Ch. 131..140
Chapter 131: Not Married to Me Yet, and You Want to Control Me? Outside the car window, night had fallen, and the entire city was enshrouded in darkness.
Mo Chen tilted his head down and kissed her slender swan neck, his voice hoarse to the extreme, “Little Ghost, no regrets allowed.”
“Why would I regret? Unless you have other bad habits, like domestic violence or something?”
In an instant, the amorous atmosphere was destroyed.
He responded coldly, “Not only do I enjoy domestic violence, but I also take pleasure in abusing women in bed.”
Qiao Ruoxin pulled away from his embrace, disbelief written all over her face, “You have that kink too? Mo Chen, you’re so scary… ”
The man snorted derisively, “Regretting now? It’s too late.”
She smiled lightly, her slender fingers caressing the man’s chin, “No regrets. We can abuse each other and see who has the colder heart.”
“…”
The next second.
Mo Chen pinned her down on the back seat of the car, held her face gently, and kissed her slowly, very tenderly and carefully.
She closed her eyes, actively responding to Mr. Mo’s kisses.
Her slender arms wrapped around the man’s body.
Suddenly, someone knocked on the car window.
Mr. Mo quickly pulled away from her lips and sat up straight.
Qiao Ruoxin couldn’t help but steal a chuckle, then slowly sat up and tidied up her disheveled long hair.
The man rolled down the window. His bodyguard, Xiaowu, stood outside, “Mr. Mo, are we heading back now?”
“Yes.”
“To Jiang Mansion No.1, or to the Mo Family Estate?”
“Home.”
“Understood.”
Xiaowu got into the driver’s seat and drove slowly out of the parking garage.
In the back seat, Qiao Ruoxin looked at the man beside her; his gloomy face expressed discontent and desire.
Leaning close to his ear, she whispered softly, “We can continue when we get back.”
Mo Chen’s brows slightly rose as he looked at her clear, distinct eyes and let out an involuntary laugh.
His large hand grasped her small one and then felt the bracelet ‘Mermaid’s Tears’ on her wrist. She was indeed wearing it all the time, such a good girl.
“Do you really like this bracelet?”
Qiao Ruoxin looked down at her wrist and said, “Yeah, it’s beautiful and holds a special meaning. I really like it.”
His fingers caressed her slender wrist, but his gaze lingered on her ring finger.
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The Mo Family Estate.
After taking a shower, Qiao Ruoxin searched the bedroom and didn’t find Mr. Mo.
Finally, she saw the man standing on the terrace, smoking.
He wore a dark green robe, black sleeping pants, with a cigarette in his mouth amidst swirling smoke.
A hint of minty tobacco fragrance spread through the air.
She tiptoed over, hugged the man’s body from behind, and said in a soft voice, “Mo Chen, I want to smoke too.”
Mo Chen looked down, took her hand, and pulled her in front of him, saying sternly, “If you dare smoke, I’ll hit you.”
“Then why do you smoke?”
“I’m a man; it’s different.”
Qiao Ruoxin hummed proudly and snatched the cigarette from his lips. She took a drag, then ended up choking on it.
“Cough cough… cough cough…”
The man chuckled lowly, snubbed out the cigarette in an ashtray, and pulled her into his embrace, “Serves you right!”
“What’s so good about smoking? You’re not allowed to smoke anymore either.”
Mo Chen looked down at her delicate face and said in a deep voice, “Planning to control me before even marrying me?”
“So if I marry you, I can control you?”
“Yes, my woman can certainly control me.”
She laughed lightly.
“Little Ghost, when do you plan to marry me?” His voice, against the backdrop of the night, was lazy and seductive.
“Depends on how you perform.”
Mo Chen frowned, grabbed her chin, “Performance in bed?”
“…”
This man’s train of thought was indeed unique; could he think of anything else besides this???
Chapter 132: Watching Uncle Mo’s Growth Record Video Qiao Ruoxin pushed the man’s chest and uttered a light hum, “Do you only like my body or what? Why do you always think about how to sleep with me all day in your head?”
The man’s dark eyes paused slightly before he replied in a deep voice, “Are you angry?”
“Mhm,” she responded without any niceties.
He once again pulled the Little Ghost forcefully into his embrace, holding her soft, boneless body, chin resting on the top of her head, “Behave, brother likes all of you.”
A smile appeared on the corners of Qiao Ruoxin’s mouth.
“Mo Chen brother, I want to see when you were little too! You’ve seen me when I was 12, but I know nothing about your childhood!”
She suddenly looked up into the man’s deep, oceanic eyes.
Mo Chen frowned slightly, “Do you really want to see?”
“Yeah! Uncle Mo and the others must have taken lots of videos documenting your growth, show me.”
For a Crown Prince who was pampered from childhood, such records of growth were indispensable.
…
In the garden.
Qiao Ruoxin took her seat once again in this open-air movie setting, watching the images flicker across the movie screen.
The man sat beside her, draping an arm around her slender waist, fingers stroking back and forth, comfortably and lazily.
The first image captured a newborn baby, pink and tender, lying in a crib sleeping sweetly.
She couldn’t help but laugh, “Is this you when you were just born?”
Mo Chen answered lightly, “Mhm.”
“You look like a little girl… So pink and tender.”
“…”
The screen displayed Mo Tian holding a newborn Mo Chen, a smile of paternal warmth on his face.
“Uncle Mo was so handsome when he was young!” she exclaimed, although Uncle Mo was still imposing and dashing now, he was truly tall and handsome in his youth.
She was focused on watching the screen, but the man beside her was concentrating on the upward curve of her lips.
So lively and vivid, like a ray of light in the darkness.
Suddenly, the screen switched to Mo Chen’s time in kindergarten, and Qiao Ruoxin felt her heart melt.
“Mo Chen brother, you were so adorable when you were little…”
Around three or four years old, wearing his kindergarten uniform, sporting a sulky little face, he was intentionally pushing away a little girl who was close to him.
“Hahaha… Why were you so naughty? What were you thinking about at that time?”
Qiao Ruoxin raised her head to look at the man beside her, only to lock eyes with his dark pupils.
“I forgot.”
Mo Chen suddenly picked her up and settled her in his lap.
In fact, this was how things normally were two years ago when they were together; whenever he saw this Little Ghost, he couldn’t possibly let her sit still.
He would always hold her, kiss her, tease her.
Qiao Ruoxin was engrossed in watching Mo Grandpa’s growth records, too occupied to mind him, allowing him to have his way.
Then, she felt a series of kisses land densely on her collarbone, tickling her.
“Stop it, I’m watching…”
Before she could finish, Mo Chen’s long fingers gripped her chin, forcing her to look at him, his voice deep and husky, “Little Ghost, I’m right in front of you, and you still have to watch that video?”
“That’s a side of you I’ve never seen… I’m curious.”
Qiao Ruoxin’s eyes were inadvertently drawn back to the movie screen.
Mo Grandpa’s kindergarten graduation ceremony was too cute…
But really, he was already quite temperamental since he was little, that adorably fierce look is to die for.
Next, during primary school, Mo Chen went to study in the United States, and his four good brothers made their appearances on the screen.
The primary school-age Mo Grandpa already had a youthful freshness, and still wore a scowl, looking like he had a bad temper.
In middle school, Mo Grandpa wore a royal blue hoodie, sitting next to a foreign female classmate, apparently discussing something.
In high school, Mo Grandpa officially became the face king of the rich second-generation circle!
Combining the freshness of youth with the overwhelming hormones of a man, his eyes always filled with contempt.
Chapter 133: Is This The Feeling Of Being Moved? Mo Chen looked at her intently, extremely displeased.
He grasped her chin firmly and kissed her hard, forcing her gaze back onto him.
“Mm… what are you doing! I haven’t finished watching!”
At this moment, the screen switched to Mo Chen during his university days!
Qiao Ruoxin suddenly froze, no longer resisting his forceful kiss, allowing him to kiss her, but her eyes glanced towards the big screen.
The man furrowed his brow, stopped kissing, and lifted his eyes to glance at the big screen, which displayed his university days.
“Mo Chen, was this when you were a freshman?”
“Freshman year.”
Her heart skipped a beat, and she found herself holding her breath.
That year, she should have been 12 years old, which meant that Mo Chen met her at this time?
“Is this the time you met the 12-year-old me?”
Qiao Ruoxin looked at the man’s handsome face, asking expectantly.
Mo Chen laughed softly, his voice indulgent: “Yeah.”
She turned to look at the Mo Chen on the big screen again.
Mo Chen wore a snow-white shirt, paired with black trousers, his sleeves rolled up to reveal a section of his alluring forearm, adorned with a silver wristwatch.
His broad shoulders and narrow waist cut a perfect figure, like a man who walked straight out of a comic book.
That air of noble indifference, coupled with a volatile temper, made strangers think twice before approaching.
Qiao Ruoxin’s heartbeat nearly missed a beat—was this the feeling of being smitten?
But, the Mo Chen holding her looked displeased at her daydreaming state.
He took hold of her chin, forcing her to look him in the eyes: “Little Ghost, what’s with that look? Are you cursing me as a pervert in your mind?”
Qiao Ruoxin paused for a second, then snapped back to reality: “No I’m not…”
At that time, the screen switched to Mo Chen holding hands with a female classmate dressed in an evening gown.
She became furious in an instant, pointing at the big screen: “What are you doing? Why are you holding her hand?”
Mo Chen snorted disdainfully, letting out a derisive laugh: “You think I wanted to? It was a dance, I had to do it.”
Somehow, she felt a sourness in her heart and didn’t want to watch anymore.
“Mo Chen, I’m tired, carry me back to sleep.”
She wrapped her arms around the man’s neck, leaning on his broad shoulder.
The man’s eyebrows raised slightly: “What if I don’t carry you?”
Qiao Ruoxin giggled: “Then I won’t sleep with you tonight.”
A flicker of displeasure shot through Mo Chen’s dark eyes before he scooped her up by the waist and headed towards their villa.
“Little Ghost, you’re in trouble now.”
Her body tensed: “What are you going to do now?”
“Even if I can’t touch you tonight, I’m going to make you cry.”
“Why? What did I do wrong? Because I watched your growth video? You promised to let me watch it!”
The man chuckled lowly, his voice full of indulgence: “Because you’re tempting me.”
“I’m not, am I???”
“You are.”
“Mo Chen, can you be reasonable? How am I tempting you?”
“Every inch of you is tempting me.”
“…” An utterly unreasonable man! Don’t expect to have a normal conversation with him!
Back in the bedroom, Qiao Ruoxin was tossed onto the bed, and the man leaned over her.
He pinned her underneath him, not knowing when he had started to enjoy this feeling of pressing down on her to sleep—it felt very secure.
The impossible man firmly grasped her chin and kissed her deeply, taking her sweetness without leaving any room for escape.
Qiao Ruoxin was kissed until she had difficulty breathing before he finally let her go.
Then, Mo Chen fell asleep on top of her once again, his warm breath spraying on her neck.
Damn!
The damn man, aaah!
Chapter 134: Currying Favor with Mr. Mo The next day, early morning.
When Qiao Ruoxin opened her eyes, she found that her body was finally free.
That damn man had disappeared long ago.
She turned over, feeling sore all over.
She must have been pressed under Mo Chen all night again, and lazily sat up.
She picked up her phone and took a glance, there was a dance rehearsal in the afternoon, and a total of ten rehearsals before the debut night, after all, it was a live broadcast, and there could be no mistakes.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Qiao Ruoxin answered the call, “Hello…”
Mo Chen’s deep voice came from the other end of the phone, “Awake?”
“How dare you! Did you press against me all night yesterday? My whole body is sore now.”
Laughter from a man came through the phone, cheerful and refreshing.
???
This damn man was actually laughing?
“Little Ghost, sleeping on you was really comfortable, it improved my sleep quality.”
“…”
She hung up the phone directly, not bothering to waste words with this damn man.
Qiao Ruoxin threw off the blankets, got up, and went to the bathroom to wash up, feeling sore with every move.
She entered the bathroom, stood in front of the washstand, and looked at herself in the mirror.
The next second, her eyes widened in surprise.
That damn man Mo Chen left ambiguous marks on her collarbone again!
She had a rehearsal today!
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The afternoon.
Imperial International Sports and Performance Center.
The live broadcast of the debut night was going to be held here.
After entering, Qiao Ruoxin was astonished by the stage lighting inside, it was magnificent.
The place could accommodate fifty thousand spectators at once, you can imagine how spectacular the debut night would be.
The staff on-site were as busy as spinning tops, bustling around.
She was taken onto the stage and saw Lu Xingyu, whom she had not seen for several days.
Lu Xingyu wore a black cap, keeping a low profile, listening to the stage director explain the stage positioning.
“Qiao Ruoxin, it’s great that you’re finally here. You and Xingyu, come and walk through the rehearsal. For the first run, let’s try it out and focus.”
The on-site executive director called her over.
Qiao Ruoxin nodded and started the first rehearsal.
To be honest, she was a bit nervous facing such a large stage for the first time.
“Don’t be nervous, just perform normally, it’s only a rehearsal now,” Lu Xingyu comforted her.
“Thank you, Teacher Lu.”
After all, Lu Xingyu had been in the industry for six years and had seen his share of grand scenes.
After the first rehearsal ended, Qiao Ruoxin felt a headache…
Why was it different from the version practiced in the dance studio? There were so many intimate moves added on-site.
If Mo Chen saw this, he would definitely explode with rage.
But, the new dance version changed on-site had an astonishing visual effect, leaving her conflicted.
…
Hengzhong Group, CEO’s office.
After the rehearsal had ended, Qiao Ruoxin went straight to Hengzhong Group.
When Secretary Jiang saw her and was about to press the intercom to report to President Mo, she was interrupted.
“Don’t tell him, I want to give him a surprise.”
Secretary Jiang understood and nodded with a smile.
She quietly pushed open the door of the office, then deliberately slowed her steps, walked to the desk, and saw Mo Chen signing documents.
She pulled out the chair in front of the desk and was about to sit down when she met Mo Chen’s gaze as he looked up.
“Mo Chen, brother…” She chuckled awkwardly.
The man’s mouth curved up, closed the file in front of him, and put the pen aside.
“Come here,” his deep voice called her.
Qiao Ruoxin had no choice but to stand up, walk around the long desk, and go to the man’s side.
Unsurprisingly, she was pulled into his arms and sat on his long legs.
Chapter 135: Don’t Touch My Bottom Line! Mo Chen looked at her red lips, his gaze finally resting on her pair of sparkling eyes.
“Why are you here?”
“I missed you,” her voice was soft, her smile sweet.
The man couldn’t help but laugh, his voice deep, “Is that so? Show me.”
“…”
She had no choice but to lean in and kiss the corner of the man’s lips, “Are you getting off work soon?”
“Mhm.”
“Then let’s go eat together, my friend recommended a really nice restaurant to me.”
Mo Chen slightly narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the expression on her little face, “Is there something you need from me?”
This damn man really knew her too well.
She chuckled lightly, “Mo Chen, will you come to my debut night at the end of the month?”
“Do you want me to go?”
“Mhm… If you’re too busy, then don’t worry about it, I understand, a man’s affairs are the most important.”
She was afraid that if Mo Chen saw her and Lu Xingyu’s intimate dance performance, he might just make a scene!
The man’s grip on her slender waist tightened, danger lacing his voice, “You don’t want me to go?”
“Err… I’m afraid you’ll get angry if you go,” Qiao Ruoxin said, her eyes wavering elsewhere in guilt.
Mo Chen’s aura instantly turned colder, he grasped her chin, his voice icy, “What do you mean I’ll get angry if I go?”
“It’s just that the dance instructor added a little bit of intimacy to the choreography for the effect on stage, but it does look good visually!”
The man frowned, his handsome features now covered with a layer of frost, and directly picked up his phone to dial Bai Junyan’s number.
Seeing this, Qiao Ruoxin immediately hugged his arm, “Don’t! Everyone has put a lot of effort and heart into it! Can you not stop it, please?”
Mo Chen was infuriated yet amused by her, his slender fingers pinching her chin, his voice cold as ice, “You fucking know my limits, don’t push me to lose my temper.”
The atmosphere became very stiff.
This scene felt like déjà vu; two years ago, during her graduation play, acting as a couple with a male classmate, she had been stopped by Mo Chen as well.
This time really felt like the closest she had ever been to her dream.
She didn’t want to give up.
Qiao Ruoxin suddenly leaned close to the man’s handsome face, her voice lowered, whispering coyly, “Mo Chen, if you let me get through my debut night smoothly, after it’s over, I’ll give you a special service, how about that?”
Special service?
Those words were full of seductive undertones.
Enough to let the imagination run wild.
The man slightly raised his brow, his dark eyes pupils slowly constricting, he laughed involuntarily, “Let’s hear it.”
“Well… it’s the kind that men really like.”
“…”
Did this Little Ghost really know too much???
Mo Chen stared at her opening and closing cherry lips, his voice husky, “Where the hell did you learn this? Who taught you?”
She burst into laughter, her laughter as fresh and delightful as a wind chime.
“I learned it to please you.”
“…”
A real big sacrifice, all for such a crappy competition.
“Mo Chen, do you want it?” Her voice was soft and sticky, extremely tempting.
The man gripped her slender waist, his voice between clenched teeth, “Yes!”
He really wanted to kill this Little Ghost!
“Then it’s a deal, you can’t interfere with the recording of the ‘Idol 101’ debut night, okay?”
Mo Chen’s brows harbored dissatisfaction, his tone brusque, “Don’t push your luck! Don’t touch my bottom line!”
“Then on the debut night at the end of the month, just don’t go. Wait for me at home, okay?”
It was still safer to keep Mo Chen, the irritable Divine Beast, locked up at home.
Otherwise, it really was impossible to predict what might happen then.
Chapter 136: You are mine, always remember that The man’s voice was cold as he responded with a noncommittal, “Hmm…”
Although his agreement was so perfunctory, Qiao Ruoxin still smiled happily, “Thank you, Brother Mo Chen!”
Upon hearing this, Mo Chen paused the hand that was stroking her head, “You’re this happy that I’m not going to be there?”
“Ah? Am I… Did I make it that obvious?”
Of course she was overjoyed that Mo Chen wouldn’t be at the recording studio!
She could perform normally without any reservations!
The man narrowed his eyes, gauging her with a look, “I’m actually starting to feel like going.”
!!!
Qiao Ruoxin forced herself to calm down, speaking evenly, “There’s nothing much to see anyway. The recording studio is quite noisy, and you don’t like that kind of atmosphere…”
Mo Chen gazed at her small face, listening to her deliberate explanation.
Clearly, she didn’t want him to go, but now he was actually curious about the so-called intimate dance moves that frightened Qiao Ruoxin so much.
The man’s distinctively jointed slender fingers pinched her chin, “Little Ghost, I’ve decided, I’m going.”
Qiao Ruoxin wore a bewildered expression.
This damn man, how could he change his mind so suddenly!
“Didn’t you just promise me? How can you go back on your word!”
“What I said was then, and now is now.”
“…” Qiao Ruoxin stood up and left his embrace, “Then no special services for you!”
Mo Chen’s lips curved up in a mischievous smile, “I haven’t finished speaking.”
She looked at Mo Chen with a puzzled face. What on earth was this damn guy thinking?
A sly cold light passed through Mo Chen’s dark eyes as he said in a deep voice, “I could just be an audience member, and not do anything else.”
“…” Her eyes full of doubt, “Is that possible? Can you control your temper?”
“I’ll take some medicine before I go.”
Qiao Ruoxin’s gaze flickered, and she bit her lower lip, feeling as if it was being pricked with numerous tiny needles.
“That’s not what I meant…”
“I know.” The man’s tone was indifferent and cold.
But suddenly, he wanted to see how dazzling this Little Ghost was on stage, with the internet proclaiming her as the Mortal Princess, the born center, made for the stage.
He thought, maybe he shouldn’t have selfishly destroyed Qiao Ruoxin’s dreams.
The next second, Qiao Ruoxin leaned forward to hug the man’s neck, her voice sweet and soft, “Brother Mo Chen, it’s just a stage performance. Think of it as appreciating art, okay?”
“Hmm… Will the special services still be available?”
A shallow smile appeared on the corners of her lips, “As long as you behave that night, I’ll keep my word, unlike you.”
Mo Chen’s handsome face was expressionless at this moment, dark and gloomy as if about to freeze.
However, his actions were gentle as he hugged the woman in his arms, whispering in her ear in an extremely possessive and dominating manner, “You are mine, remember that forever.”
The low and sexy voice carried a seductive power, as if brainwashing her with his thoughts.
“I remember.”
Mo Chen’s obsession had reached a pathological level, she could only go along with him, or the consequences would be unimaginable.
Qiao Ruoxin stepped out of his embrace, saying, “I’m hungry, let’s go out to eat?”
The man’s tall and handsome figure slowly rose, his voice deep, “Let’s go home to eat, I want the noodles you cook.”
“Alright, let’s go.”
She laughed lightly, taking the man’s hand as they walked out of the office.
Mo Chen picked up the suit jacket lying nearby, casually holding it in his hand, his handsome face exuding a wicked charm, the corner of his mouth hooked up.
He allowed Qiao Ruoxin to pull his tall body out of the office.
Chapter 137: #Kong Ling Currently Ranked First in Votes# Climbs to Number Five on the Trending Searches As they passed through the secretarial area, the secretaries looked on in surprise.
They watched as Qiao Ruoxin, with her delicate and frail figure, pulled the tall figure of Mo Chen towards the elevator.
A group of secretaries gathered to whisper among themselves…
“Tsk tsk, is President Mo getting back together with his ex-girlfriend?”
“Isn’t that obvious? Qiao Ruoxin is extraordinary. When has President Mo ever been so docile in front of a woman?”
“That scene just now made me think of a beautiful young girl from the forest leading a tall and fierce beast! Hahaha…”
“How daring of you to speak of our Crown Prince like that! But it does paint quite the picture, hahaha…”
…
Mo Family Estate.
Qiao Ruoxin personally cooked, making two bowls of clear soup noodles, with the chefs standing behind her watching.
They all thought she had some special cooking method that would whet Mo Chen’s appetite.
Turned out it was just ordinary clear soup noodles, nothing special.
The two bowls of noodles were carried to the dining room by a maid.
Qiao Ruoxin followed suit and took her seat next to the man.
A bowl was placed in front of the man, who saw the heart-shaped fried egg in the bowl and his lips curled into a doting smile.
Without a doubt, Qiao Ruoxin knew best how to be romantic, as well as how to please Mo Chen.
“Make sure you finish it all, don’t waste my efforts,” she said, taking a sip of the soup with a porcelain spoon. It tasted light and comforting.
Mo Chen glanced at her and said indifferently, “Nag.”
She smiled briefly, didn’t speak further, and continued eating her noodles.
Her phone buzzed, seemingly with a notification.
After a glance at her phone, Qiao Ruoxin’s expression subtly changed.
In just a matter of days, Kong Ling’s voting numbers had surpassed hers, taking the top spot, though only by ten thousand votes.
Could it really be that useless scion from the capital helping Kong Ling?
Mo Chen noticed her distraction and asked in a deep voice, “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, let’s eat,” she replied.
…
Half an hour later, #KongLingCurrentlyLeadingInVotes# climbed to number five on the trending searches.
All over the internet, as if on cue, marketing accounts began praising Kong Ling and bashing Qiao Ruoxin.
[Are Kong Ling’s fans sick or something? It’s just a lead of ten thousand votes, do they have to brag like this? How many days has our sister Qiao topped the list, have we said anything?]
[Kong Ling, you have no heart! Qiao Ruoxin took such good care of you on the show, and now you get marketing accounts to step on her at this time! Disgusting! Shameless!]
[Are Qiao Ruoxin’s fans shameless? You don’t work hard to vote and climb the ranking, yet you blame others for reaching the top? That’s a joke.]
[Mortal Princess Qiao Ruoxin! Born for the spotlight, Qiao Ruoxin! Kong Ling, step aside for our sister! You don’t deserve the spotlight! Always knowing only to cry!]
[Speaking of which, I just saw a photo of Kong Ling with the capital’s waste, Jian Chen. Could it be vote-rigging? There’s nothing that scion isn’t capable of.]
[Qiao Ruoxin’s fans are too much! Lawyer’s notice warning! Who are you accusing of racking up votes! Your own family is manipulating things behind the scenes, always dominating the top spot, is your talent not just so-so? A lot of the popularity also comes from riding on Mo Chen’s coattails to trend!]
[That’s true though, our sister Qiao not only is beautiful and talented, but her taste in men is ten thousand times better than yours, Kong Ling. She dated the son of Asia’s richest man, what about you? Took forever to find a capital’s waste, hahahaha…]
[Let’s go home and vote, our outstanding sister Qiao must take the lead spot!]
Chapter 138: Debut Night Approaches Inside the hotel, in the presidential suite.
Kong Ling, wearing a white bathrobe, sat on the bed with her cellphone in hand, looking at herself finally taking the top spot on the voting list.
A victorious smile spread across her lips.
Suddenly, a man behind her wrapped his arms around her body, “Lingling, I’ve kept my promise to you, what about you?”
The man embracing Kong Ling was none other than the notorious joke of the capital, Jian Chen.
“Naturally, it’s up to Young Master Jian.”
Kong Ling put down her phone and let Jian Chen push her down onto the bed, having his way with her.
“Lingling, don’t worry, anything that can harm Qiao Ruoxin, I will do, because I want to see her kneeling and begging for mercy!”
Having said that, Jian Chen pulled off the bathrobe from Kong Ling’s body.
In the darkness, Kong Ling held back tears that were seeping from her eyes, clutching the bedsheets tightly.
Why this!
Qiao Ruoxin ended up with Mo Chen, while she was stuck with this joke of the capital???
Why is life so unfair!
…
Late at night.
Qiao Ruoxin lay in bed, sleeping soundly, while the man beside her sat up, staring at the screen on his phone.
Assistant Liu had sent him information about a diamond.
A 12-carat diamond named ‘Sun Star,’ which had been elusive since its appearance in 1899, was going to be auctioned domestically.
It was called ‘Sun Star’ because it shone like the sun, its nobility and radiance impossible for anyone to ignore.
Mo Chen cast his eyes down towards the woman sleeping beside him, his gaze as deep as the ocean.
To him, Qiao Ruoxin was more like a little sun that emitted light.
His slender fingers caressed the woman’s face as he murmured softly to himself, “Just this one last time.”
He still had the entire responsibility of the Mo Family on his shoulders, and he had already wasted too much time on this Little Ghost.
If his proposal failed this time, he probably wouldn’t propose a second time, nor would he ever propose to any other woman again.
Mo Chen turned off the light, lay down, and scooped the slender woman into his arms before closing his eyes and falling into a deep sleep.
“Little Ghost, good night.”
…
Every day that followed, Qiao Ruoxin was rehearsing on-site, becoming more and more familiar with the stage.
She had just finished her eighth rehearsal and was sitting in the rest area, drinking water.
Kong Ling walked over to her and sat down nearby, “Being second in the voting, does it affect your mood?”
Qiao Ruoxin found it somewhat amusing, “Until the final moment, who knows who will be in the center position?”
“Your mentality is really good. I thought you would be impacted mentally going from first to second place all of a sudden.”
Qiao Ruoxin took another sip of her ice water and said, “After all that selecting, you picked the capital’s joke to stuff the ballot box for you. I must say, you really have a toxic taste.”
Kong Ling instantly turned pale, “I did not stuff the ballot box!”
“You know whether you did or not, no need to explain to me, and I can’t be bothered to listen to your explanation.”
Qiao Ruoxin stood up and walked towards the center of the stage, ready for another rehearsal.
Kong Ling watched her back, her hands clenched into fists, jealousy written all over her eyes.
…
The debut night came quickly!
From the morning, Qiao Ruoxin felt uneasy. She called Bai Junyan, “Xiaobai! You guys have to hold Mo Chen back tonight, you must keep him in check!”
“Is it that serious? Are you going to do a striptease with Lu Xingyu?”
“Scram!”
“Don’t worry, I’ve arranged everything. We’ll sit on both sides of him and have several bodyguards ready. No matter what, we will keep him from disturbing your performance.”
Only then did she feel somewhat relieved, “If necessary tonight, cover his eyes and don’t let him see.”
“You stinky little sister, what kind of dance are you going to perform that’s so serious? I’m getting scared.”
“It’s just… a bit suggestive, it’s not that serious.”
Chapter 139: Tonight is tough, but not as tough as the two years you were gone After hanging up the phone, her complexion eased a little.
If those few goods show up tonight, they should be able to hold back Mo Chen, this hot-tempered Divine Beast.
Glancing at the time, there were still ten hours until the live broadcast at eight o’clock tonight.
Qiao Ruoxin decided to go to the venue for the last rehearsal.
Upon reaching the center of the stage, she found that Lu Xingyu had arrived early, truly a top-tier influencer, an A-list idol—both his professional skills and dedication were admirable.
Lu Xingyu, wearing a black face mask, looked at her, “Let’s run through it a few more times, then go sleep for a few hours, get hair and makeup done, and maintain the best condition for tonight.”
She nodded earnestly, “Okay.”
“Ruoxin, there’s a move in the middle where I hold you, your gaze needs to be more seductive, you know?”
Seductive…
Qiao Ruoxin couldn’t help but tremble at the thought; if Mo Chen saw this tonight, he would probably kill both her and Lu Xingyu.
“Teacher Lu, can the dance move where you hold my waist be a bit more distanced? I think it adds more of that seductive feeling…”
She could only try to persuade Lu Xingyu, she was really scared!
She felt that if Mo Chen saw this scene, even medication wouldn’t control his explosive temper.
Lu Xingyu frowned, “I’m afraid that won’t work, let’s stick to the choreography as designed by the dance teacher, they’re professionals.”
Qiao Ruoxin sighed helplessly, “Okay then.”
After the final rehearsal four times, she and Lu Xingyu were finally ready to go back to their respective rest rooms.
In the rest room.
Qiao Ruoxin leaned on the couch and dialed Mo Chen’s number, which took a few rings to connect.
“Mo Chen brother, what are you doing?”
“Working.”
“Oh… You need to be at the venue an hour early tonight, can you make it? If not, just don’t come…”
Before she could finish her sentence, the man’s deep voice interrupted her over the phone, “I’ll be there two hours early.”
!!!
This damn man! Clearly, he was opposing her!
“Mo Chen brother, bring your medication with you to the venue, in case you can’t control yourself, take two.”
She shamelessly made this request.
There was a long silence from the man on the other end of the phone, “Little Ghost, are you going to do a striptease tonight?”
“How could I! You’re as lewd as Bai Junyan, what are you thinking!”
From the other end came the man’s indulgent, low chuckle, “Be good, tonight I’m just an audience member, you can ignore me completely.”
She wished she could!
But just thinking of Mo Chen watching her made her uncomfortable all over.
Clutching the phone, Qiao Ruoxin lay on the couch, her long, thick lashes trembling slightly, “Mo Chen brother, you need to stay calm tonight, okay? After the recording is over, you can do whatever you want, and I won’t complain at all, is that okay?”
So submissive?
She was really afraid of his fiery temper.
“Little Ghost, tonight won’t be harder to endure than the two years you disappeared, don’t worry, I won’t do anything.”
The next second, Qiao Ruoxin’s face turned slightly pale, her fingertips trembled, and she bit her lower lip.
“Mo Chen brother…”
“I’m busy, see you tonight.”
“Mm, okay.”
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Ruoxin felt a suffocating feeling of repression.
These two years… how exactly did Mo Chen get through them?
…
Meanwhile—
In the President’s office of Hengzhong Group.
Mo Chen sat in the swivel chair behind the desk, staring at the voting channel page for “Idol 101” on the computer screen.
Picking up his phone, he dialed Bai Junyan’s number, using a commanding tone, “Clean up the vote-botting in the system.”
“I’ve noticed it too; these past few days there has been non-stop vote-botting, and I’m having the tech department handle it, don’t worry, Mo Chen.”
Chapter 140: Does He Really Not Deserve to be Trusted??? Imperial International Sports and Performance Center.
There was half an hour until the live broadcast of “Idol 101’s” debut stage.
All the staff of the production team had entered the preparation phase and were conducting the final checks on the site equipment.
After finishing her makeup and hair, Qiao Ruoxin went to change clothes.
Tonight’s opening act would be all the trainees singing and dancing to the program’s theme song, followed by individual talent performances.
She put on the trainees’ uniform, then wanted to take another look at the stage costume she would wear later for her collaboration performance with Lu Xingyu.
The next second, her eyes widened in disbelief—someone had cut off one side of the strap of her dress!
Qiao Ruoxin’s face instantly turned ugly!
At this time, anyone could have done such a thing since they all wanted to debut in the center position, but it seemed that Kong Ling was the prime suspect for now.
At that moment, the onsite director pushed open the door of the rest room: “Qiao Ruoxin, hurry to the backstage! There’s not much time left!”
“Coming!”
There was no time to think about these things now; she could only turn around and leave the rest room.
…
In the stands’ VIP section.
Mo Ye arrived as promised, reaching the live broadcast venue two hours early, and was also annoyed by the fan support chants for an hour and a half.
A layer of frost covered his cold and handsome face, and dissatisfaction was evident in his dark eyes.
Bai Junyan and Ji Haochuan sat on either side of him, keeping an eye on him.
Mo Chen glanced at these two, with a look of disdain in his eyes.
“Wow… Ruoxin Baby has so many fans. Her official support color is light blue, look, the venue is filled with light blue everywhere.”
Lan Ke turned around and looked at the sea of light sticks and banners behind him, her face full of surprise.
Bai Junyan: “So, brothers, cherish this VIP ticket. It was not easy for me to get one for each of you. The broadcast hasn’t even started, and sister Qiao is already trending again.”
Lan Ke: “As your woman, if I don’t even have this privilege, what’s the point?”
Bai Junyan: “Baby, except for you.”
Ji Haochuan: “Sister Qiao is really impressive. Her popularity is so high, her current trendiness is almost on par with those male celebrities who have debuted for many years.”
Gu Mocheng: “It must be because of the contrast with her peers. I took a look at the others and they are just too disappointing.”
The brothers: “…”
Lu Siheng: “Is the vote manipulation sorted out?”
Bai Junyan: “Do I even need to say? Of course.”
At that moment, Lan Ke looked back and exclaimed in surprise, “Wow, look at that banner, Mo Ye, hahaha…”
The always silent Mo Chen glanced back indifferently and snorted.
A huge light blue banner read: Mortal Princess Xinxin.
However, looking back at it, the whole arena was a sea of light blue glow sticks.
This Little Ghost is so likable?
Suddenly!
All the lights in the venue went out, and the live broadcast was about to begin. The venue instantly erupted with earth-shattering screams.
Meanwhile, Bai Junyan and Ji Haochuan very harmoniously grabbed Mo Chen’s arm.
Mo Chen: “…”
Did they trust him so little???
“Let go,” he said through clenched teeth, suppressing the anger in his chest.
Bai Junyan: “What’s that? Can’t hear you, it’s too loud!”
Ji Haochuan: “It’s starting, it’s starting! Look quickly!”
In an instant, the lights illuminated the vast stage where the top 15 trainees were all standing.
Qiao Ruoxin was still standing in the central C position, her smile sweet and proud, wearing the trainees’ uniform.
In that moment, Mo Chen grew quiet, his dark eyes fixed on the slender figure on the stage, as if he was isolated from the entire world.