Ch. 201..210
Chapter 201: Asking Mo Chen for Help The car sped wildly before finally coming to a stop outside the hotel.
Qiao Ruoxin pushed the door open and stepped out, but after just one step, the man grabbed her wrist.
“Qiao Ruoxin, you should know your status. With your current popularity, if this gets blown up, you’ll be completely ruined and will have to roll out of the entertainment circle.”
Suppressing the nausea in her heart, she followed the man into the hotel lobby and into the elevator.
Then, just as the elevator doors were about to open, she lifted the hem of her dress and viciously stomped her ten-centimeter high heel onto the foot of the man behind her.
With a ding-dong, the elevator doors opened.
Ignoring the man’s screams of agony from behind her, she walked out of the elevator without looking back.
Qiao Ruoxin began to frantically search for her phone in her bag.
Suddenly!
“Ah! Get off!”
She was grabbed from behind by the man, who forcefully dragged her towards the presidential suite.
“Did not expect you to have such a nasty temperament? How does Mo Chen put up with you? Do you know how painful it is to be stepped on by high heels?”
The disparity in strength between men and women was simply too great.
Qiao Ruoxin was dragged into the room, and she watched helplessly as the door automatically closed.
“I’m warning you, if you dare to touch me, Mo Chen won’t let you off!”
“Don’t make me laugh, I’ve already asked Mr. Mo. You two haven’t gotten back together. Does he care who his ex-girlfriend sleeps with? What a joke!”
A look of shock appeared in Qiao Ruoxin’s eyes.
And left her speechless.
She straightened her dress and sat on a single sofa to one side, “Since I can’t escape, I won’t run. Go take a shower, I have a germophobia.”
“That’s being good, just wait.”
The man went into the bathroom.
Qiao Ruoxin immediately got up to open the door, only to find that it had been locked from the outside!
She looked down at the necklace on her chest. Mo Chen seemed to have mentioned where the SOS button was, but she couldn’t remember.
She picked up the necklace and fiddled with it desperately, hoping Mo Chen would notice her call for help!
…
Meanwhile, at the banquet.
Mo Chen was sitting there discussing some business matters since Qiao Ruoxin had gone home, and he didn’t have anything else to keep an eye on.
Xiaowu approached with a grim look on his face, holding a phone, “Mr. Mo, your phone is sending out an alarm.”
The man’s face turned ice cold, and he picked up the phone to see the message: [LK001 is sending out an SOS!]
LK001 was the code name for the necklace he had developed.
He switched the phone screen to Qiao Ruoxin’s point of view, just in time to see a man in a hotel bathrobe approaching.
Mo Chen stood up abruptly and cursed, “Fuck…”
Then, without looking back, he turned and left the place.
This was why he didn’t want Qiao Ruoxin to enter the entertainment circle!
He knew all too well just how filthy it was!
The entertainment circle was the harem of high society; they could play however they wanted.
The celebrities that came here tonight, no matter if they were popular stars or obscure ones, would all be subjected to the casting couch if they had no family backing, without exception.
Outside the villa.
Mo Chen’s handsome face was tight, and he sat in the car with a blank expression, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white and made cracking noises.
The volcano inside him was about to erupt.
Unable to control himself, tonight, he felt he might actually kill the man unintentionally.
He roared in frustration, “Drive faster, damn it!”
The driver shuddered in fright, then pressed the accelerator and sped up.
Chapter 202: Bored to Death! Xiaowu, in the passenger seat, said, “Master Mo, the location is Shenghao Hotel!”
Shenghao Hotel…
Mo Chen’s pupils suddenly constricted, and he clenched his teeth, cursing, “Damn it!”
This was a property under the Mo Family!
They actually dared to come to his turf and bully his woman???
They must be tired of living!
“Now, cut off the power to all the hotel rooms and tell them it’s my order!”
“Yes!”
…
In the presidential suite.
Qiao Ruoxin had felt all over the necklace, unsure if the distress signal had been sent out or not.
But then the bathroom door opened.
The man came out wearing a bathrobe, his smile exceedingly lewd: “Eagerly waiting, huh? Come on…”
She backed away step by step, throwing whatever she picked up at the man.
“Don’t come any closer! I’ve called the police!” she said, picking up the telephone by the bed.
The man just laughed even more brazenly, “Then call them. Let’s see whose reputation gets utterly destroyed, you’re currently a hot girl group star with a huge fan base, do you dare?”
“…”
So, is this why many female stars choose to endure being preyed upon in silence?
Suddenly!
The room went pitch black!
“What’s going on! Why is there a power outage!” the man shouted in a frenzy.
Qiao Ruoxin took the chance to crouch on the carpet, quietly moving her steps. It was really pitch black; she couldn’t see anything and had to feel her way around.
She saw a shadow approaching, she intentionally threw a pillow in that direction, causing the man to trip instantly.
Qiao Ruoxin immediately got up, planning to hide in the bathroom, but unexpectedly, she was grabbed by the ankle by the man on the carpet: “Sweetheart, where do you think you’re running to?”
…
In the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, all the staff were lined up on both sides, ready to welcome the Crown Prince of Hengzhong Group.
Everyone was curious, why was the Crown Prince making a sudden visit in the middle of the night?
The next second, Mo Chen, leading the way, entered the hotel lobby, with several bodyguards following him.
The general manager immediately stepped forward: “Young Master Mo, what brings you here so late at night? Is there something wrong?”
Mo Chen headed straight for the elevator, his voice icy, “Turn the power back on and bring me the list of guests who checked in just now.”
“Yes!”
The general manager handed him the tablet: “These are the guests who checked in just now, only three people, a middle-aged man, and a couple.”
Mo Chen picked up the tablet, glanced at the room number where the man and woman were staying, and then pressed the elevator button.
The elevator quickly ascended.
With a ding-dong, the elevator doors slowly opened.
Mo Chen, with a taut face and expressionless, stepped into the hotel corridor and walked towards the presidential suite.
He even flexed his neck, as if getting ready for a fight.
He snatched the master key from the general manager’s hand, ‘beep’, and the door opened.
The moment the door opened, a soft and slender body crashed into his arms. He looked down, directly into those fearful eyes.
“Brother Mo Chen! You finally came!”
Qiao Ruoxin instinctively held tight to the man’s towering frame, her voice carrying a whimpering cry, and tears streamed down all at once.
His large hand patted Qiao Ruoxin’s head, he said in a deep voice, “Wait for me outside.”
Then, he pushed the woman’s body away and entered the room.
The man inside the room was terrified by the scene.
“Mo… Master Mo, didn’t you say there was nothing between you and her anymore? That you two had no relationship…”
Mo Chen let out a cold laugh, grinding his teeth, “Shaking hands is one thing, but this is outrageous! Thinking of sleeping with her? You’re not worthy! Who the hell do you think you are!”
A murderous aura enveloped him, and he took off his white suit jacket, which could hinder his attack.
The next second, he kicked the man in the chest, and the man fell to the ground, screaming like a pig being slaughtered!
Then, he punched the man’s face hard, blood splattering everywhere!
Each of his punches and kicks were with lethal intent.
Qiao Ruoxin stood in the hallway, shuddering at the noises coming from inside.
Suddenly she felt that Mo Chen’s place in her heart had spread a bit more, filling her heart till it was almost overflowing…
Chapter 203: I Only Want You Half an hour had passed.
Mo Chen emerged from the room, radiating a fierce aura, his black shirt splattered with bloodstains.
He wore a sullen expression as he put on his suit jacket.
“Mo Chen Brother, you…”
Qiao Ruoxin wanted to move forward and touch him but was angrily rebuked, “Don’t come any closer! Dirty!”
Now his body was covered in bloodstains, of course, not his own.
It was easy to deduce that the man in the room had been beaten to a pulp.
Qiao Ruoxin looked at his handsome face, splashed with a few drops of blood.
She had known since two years ago, buried deep within Lord Mo’s bones lurked bloodthirsty violence, utterly terrifying.
The man glanced at her and said in a subdued tone, “We’ll talk back home.”
“Okay.”
She obediently followed behind the man, leaving the Shenghao Hotel.
Riding in the car, nobody spoke a word the entire way.
Mo Chen’s right arm rested on the car window, his slender fingers supporting his forehead, his handsome features showing a trace of weariness as he closed his eyes.
His allergies had not subsided, their symptoms intensified by his earlier rage, causing an unbearable itching sensation, as if millions of ants were ceaselessly gnawing at him.
Qiao Ruoxin noticed the red spots on his neck had deepened in color.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, her lips parted lightly, but she hesitated to speak.
…
Inside the bedroom at the Mo Family Estate.
The sound of water running echoed from the bathroom.
The man had been inside for quite some time; his fastidiousness with cleanliness meant he wouldn’t come out until perhaps an hour later.
Qiao Ruoxin had already finished taking a bath in the adjacent bathroom, her body emitting the faint, fresh scent of a girl after bathing.
Still the man did not appear.
She had no choice but to carry the small bucket of ice, making her way to the terrace.
Sitting on the outdoor sofa, she looked up at the ink-black night sky where only a few stars twinkled.
She didn’t know how much time had passed when she heard the man’s deep footsteps from behind; she turned to look.
Mo Chen approached, wearing a navy blue robe, and sat on the sofa opposite her.
If it was any ordinary day, he would have certainly come over to embrace her.
It seemed Lord Mo was in great discomfort now.
Qiao Ruoxin stood up proactively, wrapped the ice cubes in a towel from the bucket, then sat beside the man.
“What are you doing?” His voice rose, slightly hoarse.
She directly opened the collar of his robe and saw the rash on his body had worsened, the red spots multiplying and severe…
“Is it extremely itchy? You need to cool down, or you’re going to itch even more. Also, you can’t rage, you need to stay calm…”
Qiao Ruoxin placed the towel-wrapped ice cubes on his chest, carefully helping him apply the cold compress, inch by inch.
The man’s dark eyes stared at her, unblinking.
“Little Ghost, what are you thinking about?”
“I’m thinking… if it hadn’t been for you finding people to protect me discreetly all those years, would I have been violated a long time ago?”
“…”
Just the thought of that possibility frosted over the handsome features of the man.
Qiao Ruoxin suddenly let out a light laugh, “I suddenly feel that giving myself to you so early was a wise decision.”
His eyebrows arched, “Hmm?”
“If I had been violated by those fat and greasy men, I think I might really have been driven to suicide. Back at the hotel, I truly felt nauseous and disgusted…”
She looked up to meet his unfathomable eyes, “Mo Chen Brother, I don’t want any other men. Just the thought of being with another man disgusts me; I only want you.”
As a woman who had given all her firsts to Mo Chen, Qiao Ruoxin was accustomed to him, to the extent that she found it impossible to get used to anyone else.
Chapter 204: Who Thinks You’re Not Worthy of Me? The night was tantalizing.
A hint of possessiveness ignited in the man’s dark eyes, and he gazed at her for a long time.
The next second, his large palm cradled the back of Qiao Ruoxin’s head as he kissed her.
“Hmm…”
Qiao Ruoxin’s body couldn’t help but stiffen.
This damn man, why does he always have these things on his mind?
She was just trying to have a conversation!…
Qiao Ruoxin struggled to push the man’s body away, “What are you doing! I’m applying a cold compress for you!”
“…” The man’s handsome face turned gloomy, “Didn’t you say you only wanted me? You flip faster than flipping through a book, Little Ghost.”
Now it was Qiao Ruoxin’s turn to be speechless.
This damn man really knows how to focus on key words!
So she said all that, and this damn man only heard that part?
“What I meant was for when we’re in bed, I… Forget it, I can’t make it clear to you! Don’t move!”
Seeing her all puffed up with anger, the man chuckled, “Why can’t you make it clear? I understood a long time ago, you’re expressing your needs in a roundabout way.”
“…”
Damn man!
Qiao Ruoxin changed the ice and wrapped it in a towel, continuing to apply it to the red marks on his neck, “Keep your mouth shut, don’t talk, don’t move around, wait until I’m done with the cold compress before we talk!”
“Talk after the cold compress is done?”
“Mo Chen, why is it so hard to communicate with you!”
The man’s expression turned even uglier, and he said in a cold voice, “You can chat with some old dude for half an hour, but find it hard to communicate with me?”
???
Old dude?
When did she chat with some old dude for half an hour?
The next second, she realized who he meant. Was he talking about Director Chen?
“That’s Director Chen! What old dude! A renowned first-tier director in the country, I was trying to land a role in his movie.”
Mo Chen scoffed disdainfully, “Who are you trying to impress with your efforts?”
“I’m putting in effort for all those who think I’m not worthy of you,” she replied so naturally, her gaze still fixed on the man’s chest muscles.
The man’s brows furrowed slightly, “Who thinks you’re not worthy of me?”
“Plenty.”
Qiao Ruoxin, seeing that the red marks on his body had faded significantly, smiled with satisfaction, “There, the color has faded a lot, it’s not that uncomfortable anymore, right?”
Mo Chen, catching on after the fact, did feel that it wasn’t as itchy anymore, but it was still slightly uncomfortable.
“Yeah.”
She put the towel aside, ready to get up, “Let’s go, time to sleep!”
Unexpectedly, she was pulled back by the man and crashed into his arms.
Mo Chen’s slender fingers pinched her chin, his expression serious, “Who thinks you’re not worthy of me?”
“No matter who thinks it, I have to try hard. Do you like a worthless person? Matching your social status might be impossible, but I have to make myself valuable.”
The color in the man’s eyes deepened.
This Little Ghost was very realistic, smart, and knew how to please a man.
But when it came to pleasing a man, Qiao Ruoxin’s face was already very pleasing to the heart of any man.
He stared at her small face, the air thick with a flirtatious atmosphere.
“Little Ghost, sleep with me tonight.”
“…” She really was at a loss for words, “You’re still having an allergic reaction, doesn’t it bother you?”
Mo Chen’s lips curled into a faint smile, “Since it’s uncomfortable either way, might as well learn to enjoy it.”
“You’re a complete pervert!”
“Be a little obedient, otherwise I’ll bully you.”
“…”
Chapter 205: Brother Mo Chen, I Love You… It was four o’clock in the early morning.
Qiao Ruoxin lay in bed wrapped in the man’s arms, with the even breathing of the man behind her, soundly asleep.
She turned to glance at Mo Chen’s slightly tired but handsome face; he was sleeping deeply, which proved the quality of his sleep wasn’t bad.
Then, she removed the man’s arm that was encircling her slender waist, got out of bed softly, threw on a robe, and went out to the terrace alone.
Qiao Ruoxin stood in front of the railing, enjoying the cool night breeze which felt refreshing and comfortable.
Her pale skin bore traces all over from that man’s affection, leaving her feeling weak in the knees.
Tomorrow she needed to audition for Director Chen’s film crew, and she looked helplessly down at the body within her robe.
Facing the cool breeze, Qiao Ruoxin closed her eyes, a smile spreading across her lips.
Suddenly, she remembered the scene when Mo Chen confessed his love to her…
…
She remembered clearly, that day Lan Ke took her to the No.7 Mansion to soak in the hot springs.
By chance, she saw Mo Chen and his group of rowdy friends were there too.
She had politely called out ‘Brother Mo Chen’ as usual and was about to walk past them.
In the past, Mo Chen would never pay her any attention and wouldn’t even spare her a glance, but that day was different.
Mo Chen actually stopped in his tracks and asked her, “Where are you going?”
At that moment, she thought, so this ice block can actually communicate with humans.
After soaking in the hot springs, she had wanted to go home, but Lan Ke dragged her into the private room. From the moment she entered the room, Mo Chen kept staring at her.
She felt uncomfortable all over.
The usually indifferent Mo Chen was staring at her for a whole hour.
Thinking back now, the way Mo Chen looked at her then was like a predator eying his prey, ready to pounce at any moment.
Then, out of nowhere, Mo Chen said to her, “Little Ghost, be my girlfriend.”
At that moment, the room fell silent, with only the few light bulbs there to witness this confession.
She was stunned for a long time, thinking she had heard wrong.
The truth was, she didn’t dislike Mo Chen; she had never imagined anything could happen between them.
After all, the distance between them seemed too vast, and there was the age difference, plus Mo Chen had been indifferent to her for four years.
By any account, it didn’t seem like he liked her—it seemed more like he was toying with her.
Thus, she made an excessive demand, asking Mo Chen to eat two large boxes of strawberries.
She never imagined Mo Chen would actually do it, and even after eating half a box, when his body started showing allergic reactions, he still persisted and finished two boxes of strawberries.
After eating the last strawberry, bearing the discomfort, Mo Chen said to her, “I’ll contact you in a few days.”
And then this proud man drove himself to the hospital.
It was only later that she learned Mo Chen was hospitalized for a week due to the allergy.
…
Pulled back from her thoughts, Qiao Ruoxin couldn’t help but laugh out loud, thinking their love story had begun in such a strange way?
But after last night, she felt as though her heart had been filled.
Other than Mo Chen, she didn’t want any other man.
Turning around to go back into the bedroom, she slowly squatted down, resting her head on the bed and gazed at the man who was still sleeping.
Maybe it was because the moonlight outside the window was beautiful, or perhaps it was because of the ambiance set by the memories, or it could be that looking at his handsome face made her heart flutter.
Without realizing it, Qiao Ruoxin whispered softly, “Brother Mo Chen, I love you…”
After saying it, she froze.
Was that her own voice just now?
That ‘I love you’ sounded so lovely…
Much lovelier than any time she had said it before.
Is this what love is?
: Chapter 206: He’s Here The next morning dawned.
#Kong Ling’s First Lead Role in an Idol Drama#
#Qiao Ruoxin Makes Cameo in “Divine Capital Siege”#
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[Mortal Princess Qiao Ruoxin! Born for the C position, Qiao Ruoxin! First foray into film! Hope everyone will support her in the cinemas!]
[The name of the crappy drama Kong Ling is in is cracking me up! “Love’s Embrace”??? Hahahaha… sounds like an idiotic and silly drama!]
[Tsk tsk… My girl Xinxin makes mommy so relieved, going straight to a big director’s movie.]
[Qiao Ruoxin’s fans are hilariously overconfident! Just a damn cameo, and you’re acting like she’s the main star. So proud of what exactly? Can you even support the box office?]
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[Sister Ruoxin aaah, looking forward to her new album debut next Monday! The leaked styling looks super beautiful!]
[Just asking! Is the new album called “Qiao Ruoxin and Her Backup Dancers”?]
[Qiao Ruoxin’s fans are really full of themselves! Who are your master’s backup dancers? As arrogant and narcissistic as your master!]
…
Mo Family Estate, bedroom.
The man in bed opened his dark eyes, still with a hint of sleepiness.
But upon opening his eyes, he was greeted by such a beautiful sight.
Qiao Ruoxin was standing in front of the full-length mirror, struggling with the clasp of her bra at the back, unable to reach it.
Only wearing a white bra on her upper body, her serious little expression even furrowed into a frown because she couldn’t fasten it.
When she turned her head, she saw Mo Chen, shirtless and leaning against the bed, watching her with an amused look.
“Good, you’re awake, help me with this clasp.”
Without any shyness, Qiao Ruoxin walked over, turned around, and exposed her beautiful back to the man.
Mo Chen looked at her fair skin, staring at the row of clasps for a long time before he proceeded to help.
The man frowned in displeasure, “What is this thing? It’s so hard to put on?”
“How come it comes off so easily when you do it?”
“…”
Mo Chen pursed his lips and said nothing further, instead focusing on studying the double-row clasp as seriously as he would in the lab while conducting research.
“Forget it, I’ll change into something else.” She got up and headed for the walk-in closet.
Soon, she came out dressed, having applied only light, natural makeup for the day.
“I’m leaving.”
Mo Chen lit a cigarette, holding it between his lips, leaning against the bed, slightly lifting his proud chin, “Where to?”
“Auditions, a hard-won opportunity.”
A hint of displeasure appeared on the man’s handsome face as he said in a deep voice, “No love scenes or kissing scenes.”
“It’s just a cameo, less than a minute of screen time, there’s hardly any room for that.”
Qiao Ruoxin looked at the dog of a man on the bed and got angry, snorting coldly, “You did it on purpose last night, leaving so many marks. Now I have to cover my whole body with foundation!”
Mo Chen: “It wasn’t intentional.”
“I’m leaving!” Qiao Ruoxin closed the door behind her as she left.
The mobile phone on the bedside table began to vibrate. The man picked it up and put it to his ear, “Speak.”
“Master Mo, Little Lawrence suddenly took a private flight from the United States to China, and is estimated to land tonight at eight.”
Mo Chen slowly narrowed his eyes, responding flatly, “Mm.”
Chapter 207: Little Ghost, do you miss me? In the car, on the way to an audition.
Qiao Ruoxin put on her headphones to listen to the new album for a while, when unexpectedly, a call came through.
It was from her grandmother, with whom she hardly had any contact.
She hesitated for a moment but still answered the call, “Grandma?”
“Xinxin, are you really going to sever the mother-daughter relationship with your mom?”
“…”
“I don’t care what you two are fighting about, but your mom is not well now. She’s coming back to the country to receive traditional Chinese medicine treatments. If you still consider her your mom, find some time to go see her.”
“Grandma, I got it. You don’t have to worry about it.”
After hanging up, a trace of concern appeared in her eyes.
My mom is coming back to the country? Does that mean Simon will be coming too?
She clenched her phone tightly, her brows slightly furrowed as she looked outside the car window.
Just thinking about Mo Chen having a direct confrontation with Simon gave her a headache.
Mr. Mo’s temper was terribly volatile, completely uncontrollable, and she was just afraid that this man would get stimulated and then aggravate his psychological trauma.
…
Evening.
The audition went quite smoothly today; only the contract signing was left.
She could start shooting her scenes next week. There weren’t many, and they could be finished in a day.
After returning to the estate, Qiao Ruoxin took the initiative to offer to cook dinner.
She called Mo Chen, and after three rings, the call connected.
The low and sexy voice of the man came from the other end of the line, seeming a bit tipsy, “Hmm?”
“Mo Chen, when will you be back? I’ve made dinner.”
“Little Ghost, are you missing me?”
A smile crept onto Qiao Ruoxin’s lips, “Yeah, let’s say I missed you.”
“Alright, I’m coming back now.”
After hanging up, she went ahead and brewed a cup of sobering tea for the damn man.
Then she continued cooking dinner, hoping to quickly get Mr. Mo’s weight back to normal.
Forty minutes later…
Qiao Ruoxin was still busy in the kitchen, starting on the soup, stirring the lotus root pork rib yam soup with a spoon.
Unaware, the tall and handsome figure of the man suddenly approached her from behind.
“Ah…”
The man wrapped his arms around her soft and slender body from behind, startling her into a scream.
“Don’t you make any noise when you walk?”
Mo Chen’s lips curved up, his chin resting on her fragrant shoulder, his kiss mingled with a faint scent of alcohol landing on her collarbone.
Qiao Ruoxin pushed him away, “Stop it, I’m making soup. Try it and see how it tastes.”
She scooped a little for him to taste, but unexpectedly, the damn man wrapped his arms around her slender waist, lowered his head, and kissed her lips, savoring the taste.
As she felt her cheeks burn, the damn man finally let her go.
“Mmm… tastes good,” his voice was deep and husky, with a hint of sexiness.
“…” Qiao Ruoxin stepped out of his embrace, muttering, “So annoying!”
Mo Chen grasped her chin, his voice deep, “Whom are you scolding?”
“Scolding you! Kissing you is like kissing alcohol, you’re such an annoying ghost. I don’t like the taste of alcohol. Here, have the sobering tea over there, drink it up.”
The man frowned, “Little Ghost, why are you making such a fuss?”
Qiao Ruoxin huffed proudly, “It’s because you spoil me.”
At that, the man burst into laughter, pinching her tender cheeks, “With the way you fuss, nobody but me could put up with you.”
She couldn’t help but laugh, “Then you better keep putting up with me.”
Mo Chen picked up the sobering tea that had long gone cold and took a few sips.
Then, he just stood behind, watching Qiao Ruoxin cooking, his gaze fixed unblinkingly on her.
Qiao Ruoxin couldn’t ignore the commanding gaze from behind her and turned around, “Go take a shower. You reek of alcohol.”
Chapter 208: Chapter 208: Brother Mo Chen, You Just Need to Believe Me The man responded coolly with a sound: “Hmm…”
But his body made no move, and in his dark eyes, there was an intense gaze.
Qiao Ruoxin felt somewhat awkward and turned back to him again, “Why are you staring at me like that? I feel like I might as well be standing in front of you without any clothes on.”
“Little Ghost, has that trash called you these past few days?”
Mo Chen’s voice suddenly became very serious.
Her body stiffened slightly, “No, what’s going on?”
The man lifted his wrist to check the time on his watch, the plane should be landing soon…
“It’s nothing, I’m going to take a shower.”
With that said, Mo Chen turned and left the kitchen.
In the spacious kitchen, only she remained, suddenly feeling very anxious. Indeed, Simon hadn’t called again these past few days.
What did that mean?
…
After Mo Chen showered and changed his clothes, he walked into the dining room.
The dishes had been set on the table long ago, and Qiao Ruoxin was serving him soup.
Seeing this, the man’s lips curved slightly, his hand patted her head, and he took a seat beside her.
“Eat more.”
She kept adding dishes to the plate in front of him, exceptionally tender and charming that evening.
Mo Chen raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a deep voice, “Why so well-behaved tonight? What have you done now?”
“Do I look like a troublemaker in your eyes? I just want you to regain your normal weight sooner.”
The man answered flatly, “Got it.”
Qiao Ruoxin picked up a porcelain bowl and sipped a few mouthfuls of soup before speaking, “Mo Chen, brother, as long as you trust me that’s enough. Don’t believe what others say, okay?”
The man paused his soup-drinking, looked up at her, and was silent for a long while.
“Are you giving me a preemptive explanation?” There was a hint of self-deprecation in his tone.
“Is that okay?”
Mo Chen narrowed his eyes, gazing at her, and said in a low voice, “That depends on whether you’re worth trusting.”
“Of course!”
“Little Ghost, don’t let me down again. If there’s a next time, even if you beg me on your knees, I won’t take you back.”
These resounding words shook Qiao Ruoxin to the core.
Her eyes firm, she nodded, “Mhm! I won’t let you down again!”
“Remember what you’ve said. Even if you forget, I’ll find a way to make you remember.”
A shadow fell over Mo Chen’s handsome face; he was indeed in a bad mood today because that piece of trash had finally arrived.
…
Meanwhile, at the airport.
A man in a black trench coat walked out from the exit, followed by bodyguards pushing a luggage trolley.
The man, elegant and noble, radiated a degenerate quality from head to toe.
The kind of rogue every woman would fall for, gentle, polite, and charming to everyone, with a smile full of allure that nonetheless felt oddly distant.
He was Simon, the heir to the Lawrence Family.
Suddenly, a little girl bumped into his long legs.
He stopped in his tracks, got down on one knee, and steadied the little girl, “Sweetheart, be careful where you walk, okay?”
“Thank you, brother…” the dazed little girl said sweetly.
The man let out a pleased chuckle, his voice as tender as could be, “Sweetheart, I’m your uncle.”
Then, he stood up and walked towards exit number three.
The bodyguard followed behind Simon, “Young Master, Miss Jiang hasn’t been discharged from the hospital yet, and you didn’t say goodbye to her before you left…”
“Ruolin isn’t my woman, I shouldn’t have to watch over her day and night.”
“But the family matters aren’t settled yet, and you’ve come here.”
The man continued striding towards the exit, “I kind of miss her. It’s been nearly three months since I last saw her, but I guess she probably doesn’t miss me.”
Chapter 209: She Has Insomnia Outside the airport.
Simon looked up at the foreign night sky, revealing a gentle smile.
“Young master, we can only stay at a hotel tonight, the villa is still being cleaned. Also, the lady will arrive tomorrow.”
“Try to clean the villa before Aunt Lan arrives, she needs to stay there for treatment.”
“Yes!”
…
Late at night, Mo Family Estate, bedroom.
Qiao Ruoxin, held in the man’s arms, tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
She began writhing restlessly, not even knowing what she wanted to do herself.
Finally, the man’s deep and lazy voice sounded, “Little Ghost, if you move again, I’ll take it as an invitation.”
“…”
Damned man!
Sure enough, she didn’t move anymore, obediently lying in the man’s arms.
Mo Chen tightened his arm around her waist, bent down, and kissed her fair swan neck, “Why can’t you sleep? Worried about something?”
Her back pressed against the man’s broad chest, she whispered, “My mom is coming back to the country.”
The man’s grip on her waist tightened sharply, almost choking Qiao Ruoxin.
“Mo Chen, you’re hurting me, let go…”
His eyebrows were furrowed, his handsome face tense, but he still loosened his hold on her waist.
If it were anyone else, he could eliminate them without hesitation, forever.
But this person was Qiao Ruoxin’s mother…
What could he do?
The next second, Mo Chen rolled over, pinning her beneath him, his dark eyes intensely focused on her.
Qiao Ruoxin widened her eyes in surprise. This damned man wasn’t going to lie on top of her the whole night again, was he?
“You…”
“Little Ghost, are you struggling with this?”
She was slightly taken aback, then shook her head, “No.”
“Then why can’t you sleep?”
Qiao Ruoxin sighed softly, “I’m afraid she’ll go to you again. She must know that nothing she says to me now will make a difference, so she’ll have to come to you.”
Hearing this, Mo Chen’s tense features relaxed slightly, and he hugged her soft body.
The man grasped her chin and kissed her fiercely, as if to vent the frustration in his heart.
After what felt like ages, the kiss ended, and the man embraced her and closed his eyes.
“Sleep now, stop thinking. I actually hope your mom comes to find me.”
“Why?”
“To see just how excellent I really am!”
Qiao Ruoxin, who had been downcast, let out a laugh at this. This damned man was just too… adorable.
Mo Chen, hearing her laughter, opened his eyes, “What are you laughing at?”
“It’s just… I think you’re quite cute.”
The man frowned displeasedly, speaking in a deep voice, “Choose another adjective, that’s disgusting.”
“…”
She coughed awkwardly, “How about ‘mighty’ then?”
“That’ll do.”
Qiao Ruoxin muttered quietly, “You’re really high maintenance…”
The man embraced her soft body more tightly, saying softly, “Be good… go to sleep.”
With a smile still lingering on her lips, she obediently closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep. She entered a deep sleep and rested very peacefully.
In the darkness, Qiao Ruoxin gently snuggled into the man’s chest as if she could find infinite security there.
Mo Chen looked down at her sleeping figure and touched her small face.
His expression was serious, his lips firmly pressed together.
This time Qiao Ruoxin returned, from the first glance he saw her, he had decided he would not let her go again.
He didn’t want to be too harsh on Qiao Ruoxin, but this time, he might become a man who would stop at nothing.
A ruthless glint emerged in the man’s dark eyes.
Chapter 210: Brother Wants to Be Your First Choice The next day, in the early morning.
When Qiao Ruoxin opened her eyes, the man’s figure had already vanished from her side.
She sat up lazily and then saw that her mother had called her on her cell phone.
She hesitated for a few seconds but answered the call nonetheless.
“Hello…”
“Xinxin, I’m at the airport now; I’ll be returning to the country tonight. If you have time, can you come to see Mom?”
“I know, I’ll come if I have time.”
“Good, I’ll wait for you.”
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Ruoxin closed her eyes with a sense of helplessness and leaned back.
This time, she was going to decide on her own life.
After spacing out on the bed for a while, she got up, went to the bathroom to wash and brush, changed her clothes, and prepared to go to the talent agency.
…
At the charity auction venue.
Mo Chen sat in the corner with an expressionless face, seemingly having suffered from insomnia the night before, with a gloom spread across his handsome features.
Or perhaps, his tenderness would only emerge in Qiao Ruoxin’s presence.
With his right arm on the table, he closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a bit tired.
In the instant he looked up, he saw a staff member leading a man in.
And this man was the same trash he had beaten up in the snow two years ago.
Simon from the Lawrence family.
Heh…
Finally, he had come, and appeared before him – a coincidence? Impossible.
Mo Chen kept his lips tightly shut, watching as the staff seated Simon in the front row.
As Simon lifted the glass of water from the table to drink, he revealed the watch on his wrist.
This watch made Mo Chen’s dark pupils constrict suddenly.
Mo Chen looked down at his own wristwatch—the one on that trash’s wrist was identical to his!
He remembered clearly how Qiao Ruoxin had said she used up all her savings to have this unique watch custom-made at headquarters!
In an instant, Mo Chen felt rage brewing inside him, his jawline tensed, holding back that anger.
Halfway through the auction, Mo Chen got up and left.
Simon, sitting in the front row, of course, noticed this scene and a sly, tender smile spread across his lips.
“The show is about to begin…”
Simon watched the auction stage and muttered to himself with a smile.
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Evening.
Qiao Ruoxin had just finished her workday. As she was preparing to get into her car downstairs, she noticed that Mo Chen’s car was there with the driver and bodyguards standing outside.
She slowed her pace, knowing that when the bodyguards stand outside waiting like this, it meant Mo Chen had private matters to handle.
She approached and pulled the car door open, then got inside.
That evening, Mo Chen did not look at her but kept his gaze outside the window, lost in thought.
“Mo Chen, what are you thinking about?”
After a long while, the man’s deep voice sounded: “I’m wondering… if you’ve lied to me.”
Qiao Ruoxin was baffled: “What did I lie to you about?”
The next second, Mo Chen suddenly pinned her down on the back seat of the car, his towering body pressing down on her: “Little Ghost, the watch you gave me, the one you had custom-made at headquarters, it’s unique, right?”
“Yes…”
The man stared into her beautiful eyes, clear and bright, like clear water.
That trash was deliberately causing misunderstandings, sowing discord.
“Did you have this watch made in the name of the Lawrence family?”
“…” Qiao Ruoxin felt a bit awkward: “How did you know? I just wanted to get the watch more quickly.”
The man snorted with laughter; no wonder that trash could get a copy made that was identical.
He lowered his head and kissed Qiao Ruoxin’s cheek, his lips lingering on her skin: “Little Ghost, don’t leave me again. I want to be your first choice, without any hesitation.”
His low voice carried too much reluctance, ambition, and domineering possessiveness.
Qiao Ruoxin was stunned for a second, then answered him with her actions, her slender arms embracing the man’s body.