away her tears: “Why are you crying? It was unintentional.”
“But now your father will have that impression of me; how am I supposed to face him after this! It’s too embarrassing!” she sobbed with tears hanging from her eyelashes.
He frowned slightly and said sternly, “It’s his fault; he should be the one feeling embarrassed.”
“You still have the nerve to say that! Look what time it is! If you had gone to the company earlier, Uncle Mo wouldn’t have found his way here!”
Qiao Ruoxin tried to push the man’s body away, but she was pinned down by him and couldn’t move.
This dog man, he’s just too bad!
Mo Chen laughed out loud, his laughter doting, and he kissed her forehead, “Maybe I slept too comfortably with you, I forgot to get up.”
“…”
Caught off guard, Qiao Ruoxin bit his shoulder again, this time harder than the previous two times!
She wished she could bite off his shoulder!
The dog man let out a muffled groan, his voice lazy and husky, “Little Ghost, are you even a woman? Bite gently; it really hurts.”
“I wish it’d hurt you to death! Today is the most embarrassing day of my life!” After finishing her sentence, she couldn’t help but bite him again.
Mo Chen touched her head and said in a deep voice, “Your Uncle Mo has a lot on his plate; he will forget about this in no time.”
Finally, Qiao Ruoxin released his shoulder: “Really?”
“Mm.”
“Get up! I need to get ready for the practice room,” she tried to push Mo Chen away, but she was no match for the strength of the man.
Suddenly, the man’s expression darkened, and his voice dropped a few degrees colder, “Going dancing again? Do you fucking want me to pin you down for another night?”
“Lu Xingyu only spared three days, and you promised me! No going back on your word!”
“…”
His eyes narrowed slightly as he glared at the beautiful, stubborn, and infuriating face beneath him, “I really fucking want to kill you!”
“You made me lose so much face today; you have to compensate me!”
“Qiao Ruoxin! Don’t push your luck with me!” He was completely furious!
Qiao Ruoxin smiled slightly: “Why wouldn’t I take the chance when I can? Otherwise, you always think I’m easy to bully.”
Her mood had improved though her long eyelashes were still moist.
Mo Chen’s large hand suddenly grasped her slender waist, and he said sternly, “Little Ghost, wait and see how I deal with you in three days!”
She couldn’t help but shiver.
This dog man…
“Don’t let him touch you! Not even with his hands!” The man’s stance was adamantine, his voice chilling and menacing.
Qiao Ruoxin had no choice but to submit.
She obediently nodded, “I know, but don’t come sneaking around anymore; I can recognize you no matter what you wear because of your figure.”
The man’s eyebrows raised slightly, pleased by her words unexpectedly.
“You’re so familiar with my physique? Because you’ve experienced it firsthand?” His voice was hoarse, low, and rather suggestive.
Chapter 112: Don’t Make Me Say It a Third Time! Afternoon.
At MT Entertainment Company, inside the dance studio.
Qiao Ruoxin arrived half an hour early and was already practicing by herself to the music.
It was said that the song was written by Lu Xingyu himself, quite talented indeed.
“Ruoxin, you’re very diligent,”
Lu Xingyu was standing outside the door; he seemed to have been watching for a while.
She stopped and gave an awkward smile, “Performing on the same stage as Teacher Lu puts a lot of pressure on me. I’m afraid of being scolded by your fans and told to roll out of the entertainment industry.”
Lu Xingyu walked up to her, but she instinctively took a step back.
“What’s wrong?”
“Er, nothing. As a newcomer, it’s better if I keep some distance from you.” She was polite yet distant, mainly because the necklace was constantly monitoring her.
Lu Xingyu could feel her deliberately keeping her distance.
The man who was the center of attention had always been surrounded by women; when had he ever been given the cold shoulder like this?
The psychological gap was huge.
“Teacher Lu, I’m going to use the restroom, excuse me.”
Qiao Ruoxin nodded then turned and left.
…
She entered the restroom and turned the flashing red light of the necklace away, after all, it was the ladies’ restroom!
Just as Qiao Ruoxin closed the stall door, her phone rang.
It was Master Mo.
She answered the phone helplessly, “Hello…?”
“Turn the camera around!”
A trace of displeasure was mixed into the commanding tone.
This paranoid freak of a man!
“Master Mo, I’m in the restroom. Do you really want to watch?”
“…”
The freaking man!
Now he’s got nothing to say, has he?
Qiao Ruoxin chuckled, “Can I hang up now?”
What she never would have expected was that the man on the other end of the phone ordered again, “Turn the camera around! Don’t make me say it a third time!”
“…” She was about to faint from anger and shouted, “Mo Chen, can you not be so perverted?! This is the ladies’ restroom, and there are other women here!”
“You have five minutes.”
Beep… Beep…
The call ended, and Qiao Ruoxin also breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this bastard still had a bit of humanity.
When she returned to the dance studio, as she passed another studio, she saw Kong Ling and the leader of a third-rate girl group practicing.
Just a glance, and she saw Kong Ling getting slapped.
Really… so pathetic, always being bullied by others.
Qiao Ruoxin was about to go over when suddenly she was called out by the girl group leader, “Stop right there!”
She was slightly startled, then turned to look.
Seeing the girl group leader approaching her, taking a look over her from head to toe: “Are you Master Mo’s ex-girlfriend, Qiao Ruoxin?”
Qiao Ruoxin slightly lifted her chin up, “Yes, I am.”
“Just for the sake of debuting, you have no shame. Tying yourself to Master Mo trending all over the news every day, even if you debut, you won’t be popular for long…”
She narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, “I remember now, you’re the little star who had a scandal with Mo Chen two years ago?”
This man’s taste is really awful, having a scandal with this kind of woman???
“Heh… What scandal? That was a real underground fling. Stop harassing him, seeing the video of him pushing you away, even I felt embarrassed for you.”
Qiao Ruoxin couldn’t help but laugh, “You should feel embarrassed for yourself. You couldn’t even make it after having a scandal with him; there’s really no hope for you.”
After speaking, she coldly walked past.
“You! Who do you think you’re calling not popular! Such arrogance from a newcomer!”
Inside the dance studio, Kong Ling watched this scene; when would she ever be as confident and proud as Qiao Ruoxin?
Chapter 113: Little Ghost Has Become Much More Behaved Today Hengzhong Group, CEO’s Office.
Behind the large desk, Mo Chen leaned back in his swivel chair, staring at the image on the computer screen.
Little Ghost had been much more well-behaved today.
The corner of his mouth curled up as he switched the screen to his desktop and began his routine work as CEO.
There was a knock on the door, and he said in a deep voice, “Come in.”
Secretary Jiang entered with a folder in hand, “Mr. Mo, the senior management meeting can start at three o’clock this afternoon; we’re just waiting for you to come over.”
“Hmm.”
Then, he stood up, picked up his suit jacket, and put it on in one fluid motion, looking tall and handsome, oozing with charisma.
He seemed refreshed today, perhaps because he had slept well last night.
Secretary Jiang stood by, somewhat stunned.
One had to admit, their CEO was fiercely handsome, if only his temper weren’t so bad.
Secretary Jiang followed behind the man’s tall figure as they left the office.
…
Shortly after Mo Chen entered the meeting room, Mrs. Mo arrived at the company.
Secretary Jiang received her with great respect, “Madam, Mr. Mo is in the meeting room.”
“Hmm, it’s alright, you go ahead with your work, I’ll wait for him in the office.”
“Sure, Madam, would you like something to drink?”
Mrs. Mo walked over to the sofa in the reception area, sat down, and spoke indifferently, “Go make me a cup of tea.”
“Yes.”
Mrs. Mo was bored sitting alone, so she stood up and went behind the desk, sitting in the swivel chair.
Suddenly, she found a webpage opened on the computer screen. She clicked it with the mouse, and then saw this secretly filmed footage!
Mrs. Mo’s face instantly became shocked!
Her fingertips trembled uncontrollably, her heart sinking sharply.
It seemed to be secretly filmed from a woman’s perspective?
Could it be… that her son was truly psychologically disturbed?
At this moment, Secretary Jiang entered the office with a cup of tea, noticing Mrs. Mo sitting behind the desk with an ugly expression.
“Madam, your tea…”
Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Mo bellowed, “Get out!”
Secretary Jiang was startled and turned to leave immediately.
An hour later.
Mo Chen finally came out of the meeting room. Secretary Jiang quickly stepped forward and reported in a low voice, “Mr. Mo, Madam has arrived, and she looks very upset.”
The man’s brow furrowed slightly as he gave her a cold glance, “Don’t let anyone in.”
“Yes!”
He pushed open the door and upon entering, immediately saw the cup of tea on the coffee table in the reception area and his mother sitting on the sofa, crying.
A flicker of displeasure shot through his dark eyes as he asked in a heavy voice, “What’s wrong?”
Mrs. Mo looked up at him, “Would you continue your therapy with the psychologist? You’ll get better, don’t give up on yourself!”
Mo Chen frowned and sat down opposite her on the sofa, a thick shadow of indifference enveloping his handsome face, “Do you have something you want to discuss with me?”
Mrs. Mo became angry, “You little rascal! Even if you can’t touch women, this kind of peeping isn’t acceptable! Are you really psychologically disturbed?”
Peeping?
The man raised an eyebrow slightly, looked at the computer on the desk, and said coldly, “Did you touch my computer?”
“What? Can’t I look? Look at what you’ve turned into now!”
Mo Chen replied calmly and slowly, “That’s the company’s new product in testing.”
Suddenly, Mrs. Mo was taken aback.
After a long moment, Mrs. Mo questioned with suspicion, “Really? Don’t lie to me!”
Mo Chen remained silent, watching his mother with an unwavering expression.
Mrs. Mo wiped away her tears, “Fine, then I’ll trust you. Your father and I are going on an international visit; we’ll leave the company matters to you. Be careful.”
“Hmm, I know.”
Mrs. Mo stared at him for a while longer, then turned and left the office.
As the door closed, the man let out a snort of laughter, his long, well-defined fingers touching his forehead.
Not punishing Little Ghost would be an acceptance of this humiliation!
Chapter 114: Little Ghost, I heard you, you’re cursing me in your heart 8 PM.
Qiao Ruoxin had finally finished her day’s practice.
After she got into the back seat of the car, she said with surprise, “Why are you here!”
She hadn’t expected Mo Chen to also be in the car!
The man leaned one arm on the car window, his slender fingers resting on his forehead as he glanced at her startled expression and said in a deep voice, “I’m here to punish you.”
Qiao Ruoxin looked confused, “What did I do wrong this time? I think I was pretty well-behaved today!”
She had maintained her distance from Lu Xingyu at all times, wasn’t that enough?
No wonder she had seen the bodyguard standing outside the car, refusing to get in.
“Come here and hug me,” the dog of a man commanded once again.
Qiao Ruoxin slightly raised her proud chin, “I’ve been dancing all day, I’m covered in sweat, don’t you mind?”
This dog of a man was seriously germophobic!
“Hmm.”
She spread her slender arms and hugged the man, burying her small face in his chest.
“Mo Chen, why do you want to punish me?”
The man embraced her slender figure, caressing her romantically long, curly hair with a lazy, deep voice, “Little Ghost, my mom went to the office today and saw the surveillance footage of the necklace. She thought I was mentally deranged and cried.”
Qiao Ruoxin’s body instantly stiffened.
The next second, she burst out laughing, “Hahahaha…”
As he heard her laugh so joyfully, Mo Chen’s face turned a few shades uglier, his large hand pinching her slim waist, “Is it that funny?”
“Hahahaha… Mo Chen, your mother must be so heartbroken, thinking her son has become a peeping tom, hahahaha…”
Qiao Ruoxin laughed so hard that she couldn’t catch her breath.
She could almost imagine how upset Mrs. Mo must have felt.
Mo Chen slightly narrowed his eyes, watching her schadenfreude, and the next second pretended to tear off her skirt.
“Ah! Don’t!”
Qiao Ruoxin’s laughter stopped abruptly as she grabbed the man’s mischievous hand, panic filling her eyes.
The corners of the man’s mouth curved into an evil smile, “Still laughing?”
“No more laughter, no more, don’t mess around! There are so many pedestrians outside!”
Her eyes brimming with watery tenderness, she held onto the man, rubbing against his chest like a little kitten.
Mo Chen’s large hand landed heavily on her pert bottom, his voice cold, “So you’re happy that I was mistaken for a perverted voyeur?”
“No, not at all…”
Well, he was a perverted voyeur after all!
The dog of a man almost didn’t let her go to the bathroom in peace!
The man’s long fingers grasped her chin, looking straight into her clear eyes, “Little Ghost, I heard you. You were cursing me in your mind.”
Qiao Ruoxin blinked, “Mo Chen, can you read minds? You know that too?”
Mo Chen immediately flew into a rage, his abrupt irritability bubbling, “Are you really cursing me in your mind? Calling me a perverted voyeur?”
Done for!
The volcano had erupted!
There was only one move that could tame him.
The next second, Qiao Ruoxin took the initiative, fiercely kissing the dog of a man’s thin lips.
Mo Chen’s dark eyes widened slightly before his large hand clutched her head, deepening the kiss.
After the kiss ended, she smiled slightly, gazing at his handsome face, “Still angry?”
“Hmm, a bit, kiss a bit longer?” the man’s voice was hoarse and sexy.
“Mmm…”
Before Qiao Ruoxin could refuse, she was kissed by the man once again, as he pinned her down on the back seat of the car.
The dog of a man was indeed a dog!
Then, Mo Chen’s low voice reached her ears, “Little Ghost, your waist is quite flexible.”
Chapter 115: Shut up! I don’t want to talk to you! When the bodyguard returned to the car and drove off, Qiao Ruoxin’s long hair had already become disheveled.
With a resentful look in her eyes, she turned to the man next to her, “It’s all your fault, my hair’s a mess.”
Mo Chen, however, touched her head and said in a deep voice, “Disheveled beauty.”
She snorted coldly, “Is your shoulder healed? Or do you want to add some new injuries?”
The man chuckled, “Like biting people so much? Can you bite somewhere else?”
“…”
She really wanted to cover this man’s mouth and snapped, “Shut up! I don’t want to talk to you!”
The car slowly stopped outside Mansion Number Seven.
Mo Chen looked at her, “Little Ghost, go back and take a bath, have dinner, and go to sleep. I won’t be coming back tonight; I’ll go to the warm springs with you tomorrow evening.”
“Do you have official business to attend to?”
“Yes.”
Qiao Ruoxin couldn’t help but act spoiled, hugging him, “Mo Chen, drink less.”
“Little Ghost, are you ready?” he asked, lowering his head close to her ear.
Her cheeks instantly turned red, and she pushed the man away, “What’s there to prepare for? It’s not like I’ve never been to the warm springs before.”
Mo Chen burst into laughter, his slender fingers pinched her tender cheek, “Be good, call me if anything comes up.”
“Yeah, got it!”
The man got out of the car and left.
She rolled down the window, watched his retreating figure, then waved her hand.
…
Returning to Mansion One of the Jiang Estate.
Qiao Ruoxin took a bath, and then saw that the bodyguards had already laid out the meal they had ordered for her in the dining room.
“Miss Qiao, since it’s late, Mr. Mo asked us to order a meal for you.”
“Yeah, it’s fine, it’s all dishes I like to eat.”
While eating, she asked, “Do you know why Mr. Mo isn’t coming home tonight?”
The bodyguard replied in a deep voice, “I don’t know. I am now only responsible for your safety, and I’m not too clear about Mr. Mo’s matters.”
“Oh… That’s fine, you can go now.”
She couldn’t help but feel a bit strange. What exactly was Mo Chen busy with?
So busy that he wouldn’t come home for the night? With his severe germophobia, could he really sleep or stay comfortable outside?
…
Mansion Number Seven, VIP room.
Mo Chen sat on the single-seater sofa, looking at the psychologist opposite him, and said coldly, “What would be the consequences if I touched a woman before I’ve overcome my psychological barriers?”
“There are two possibilities, the first is that nothing would happen, and maybe from then on, the demon in your mind would disappear. The second, the condition might worsen, and you could potentially break down mentally, but to be specific, it’s hard to say.”
The man’s dark eyes dimmed a bit, his attitude cold and calm, “Give me twice the dosage of the medication.”
“Mr. Mo, are you sure you want to do this? Taking too much of these drugs can have side effects.”
Mo Chen let out a scornful laugh, “Just this once.”
“All right.”
If he really wanted to keep Qiao Ruoxin by his side for life, he had to force himself to heal.
Otherwise, how long could that Little Ghost endure?
Mo Chen looked at the pile of pills, his gaze severe, lips tightly pursed.
He swallowed all of the medication and drank half a glass of water.
He leaned back on the sofa, closing his eyes.
Images from that video flashed through his mind again, men and women entwined together.
The faces were still unclear, but the woman’s earlobe wearing Starfish Earrings was visible.
The psychologist beside him hinted, “Forget those memories; perhaps they’re just some scenes you saw unintentionally that have nothing to do with you. There’s no need to torture yourself with them.”
Chapter 116: Hot Spring Bath Tonight The next day, early morning.
Qiao Ruoxin stretched lazily, got up in a daze, and went to the bathroom to freshen up.
Then, wearing her robe, she came to the master bedroom, only to find that Mo Chen hadn’t come back yet!
What could he possibly be doing?
She changed into a set of clothes and went downstairs to the dining room, pulling out a chair to sit.
The housekeeper served breakfast in front of her, a simple American breakfast.
“Auntie, has Mo Chen not been home all night? Will he be back today?”
“I don’t know about that.”
Qiao Ruoxin took a sip of orange juice: “It’s okay, you can go ahead with your work.”
Swimming in the hot spring tonight…
Just thinking about it was kind of awkward.
Honestly, she had never bathed in a hot spring with Mo Chen before.
Picking up her phone, she dialed Lan Ke’s number: “Ake, could you prepare a set of swimwear for me? I’m going to take a dip in the hot springs.”
“Are you okay? Just go directly into the hot spring, what do you need swimwear for?”
“No, I mean, I’m going with Mo Chen.”
“Then you need even less to wear.”
Qiao Ruoxin was regretting making this call: “Anyway, just prepare for me, someone will come to pick it up later, I need it for tonight.”
After she spoke, she hung up the phone directly.
…
The entire day went by without a call from Mo Chen, which felt a bit strange.
Qiao Ruoxin completed her dance practice for the day. The rest was up to her now, with over half a month left until the debut night at the end of the month.
“Teacher Lu, I’m leaving now. See you on debut night, I’ll practice hard.”
Lu Xingyu looked at her: “Won’t you stay for dinner? Next time we meet it’ll be for the stage rehearsal.”
She smiled faintly: “No thanks, I have something else tonight, thank you.”
Having said that, without giving Lu Xingyu a chance to respond, she turned and left the dance studio.
She left MT Entertainment and got into the car.
The chauffeur told her: “Miss Qiao, Mr. Mo has instructed us to take you to the Mo Family Estate.”
Her heart skipped a beat.
Could it be that they were going to bathe in the hot spring at the Mo Family Estate?
It makes sense, a man like Mo Chen with severe germophobia wouldn’t possibly go to an outside hot spring hotel.
“Oh, I’ll take a nap; wake me up when we arrive.”
Qiao Ruoxin glanced out the car window.
The sky had darkened, and the entire city had plunged into darkness, the neon lights flickering.
One hour later.
The car slowly entered the Mo Family Estate, stopping on a lawn, and the chauffeur glanced at the sleeping Qiao Ruoxin in the back seat.
“Miss Qiao, we’ve arrived.”
Qiao Ruoxin opened her eyes and then saw the butler help her open the car door.
After alighting from the car, the chauffeur handed her a box: “This is the item you asked me to retrieve from Miss Lan Ke.”
“Thank you.”
The butler, courteous and genteel, nodded at her: “Miss Qiao, Mr. Mo has instructed me to take you to meet him at the hot spring.”
“Let’s go.”
Hugging the box, Qiao Ruoxin followed the butler to the artificial open-air hot spring within the Mo Family Estate.
Why did she suddenly start feeling a bit nervous?
She arrived in the changing room and opened the box, only to widen her eyes in shock.
This Lan Ke!
She had actually gotten her a super sexy bikini!
Damn!
What’s the difference between wearing this and wearing nothing?
Qiao Ruoxin took out the white polka-dot bikini, her gaze filled with hesitation.
She might as well wear it; it was better than wearing nothing.
Suddenly, her phone rang, startling her.
It was a call from Mo Chen.
She picked up the phone and held it to her ear: “Mo Chen, Brother…”
“Little Ghost, can’t you undress, or do you not want to come over?”
“I’ll be ready in a moment, wait for me.”
Beep… beep…
With that, she hung up the phone.
What an impatient man! What’s the rush?
Not an ounce of patience.
Chapter 117: Have you been drinking? Outdoor hot spring.
Mo Chen, shirtless, leaned against the edge, with the mist swirling around him as the hot spring water submerged his chest muscles.
There was also a bottle of whiskey on the huge rock by the shore, only half-full now.
The man’s dark eyes had a hint of haziness, clearly a bit intoxicated.
Suddenly, footsteps came from behind.
He turned to look.
Qiao Ruoxin, wrapped in a white towel, approached, her long hair casually tied up into a somewhat messy bun, a few stray locks falling onto her shoulders, exuding a bit of subtle sexiness.
She slowly approached the hot spring and leaned in a spot quite far from Mo Chen.
The man squinted slightly, watching her delicate and pretty face, “Come over here, why stay so far away?”
Qiao Ruoxin then moved a few centimeters closer in that direction.
He laughed in disdain, finding it somewhat ridiculous, “Closer.”
“Is it necessary to be so close just to soak in the hot spring?” she blinked innocently.
Mo Chen burst into an angry laugh, this Little Ghost was doing it on purpose, right?
“Do you think I just want to soak in the hot spring with you?” His voice sounded even more sensual and languid in the hot temperature.
“What else?”
Only then did he notice the delicate straps on Qiao Ruoxin’s shoulders, what was she wearing, exactly?
With a long arm, he pulled her abruptly to his side, looking down at the towel on her body, and those delicate straps on her shoulders.
“If you’re here to soak in the hot spring, why wear so much?” His tone carried a hint of displeasure.
Qiao Ruoxin looked away guiltily, “None of your business!”
Mo Chen’s slender fingers lifted the delicate strap on her shoulder, “What’s this?”
“Don’t touch! Don’t rip it off!” She swatted away his hand and dodged to the side.
A smile tugged at his lips as he pinched her cheek, “Little Ghost, are you or aren’t you being pretentious?”
Qiao Ruoxin haughtily huffed, “If I didn’t have even this little pretense, it would mean I’m selling myself.”
“…”
Well, she had a point.
Mo Chen suddenly leaned close to her ear, his voice low, “Little Ghost, brother here isn’t wearing anything.”
She snorted disdainfully, “The parts a man needs to cover aren’t up there.”
“Don’t believe it?” He raised his eyebrows slightly.
The next second.
The man grabbed her small hand and pulled it into the water.
Qiao Ruoxin’s face shifted from resistance to shock, her eyes widening as she stared at the handsome face before her.
She quickly withdrew her hand and cursed angrily, “Mo Chen, you’re a pervert!”
But the man just laughed softly, his laughter filled with pleasure, “What are you afraid of? It’s not like you haven’t used it before.”
“This is your home. Your parents live here too!”
“They’ve gone abroad.”
“…”
Flawless!
No wonder he invited her to the Mo Family Estate to soak in the hot spring.
Strange, why was there suddenly a guilt, like those childhood times when she caused mischief at home with friends while her parents were out?
Qiao Ruoxin suddenly spotted the bottle of whiskey on the huge rock beside her.
She leaned close to the man’s face and sniffed, “Have you been drinking?”
Her heart suddenly sank.
Why did this damn man drink?
To numb himself by getting drunk???
Mo Chen looked at her suddenly close face, his voice a blur, “Yeah…”
Then, he easily stripped off the towel wrapped around her.
Qiao Ruoxin was momentarily startled.
There was silence in the air for about ten seconds.
Mo Chen looked at the bikini under her towel, his dark eyes turbulently churning, his gaze darkening.
Fuck…
That’s even worse than being naked!
It’s damn fatal!
He sneered, “Dressing like that, aren’t you showing it all for me? What are you hiding for?”
Chapter 118: Mo Chen Spits Blood Qiao Ruoxin subconsciously turned to put some distance between herself and him.
Unexpectedly, the man grasped her slender arm, rendering her immobile.
“I had Lan Ke prepare a swimsuit for me, but for some reason, she’s lost her mind and got me a bikini.”
Her tone was full of complaints.
Mo Chen chuckled softly, “It looks pretty good, Bai Junyan’s woman has a good eye.”
“Why are you drinking? To embolden yourself?”
The man’s face darkened slightly, “Little Ghost, don’t expose me.”
“When you’re back to normal…”
Before Qiao Ruoxin could finish, the man coldly interrupted her, “I can’t wait anymore. It’s been two years since I touched you, and you haven’t even been with me for two years!”
“…”
Who’s being too much here?
Isn’t it all for his own good?
Damn man!
The next second, Mo Chen pulled her into his arms, his long fingers gripping her jaw as he bent down to kiss her.
Gentle and lingering, hard to part with.
“Little Ghost, from the moment I saw you when you came back this time, I’ve wanted you, and I haven’t stopped wanting you.”
Mist swirled in the hot spring, and the silence of the night deepened the ambiguous atmosphere here.
Qiao Ruoxin startled, then cursed angrily, “You’re a pervert. Not seeing me for two years, and the first thing you think of when you do is that? How can you be so filthy!”
But the damn man’s gaze was fixed on her collarbone, he said in a deep voice, “Just tell me if you can or can’t do it!”
Damn!
Damn man!
“You’re so annoying!”
She pushed the man’s tall body away and turned around, trying to leave the hot spring.
But Mo Chen caught her and pressed her against a boulder, forcibly kissing her lips.
Suddenly!
Scenes from those disgusting videos flashed in his mind, still images of men and women tangled together.
He clutched his forehead, his handsome face enduring agony, a splitting headache!
Qiao Ruoxin noticed his suddenly pale face and couldn’t help but support him, “Brother Mo Chen, are you alright? Let’s just forget it! We can talk about it later… It’s not suitable for you right now…”
Broken memories flooded into the man’s mind.
His head hurt as if it were going to explode!
Images from the videos…
Images of drag racing…
Images of a car accident…
And the image of Qiao Ruoxin sending him a breakup text message…
They assaulted his brain, as if to tear it apart.
But Mo Chen, clinging to the last shred of sanity, looked at the tearful little face before him and pulled her into his arms roughly.
He hissed in her ear through gritted teeth, “No matter what, you’re not getting away tonight!”
Qiao Ruoxin was rigid, tears streaming down her face.
Absolutely sick!
Obsessive and perverted to the extreme!
…
Four in the morning.
Qiao Ruoxin lay on a soft, fluffy bed.
She couldn’t remember how she ended up in bed, only that the damn man was frenzied.
Practically wanting to kill her.
She couldn’t even muster the strength to move.
Mo Chen’s figure was not beside her; where had he gone?
She sat up lifelessly, feeling as if her bones would fall apart.
Glancing down, she saw kiss marks all over her body.
Qiao Ruoxin put on a bathrobe, intending to go out and check, but unexpectedly, a knock sounded on the bedroom door, “Miss Qiao! Miss Qiao! Master Mo is coughing up blood!”
She stiffened, barely able to stand steady.
She yanked open the door abruptly, “What did you say?”
“Master Mo is coughing up blood!”
“Where!”
The maid led her to the bedroom where Mo Chen was, and the moment Qiao Ruoxin entered the bedroom, she felt an unprecedented despair.
Her tears flowed out in an instant.
Because she saw Mo Chen lying on the bed pale as death, bent over the edge of the bed vomiting blood onto the carpet, blood that was a stark red!
Chapter 119: But I Just Want to Qiao Ruoxin strode over and supported his now towering but weakened body, “How could you let yourself get like this!”
The man leaned on the bed, his breathing erratic, coughed twice, and with a low, hoarse voice said, “This is probably the price to pay for the pleasure afterward.”
“Are you sick or something? You know you can’t handle it! Why must you do this! Does this make you feel good? Do you actually enjoy torturing yourself?”
She really wanted to turn around and leave.
But Mo Chen weakly grasped her small hand, his dark eyes staring intently at her, “Want to hear the truth?”
“…”
Ruoxin’s eyes were cold, really not wanting to bother with this damn man.
He let out a self-mocking snort, “Actually, the pain and torment are a little more than the satisfaction received.”
“Then why continue… Like this! You’re really sick!”
Qiao Ruoxin was truly angry!
She shook off the man’s hand, but it was grasped tightly again, preventing her from leaving.
In this moment, Mo Chen was so weak; it must have taken all his strength.
“But I want to, is there anything more convincing than the words ‘I want’?”
“…”
Qiao Ruoxin picked up a towel to wipe the fresh blood from his chin.
His chin was smeared with blood, as was the robe on his chest.
Blood was everywhere…
The tips of Qiao Ruoxin’s fingers couldn’t help trembling.
“Mo Chen, let’s go to the hospital, vomiting so much blood is serious…”
Mo Chen let her wipe away the blood, his voice weak and hoarse, “It’s nothing, just side effects.”
She paused slightly, “What side effects? What have you done?”
“Took a double dose of some pills to stabilize my mood,” he said nonchalantly.
Qiao Ruoxin was first stunned, then completely furious.
She threw the white towel stained with blood on him, stood up furiously, “I told you not to take the medicine! Don’t you understand? Mo Chen! I’ve had enough of you! I don’t want you anymore! Just go die for all I care! If you die, I’ll just find another man! There are plenty of men in the world! I don’t need you at all!”
The moment Qiao Ruoxin turned to leave,
A dull thud came from behind her.
She stiffened, quickly turned her head back, and saw Mo Chen fall onto the carpet, vomiting blood again.
She immediately turned around and rushed to help him up, but the man embraced her in his arms, his grip very tight, as if he wanted to merge her into his flesh and blood.
Mo Chen’s dominant and authoritative voice rang in her ear, “Take another step and see what happens, I’ll break your legs!”
“Alright, alright, I won’t leave, just don’t move recklessly, okay!”
Qiao Ruoxin’s tears kept flowing, her voice tinged with a slight sob.
He released her from his embrace, looking at the tears on her face, “Crying?”
“…”
But Mo Chen chuckled softly, “Crying because of me?”
“Yes.”
“Then keep crying for a while.”
The man lay on the carpet, holding her, soft as a boneless body, closing his eyes, remembering everything that happened last night.
The smile on his lips grew thicker, even though his proud chin was still smeared with fresh blood.
He had to have what he wanted.
Otherwise, he himself didn’t know what he might do.
“You aren’t doing this just to see me cry, are you? Are you sick?!”
“You might as well think so.”
“…”
Qiao Ruoxin bit down unforgivingly on his shoulder again, compounding the new injuries with the old.
Unexpectedly, a deep voice came from near her ear, “I bit you last night too.”
Chapter 120: I’m Not That Weak! Running water echoed from the bathroom.
Qiao Ruoxin stood outside the door, waiting for Mo Chen to finish his bath.
She had dragged this scoundrel back to her bedroom, urging him to take a shower to wash off the bloodstains.
Suddenly, the bathroom door opened.
Mo Chen stepped out wearing a black robe, his short, damp hair slightly disheveled.
She handed him mouthwash, “Here, lemon-flavored mouthwash.”
The man glanced at her indifferently, his voice deep, “I don’t like it.”
“I like it! Hurry up!”
“…”
Mo Chen looked at her for three seconds, then took the mouthwash and went to the sink to rinse his mouth.
Qiao Ruoxin grabbed a hairdryer and stood next to the single sofa in front of the window, waiting.
“Come here, I’ll help you dry your hair.”
Mo Chen’s tall, handsome figure approached her, nearly blocking all her light, and then he sat on the single sofa.
Her small hands wove through his hair, gently drying it.
Ten minutes later, she turned off the hairdryer.
“Mo Chen, let’s sleep, I’ll stay with you. If you feel uncomfortable, tell me right away.”
The man snorted derisively, letting out a contemptuous chuckle, “I’m not that weak!”
He pulled Qiao Ruoxin into his embrace, seated her on his long legs, and looked straight into her eyes, his voice suddenly softened a bit, “Feeling better now?”
???
She looked puzzled, “Huh? What?”
Then she quickly understood, growing angry, “You have the nerve to ask? Shameless!”
He laughed, his hand stroking her head, his dark eyes filled with affection.
“You’re only concerned about me now, don’t you think it’s too late?” Unable to hold back, she bit into the scoundrel’s shoulder again!
A muffled grunt came from the man.
“Getting a bit out of control,” the man’s lazy, sensual voice said.
She tried to get up but was held tight by Mo Chen, unable to move.
She muttered softly, “Didn’t you take medicine to stabilize your mood? And you’re still vomiting so much blood…”
Mo Chen spoke in a deep voice, “Men are all the same.”
“…”
Qiao Ruoxin got up and left his embrace, sitting on the bed beside him, her gaze fixed on the man’s handsome face, “Have you ever considered that maybe you don’t really love me? It’s just possessiveness? I feel like you just enjoy sleeping with me.”
As soon as these words came out.
Mo Chen became furious, his temper flaring, “You don’t know shit!”
She was startled but had to pretend to be calm, “Then tell me, we never really communicated before, what do you like about me? Isn’t it just the looks? The most I used to say to you was ‘big brother.’
The man was driven to laughter, lit a cigarette, and rested it between his lips, blowing a stream of smoke her way.
Through the smoke, Qiao Ruoxin saw his face became even more seductive, edged with a trace of fierceness.
This scoundrel’s presence was very strong, as was his dominance.
He leaned back on the single sofa and spoke in a deep voice, “Little Ghost, men have only one standard when looking at a woman: whether they want to sleep with her or not.”
What was this unabashed tone supposed to mean?
Very proud? Very self-satisfied?
“Do you find that something to be proud of? Are all men this shameless?”
Mo Chen took a drag of his cigarette, the smoke swirling around him, his voice lazy, “It’s quite shameless.”
He actually admitted it?
Scoundrel, indeed!