Ch. 31..40
Chapter 31: Master Mo Loses His Temper! Evening.
Qiao Ruoxin got into the car, her bodyguard driving her to find Mo Chen.
She looked out at the pedestrians through the car window, “What’s he doing now?”
“Master Mo is at a cocktail party, we’ll take Miss Qiao there.”
She responded, “Mm, I’ll take a nap, wake me when we arrive.”
She had recorded a whole day’s worth of programs, singing and dancing, it was too exhausting.
…
At the cocktail party.
Mo Chen wore a dark green suit, perfectly tailored, with a white shirt underneath and two buttons undone.
His long fingers held a glass of champagne, his handsome face tight, expressionless.
He glanced over the crowd, his eyes filled with disdain, ugly women everywhere.
Quite a few daughters of distinguished families wanted to talk to him, but were all scared away by the aggressive aura he gave off.
Finally, a bold woman approached, about to speak…
“Stay away from me.” His tone was cold enough to chill the heart.
The woman’s expression was hurt, and she left dejectedly.
At that moment, a man’s voice rang out, “Master Mo, it seems no beauty here is up to your standards.”
Mo Chen glanced at the man dismissively and drained the champagne in his glass.
He had no intention of paying attention to this notorious waste from the imperial city, Jian Chen.
Seeing that Mo Chen ignored him, Jian Chen continued with a smile, “Your ex-girlfriend has been making quite a splash recently, almost living in the trending searches, always finding ways to leech off your popularity.”
Mo Chen’s face was expressionless as he toyed with the champagne glass in his hand.
“Two years since the breakup and you let her get away with this arrogance? If you ask me, this Qiao Ruoxin is cheap. She dumped you back then and now she’s leeching off your popularity, thinking she can do whatever she wants just because she’s pretty!”
A dangerous atmosphere began brewing in the air…
Mo Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, raising them to look at the incessant Jian Chen.
But Jian Chen was undeterred, going on, “I pursued Qiao Ruoxin back in the day too, that snobby girl, didn’t even give me a proper glance, I think she’s just the reincarnation of a sly fox, mean and cruel. Just watch, her end won’t be pretty, played by men—thinks she’s so amazing…”
Suddenly!
The champagne glass in the man’s hand shattered on the ground, emitting a gratingly loud sound.
Suddenly, silence fell over the whole place.
The next second—
“Ah!!!” Jian Chen let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.
Mo Chen punched him in the face, instantly losing it, “Say it again, I dare you!”
The volcano fully erupted, and the fierce beast within him was released!
…
In the car.
Qiao Ruoxin opened her eyes and looked at the night view outside the window.
Suddenly, the car door was opened, the bodyguard looked anxious, “Miss Qiao, it’s not good! Master Mo is fighting someone at the cocktail party!”
She instantly woke up!
“What? A fight?”
She hurriedly got out of the car and rushed towards the cocktail party.
Qiao Ruoxin ran to the party and immediately saw the shocking scene.
It was indeed Mo Chen fighting someone, but the situation looked more like he was beating someone up.
The man being hit had no power to fight back.
“You deserved to be dumped by a woman! Do you know we all are waiting to see you become the laughing stock? We are waiting for the day you fall!”
“What are you so proud of, Mo Chen? You’re just relying on your father! You were just lucky to be born into wealth, otherwise you couldn’t be so arrogant!”
Jian Chen, his mouth spitting blood, continued to taunt despite being beaten to where he couldn’t get up by Mo Chen.
Mo Chen kicked him in the chest, letting out a sneer, “Lucky to be born into wealth? Why don’t you go get born into it yourself? Did I stop you?”
After that, he kicked Jian Chen again, until he could no longer speak.
Then, Mo Chen left under the terrified gazes of everyone, his tall and handsome figure radiating aggression.
Chapter 32: Lower your head a bit, I can’t reach. The man had just stepped out of the banquet when he saw the slender figure standing there.
His long legs came to a halt as he gazed at Qiao Ruoxin’s delicate, beautiful face.
Qiao Ruoxin approached him with a faint smile, “Let’s go, I’m hungry.”
Then, she took Mo Chen’s hand and left the place.
A slight change finally appeared on Mo Chen’s cold and handsome face as he looked down at the hand the woman was holding.
Two years…
Qiao Ruoxin led him to the car and turned to the bodyguards standing in a row, “You guys can go.”
The bodyguards glanced at Mo Chen, who responded indifferently, “Hmm.”
And so, everyone left.
Qiao Ruoxin looked up at the man beside her, “I’ll drive.”
She then promptly took the driver’s seat.
Mo Chen watched her for a few seconds before sitting in the passenger seat.
Inside the car, neither of them spoke. Qiao Ruoxin was focused on driving, constantly searching for something.
Finally, the car pulled over to the side of the road.
She unbuckled her seat belt, “Wait for me, I’ll be right back.”
The man frowned slightly, watching her get out of the car and walk towards the pharmacy, his lips pressing into a straight line.
After a little while, Qiao Ruoxin emerged from the pharmacy and placed the medicine bag on the hood of the car.
“Mo Chen, get out of the car.”
He opened the car door and walked over to Qiao Ruoxin, observing her careful and earnest manner as she dabbed at something with a cotton swab soaked in disinfectant alcohol.
Qiao Ruoxin looked up at him, “Lower your head a bit, I can’t reach.”
Mo Chen was expressionless and silent but lowered his head nonetheless.
There was a small cut on his forehead from which fresh blood oozed, giving his handsome features a touch of rebellious charm.
Gently, Qiao Ruoxin disinfected the wound and tenderly blew on it a couple of times.
At the faint breath on his forehead, his body tensed, his adam’s apple bobbing.
Then, Qiao Ruoxin took out a band-aid and applied it to his temple, revealing a satisfied smile, “There, don’t touch it with your hands.”
Mo Chen straightened up, responding coldly, “Hm.”
“Let’s go have dinner, I’m really hungry.”
The man looked into her twinkling eyes and asked in a deep voice, “What do you want to eat?”
She pondered a moment, “Hmm… let’s go for Japanese food?”
“Fine,” his voice was deep, sensual, and tinged with a hint of calm.
At this moment, Mo Chen was a far cry from the violent, bloodthirsty person he had been at the banquet.
…
In the private room of the Japanese restaurant.
Qiao Ruoxin ordered a lot of dishes, while Mo Chen sat opposite her in silence.
After the waiter took the menu and left, she took a sip of tea, “You’ll pay later, okay?”
The man raised his eyebrows slightly and let out a low laugh, his tone somewhat cool, “Weren’t you treating me to dinner?”
Qiao Ruoxin nodded, “That’s right, but I don’t have any money now, so you’ll pay.”
Mo Chen stared at her for a while before saying in a deep voice, “Have you become this poverty-stricken?”
She took out the man’s phone from her purse and handed it back to him, “I want to be independent, I don’t spend family money.”
Mo Chen took back his phone, still with an indifferent attitude, “Hmm, I see.”
She supported her face with her hands, seriously saying, “Mo Chen, when I earn some money, I’ll treat you to the most expensive meal.”
“Why do I feel like I’ve been raising a daughter? Grown up now, ready to take care of me?”
Mo Chen frowned, finding it somewhat amusing.
She huffed haughtily, “Then I’ll invite another man to dinner!”
“Try it if you want to die.”
Chapter 33: #Mo Chen Hits Someone# Tops the Trending Searches Halfway through the meal, Qiao Ruoxin’s phone received a news alert.
She glanced at it and her expression immediately changed.
The news headline read “Son of Asia’s Richest Man, Mo Chen, Gets Physical at a Party”.
Soon after, various apps started pushing the news, each headline more sensational than the last.
Mo Chen’s phone vibrated.
The man’s slender fingers picked up the phone and put it to his ear, from which his father’s roaring voice came through.
“You little brat! While I’m overseas winning glory for our country, you’re at home bringing shame upon the Mo Family!”
The private room was so quiet that Qiao Ruoxin, sitting opposite him, could hear everything crystal clear.
Mo Chen frowned, a trace of irritation showing between his brows as he held the phone a few centimeters away.
“Why clash with that loser! Do you know how many people are watching us, the Mo Family? You cause trouble at a time like this!”
He spoke with composure, still with that indifferent look on his face, “I will handle it.”
“Clean up this mess immediately!”
Beep… Beep…
After hanging up, he looked indifferently at Qiao Ruoxin across from him and said in a deep voice, “Weren’t you hungry? Eat, it’s going to rain outside.”
“Yeah,” she didn’t say much, just quietly ate her meal.
…
Meanwhile—
#MoChenHitsPeople# hit number one on the trending searches, boom!
A video of Mo Chen beating up Jian Chen at the party scene reached a hundred thousand comments in half an hour, and the topic’s popularity instantly surged past a hundred million.
“Holy shit, holy shit! Living to see the day! Did Mo actually hit that notorious loser from the capital???”
“Is Mo Chen that hot-headed? It’s a party, for god’s sake, how can he just start hitting someone like that?”
“The capital’s loser got it bad, didn’t stand a chance to fight back at all!”
“I don’t know all the facts. Let’s wait and see, maybe there’s a twist.”
“I’ve got a crazy theory. According to insider information, the capital’s loser also pursued Qiao Ruoxin before. Could it be over a woman?”
“Mo is seriously handsome! A thousand people beg him to make a debut! If he does, he’ll definitely become top-tier talent!”
“Rich family drama is the best! Hahaha, I’m dying! So many people at the scene, and not a single one dared to step forward and intervene?”
“Capital’s loser, did you post this video yourself? You get beat up like that and still have the face to trend on social media?”
“Is the son of Asia’s richest lingering a bit too much in fantasy, going so far as to hit someone in public? That’s downright arrogant!”
“This high profile, your dad’s going to have a fit, right? Mo, watch your image. The Mo family’s business empire is waiting for you to inherit! Secure the spot as Asia’s richest man!”
“Honestly, the way Mo Chen hits is terrifying, like he’s trying to beat someone to death!”
“What exactly caused the fight? Mo Chen usually seems pretty low-key.”
…
After finishing the meal, Qiao Ruoxin drove him home.
In the parking spot, cars were parked closely on either side—it was the kind of situation she dreaded the most, given her average driving skills.
Mo Chen watched her cautious reversing and said in a deep voice, “Don’t panic, focus.”
“Yeah, got it.”
The man patiently waited for ten minutes until they finally left the spot smoothly.
As the car eased into the street, Qiao Ruoxin breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly laughed.
This scene reminded her of when she was 18, and Mo Chen had taught her to drive, hands-on.
And she had completely written off the man’s favorite car.
Mo Chen looked at her profile, “Laughing at what?”
She glanced at the man’s handsome face, “Suddenly remembered when you taught me how to drive.”
He stared at Qiao Ruoxin’s profile, pondering to himself.
Qiao Ruoxin kept her eyes on the road and asked, “How much was the car I ruined back then? You never told me, can you say now?”
With an indifferent attitude, Mo Chen replied flatly, “Seventy million.”
Chapter 34: I Thought My Woman Could Her eyes widened in disbelief, “Why didn’t you say so earlier? Why did you let me practice with such an expensive car?”
“I thought my woman could handle it, who knew you’d be that clumsy.”
He taught her the whole summer vacation, and this Little Ghost only then learned how to drive.
Qiao Ruoxin shot him a woeful glance with her small eyes, “Then I just don’t have the talent in this area, so I learned slower.”
Suddenly, a light rain started to fall outside, pitter-pattering.
She quickened her pace, but the man’s deep voice came from beside her, “Drive slower.”
“Oh…”
Half an hour later, they finally returned to Jiang Mansion No. 1, and the car entered the garage.
As soon as he entered the living room, Mo Chen began to make calls to the public relations department to handle the news on the internet.
Qiao Ruoxin didn’t disturb him; she went back to her room, took a shower, and changed into a camisole nightgown with an ice silk robe draped over it.
The rain got heavier, but thankfully, they were already home.
She stood outside the man’s bedroom, leaning on the corridor, waiting for Mo Chen to come back from the study.
After what seemed like a long time, his deep footsteps approached, and she looked up.
Mo Chen walked towards her, frowning slightly, “What are you doing standing here?”
“I want a hug…” Her soft, coquettish voice was very seductive.
“…” He took a few more steps closer to her and said in a deep voice, “Come here and hug me.”
Qiao Ruoxin revealed a sweet smile, stepped forward, and hugged the man’s body, pressing her cheek against his chest.
Listening to his heartbeat, mixed with the sound of rain outside, was very comforting…
A deep and husky voice came from above her head, “Did that trash from the capital pursue you?”
Disgust filled the man’s tone, as if he was talking about something filthy.
Qiao Ruoxin was slightly taken aback, and gave a dismissive reply, “Seems like it.”
“When was that?”
“It was probably the year I got admitted into the film academy, at 16?”
Mo Chen’s gaze turned fierce, his jawline tensed, and he looked very displeased.
Shit…
At that time, he was still hesitating whether or not to go after this Little Ghost.
Qiao Ruoxin let go of the man’s body, “Goodnight Mo Chen, I’m just next door. If you can’t sleep, think of me.”
Then, she turned and returned to her own room.
Mo Chen watched her leaving figure, and suddenly, the image of her supporting another man as they left two years ago without even glancing at him flashed through his mind.
His breathing became rapid, and his fists at his sides clenched tightly, the knuckles cracking.
Hatred brewed in his dark eyes, and a murderous aura surrounded him.
Suddenly, he turned and went back to his bedroom, slamming the door shut heavily.
Mo Chen looked around his bedroom, his head throbbing, his mind flooded with filthy images.
…
In the next room.
Qiao Ruoxin lay in bed, scrolled through her phone one more time, and saw that the trending topics had been pulled immediately.
She could tell the efficiency of the Hengzhong Group’s public relations department.
Only then did she feel reassured to turn off her phone and get ready to sleep.
Not long after, a loud noise suddenly came from next door.
Qiao Ruoxin’s eyes burst open, and she reflexively got up, put on slippers, and left the room.
She went to the door of Mo Chen’s bedroom, and the sound of something being smashed inside became clearer.
Her eyes were panicky; how could this happen… everything was fine just before.
“Mo Chen! Open the door!”
Qiao Ruoxin kept knocking on the door, but he didn’t open it for her; the sound of smashing continued inside.
She cried out, “Mo Chen, open the door! Please stop this, okay?”
The noise inside suddenly stopped.
After what felt like an eternity, a suppressed and sinister voice came from inside, “Go to sleep, and don’t bother with me.”
Chapter 35: I’ll Lose Control If I Don’t Take My Medicine The bedroom was in complete disarray, with every breakable object shattered.
Mo Chen leaned against the door, lighting a cigarette that he placed between his lips, the irritability in his heart not subsiding from smashing things, but intensifying instead.
A gloomy sense of decadence enveloped his handsome features, making him seem as if he had emerged from hell itself.
…
Qiao Ruoxin stood silently outside the door for a while, then she went back to her room and came out with a guitar.
She sat on the carpet with her back against the door, her gaze faintly sweeping over the rain outside the window.
She lowered her eyes, her slender fingers plucked the guitar strings, and the prelude began to play slowly…
It was Jay Chou’s “Sunny Day”.
A smile curved Qiao Ruoxin’s lips, and her clean, sweet voice sang, “The little yellow flowers of the story have been drifting since the year of my birth, the childhood swings swing with the memories until now…”
Mixed with the sound of the rain outside, everything felt so comfortable.
…
Behind the door.
Mo Chen smoked one cigarette after another. The moment he heard the sound of the guitar, the rotten wounds on his heart began to tighten slowly.
It was not until he heard Little Ghost’s voice, tender, sweet, clean, with a hint of frailty.
The chaotic mess of the bedroom, like a barren land where no grass grows, seemed to regain vitality upon hearing her voice.
The boiling irritability within Mo Chen gradually calmed.
The haze of smoke blurred his cold, handsome features.
Separated by a door, their thoughts flew chaotically.
The sound of the rain outside the window was crisp and pleasant. After Qiao Ruoxin played the last note, the whole world seemed to fall into silence.
Only the sound of the rain continued.
Through the door, he heard Qiao Ruoxin say, “Brother Mo Chen, go to sleep, good night.”
He responded indifferently, “Hmm…”
…
Qiao Ruoxin leaned against the door, holding the guitar.
Her gaze fell on her left wrist, where a fine scar was barely visible unless looked at closely.
She closed her eyes, and the image of her in the bathroom, writing ‘Mo Chen’ on the wall with fresh blood, surfaced in her mind.
Blood dripping, despairing and helpless…
Tears slowly fell from her cheeks, hitting the guitar strings.
The next day, early morning.
At seven o’clock, Qiao Ruoxin got up, freshened up, and changed her clothes.
She stood outside Mo Chen’s bedroom door, waiting for him to come out.
After a full half-hour, the bedroom door finally opened, revealing the man’s tall figure, dressed to the nines.
Qiao Ruoxin glanced behind him; the bedroom was a mess, a pitiful sight to behold.
It seemed that the man had another sleepless night, which is why he looked so full of menace now.
Mo Chen frowned, closed the bedroom door, and said in a deep voice, “Waiting for me?”
She smiled slightly, “Yeah, what do you want to eat? I’ll make breakfast for you.”
The man stared at her intently for a while before saying, “Anything’s fine.”
Qiao Ruoxin looked at his handsome face, with a band-aid still on his forehead, and said, “I’ll help you take off the band-aid later. Keeping it on too long will suffocate the skin.”
“Hmm.”
“Brother Mo Chen, stop taking those pills, okay?” She always felt those pills made Mo Chen increasingly irritable.
Mo Chen’s brow furrowed, his face grim, his tone harsh, “Without the pills, I’ll lose control.”
“You won’t, trust me, okay?”
“…”
It seemed he had developed a dependency on the medication; the more irritable he became, the more he wanted to take the pills, and the more pills he took, the more irritable he became, a vicious cycle.
“Don’t regret it. I can’t control myself at all. I might even hit a woman,” his voice was calm yet indifferent.
Qiao Ruoxin suddenly laughed, “I know you won’t.”
Chapter 36: Coaxing Him to Sleep Qiao Ruoxin prepared two simple American-style breakfasts.
She picked up the glass, took a sip of the orange juice, and looked at the man opposite her, “Come to my room later, and I’ll help you take off the adhesive bandage and disinfect the wound again.”
Mo Chen raised his eyes to glance at her, “Can’t we do it here?”
“The medicine box is in my room.”
After finishing her breakfast, Ruoxin wiped the corner of her mouth and stood up, “Hurry over, I’ll wait for you in the room.”
Watching her leave, Mo Chen felt some resistance in his heart, he didn’t want to enter a woman’s room.
But after a while, having finished breakfast, he still got up and walked upstairs.
…
In the guest room, Qiao Ruoxin lit an aromatherapy diffuser, one that eased fatigue and promoted sleep.
The door was pushed open, and Mo Chen came in.
She naturally opened the medicine box, took out a cotton swab dipped in medical alcohol, and approached him.
Mo Chen instinctively lowered his head to avoid her not reaching.
Qiao Ruoxin gently removed the adhesive bandage from the corner of his forehead, then disinfected the wound with the cotton swab.
“Done.”
Mo Chen straightened up, “I’m leaving.”
At the moment he turned to leave, Ruoxin suddenly grabbed his hand, and without warning, pushed him down on the bed.
Mo Chen’s tall body fell onto the soft, cushy big bed.
Then, Qiao Ruoxin lay down beside him, tightly holding his hand.
“Brother Mo Chen, I want to sleep, keep me company…”
Annoyance immediately surfaced on the man’s coldly handsome face, “I really want to kill you! Sleep by yourself!”
He shook off the woman’s hand, ready to get up and leave.
Unexpectedly, Ruoxin grabbed his hand again.
With a pitiful look, she lay on the bed looking up at him, “If you don’t keep me company, I’ll start stripping your clothes, you know?”
Mo Chen slightly raised an eyebrow, his dark eyes narrowing as he said in a deep voice, “What did you say?”
Ruoxin stared at him for a few seconds before suddenly getting up to start taking off his suit jacket.
“I said, I’m going to strip your clothes! I’m going to molest you!”
His pupils suddenly contracted, and his agile body dodged Ruoxin’s restless little hands as he said harshly, “Do you want me to throw up on you?”
Qiao Ruoxin laughed lightly, “Then just lie down quietly, if you don’t move, I won’t move.”
Mo Chen stared at her expressionlessly, the two in a standoff, neither willing to admit defeat.
This damn man wouldn’t listen to her at all!
After a few seconds of silence, Ruoxin suddenly lunged at him, attempting to strip off his jacket again.
“Qiao Ruoxin! Have you had enough?”
The man grabbed her wrist with such force it nearly crushed her.
Enduring the pain, her little face stubborn, she asserted, “If you sleep with me, I’ll stop causing trouble.”
Mo Chen stared at her for a long while, then closed his eyes, forcefully suppressing the anger within him.
Finally, he lay down on the bed, waiting for Ruoxin to fall asleep before he would leave.
Ruoxin also lay beside him, tightly holding the man’s hand, afraid he might break free the next second.
Lying in the soft bed, the slight fragrance unique to Ruoxin kept invading Mo Chen’s nostrils.
He frowned, his handsome face tense, enduring.
One second…
One minute…
Half an hour…
Hearing Ruoxin’s even breathing, he sat up ready to leave.
He tried to pull away her small hand, only to find it held on even tighter.
Suddenly, Ruoxin’s beautiful eyes opened, “Brother Mo Chen, are you really looking forward to me taking off your clothes?”
Chapter 37: He Finally Fell Asleep Mo Chen’s eyes darkened as he met her serious gaze.
“Shall I get up now? Am I really going to take off your clothes this time?” her other little hand reached out towards the man.
“…”
Mo Chen remained silent for a few seconds, then lay back down.
Just as he was about to lose his temper, a delicate and soft little hand covered his eyes, so gentle…
“Stay with me for a while, I’m really tired,” her voice carried a hint of laziness.
The man finally gave up struggling and responded faintly, “Hmm.”
With Qiao Ruoxin’s small hand covering his eyes, he could see nothing and simply closed his eyes.
The air was filled with her scent, very comfortable.
Gradually, Mo Chen entered deep sleep and lost consciousness.
Qiao Ruoxin removed her hand from his eyes and looked at his sleeping handsome features.
Long-term insomnia had already taken a toll on his body, and without proper rest and recuperation, his psychological trauma would only worsen.
She gazed at Mo Chen’s face, the high bridge of his nose, the perfect jawline, sculpted as if by an artist, handsome and sexy.
This damn man had better skin than many women.
What great genes.
Qiao Ruoxin stared at him for a while, preparing to cover him with the blanket and leave, to let him get a good sleep.
But as she was about to get up, she found her hand tightly grasped by Mo Chen.
She felt a hint of helplessness and lay back down.
Looking at the man’s handsome profile, she closed her eyes, thinking, well, to just stay with him for a while.
…
In the hospital, inside a high-end ward.
When Jian Chen, the famous loser from the capital, woke up early in the morning, he found that the social media scandal had been completely cleared.
“Fuck!”
Instantly, Jian Chen was furious and immediately sent a Weibo post.
[Jian Chen V: Mo Chen, you shameless bastard! Don’t think that just because the trending search has been cleared, the matter is settled! If you don’t apologize to me, I will release the second half of the video where you hit someone! I’ll see you in court! Get ready for my lawyer’s letter!]
No sooner had this post been published than it topped the trending search half an hour later #JianChenLawyerLetterWarning# boom!
The comments on Jian Chen’s post instantly surpassed ten thousand.
[Whoa, is this the continuation of “Unforgettable Mansion Drama”? I’m here for the gossip!]
[What exactly is in the second half of the video??? Release it! Don’t be a coward!]
[I’m starting to hesitate now, did Mo really do something wrong this time? Hitting someone in public is really a bit too much!]
[The loser from the capital is so bold? Mo Chen withdrew the trending search overnight, could it be that he’s really guilty and scared?]
[I’ve said it before, Mo Chen’s low profile is all an act, if my dad were the richest man in Asia, I could go straight to heaven!]
[There were so many people at the banquet, isn’t there anyone who dares come forward to reveal the truth?]
[Looks like the loser from the capital is ready to make a big deal out of this, preparing to go to court? You must sue! I’m waiting to watch the show!]
[I’ve long heard that the Mo Family’s lawyer team is renowned for never losing a case! I’m excited, let the lawsuits begin!]
[The wrongdoings of the loser from the capital are not few, I reckon Mo is serving justice on behalf of heaven.]
[Right! Did you all forget about the last time the loser from the capital harassed a female secretary, which became a huge scandal?]
[The Mo Family withdrew the trending search overnight so discreetly this time, could it be that Jian Chen has something on them? What exactly is in the second half of the video?]
…
Lying in the hospital bed with his face swollen and bruised, Jian Chen looked like a pig’s head.
Chapter 38: Expecting me to apologize to him? Dream on! It wasn’t until nightfall that the man on the bed finally opened his eyes.
The second he opened his eyes, Qiao Ruoxin’s beautiful face entered his sight.
“Congratulations, Brother Mo Chen, you’ve slept for ten hours and three minutes. Don’t you feel well-rested?”
Mo Chen was slightly startled, then abruptly sat up, his hand still tightly gripping Little Ghost’s wrist.
“I’ve slept for an entire day?” His voice was low and slightly hoarse.
Qiao Ruoxin blinked, “Yep.”
He released her wrist, only then noticing that the delicate skin had reddened in a circle.
Mo Chen picked up his phone and glanced at it, countless missed calls, along with an international long-distance call from his father.
The phone vibrated again.
He pressed answer and held it to his ear, his expression instantly darkening, he barked angrily, “Let him sue! Apologize on behalf of your old man? Dream on!”
Mo Chen hung up the phone and stood up sharply.
Well-rested, he appeared clear-headed and refreshed, as if he had absorbed the essence of the world around him.
He turned back to look at Qiao Ruoxin on the bed, “I have things to take care of, I’m leaving first.”
“Go on, go on…” She smiled faintly, her objective having been achieved now that she had allowed Mo Chen to sleep for ten hours.
In the moment Mo Chen turned around, he fiercely glanced back at her with a warning, “Keep your phone on for 24 hours!”
She nodded obediently and meekly, “Mhm, okay.”
Then, she watched the tall figure of the man leave through the door.
Only then did Qiao Ruoxin have the time to care about her wrist, wincing in pain.
Asshole! Doesn’t he know how to be gentle?
He almost broke her wrist.
She picked up her phone and glanced at it, her eyes widening at the hot news push from Weibo.
She immediately felt more alert, sat up, clicked open the Weibo hot search, and after reading, she was seething with rage.
“This loser really takes an inch and wants a mile!”
Qiao Ruoxin dialed Bai Junyan’s number, and it connected quickly, “Xiaobai, I’m giving you a chance to make a merit for the group, want it?”
“Oh? Let’s hear it.”
She couldn’t help but laugh, “Just wait, you’re about to make a name for yourself.”
…
Bai Junyan, who was at a dinner party, received a video message.
After watching it, he sincerely exclaimed, “Fuck… that’s explosive.”
Thus, Bai Junyan posted on Weibo: [Hengzhong Film Company’s Bai JunyanV: @Jian Chen. No need for any advance notice, I’ve posted the latter half of the video for you, everyone please enjoy.]
The comment section exploded in an instant.
[Holy shit holy shit holy shit! Is this the latter half of the video? It’s too explosive!]
[You Beijing loser, do you deserve a beating! You’re so foul-mouthed, who else should we hit if not you? Jealous of Mo Chen’s ability to reincarnate?]
[Mo Chen is so manly! Having the ability to reincarnate is his own skill, what’s it to you, you unhappy or something?]
[I always said that Beijing loser is rotten to the core, yet some people feel sorry for him, truly revolting!]
[How dare you say that Mo Chen deserves to be dumped by a woman? Are you sick? What’s his love life got to do with you, Beijing loser?]
[Still mouthy after getting beaten up like that, I reasonably suspect that Mo Chen made a move because he probably uttered some foul language.]
[Now that the video is out, I’ll boldly spill some beans, I was a waiter at the banquet that day, it was indeed Jian Chen who first made contemptuous remarks, right in front of Mo Chen, calling his ex-girlfriend a slut, a fox spirit, played by men until death and such…]
[Damn! Good on Mo Chen for the beating! No one is more foul-mouthed than this!]
[Truly worthy of being a Beijing loser, good for nothing but having the number one foul mouth, just like a gossip. What do Mo Chen’s ex-girlfriends have to do with you at all?]
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Chapter 39: I’m not usually like that, don’t be afraid of me Hengzhong Group, President’s Office.
Mo Chen stared at the computer screen, his eyes slightly narrowed, his expression dark.
He leaned back in his chair and picked up his phone to dial Bai Junyan’s number.
“What can I do for you, Mr. Mo?”
He pulled out a cigarette and placed it between his lips, lit it with a lighter, and spoke in a deep voice, “Where did you get that video from?”
Bai Junyan’s laughter came from the other end of the phone: “Miss Qiao actually did a good deed without leaving her name? She gave it to me. You haven’t been doting on her for nothing.”
A trace of faint surprise flashed through Mo Chen’s dark eyes, and he hung up the call.
He looked at Qiao Ruoxin’s photo on his phone’s lock screen, where she was sticking out her tongue at him, looking naughty yet beautiful.
His lips curved up, and finally, his icy handsome face warmed up a bit.
However…
Did that Little Ghost witness him beating someone last night?
Mo Chen frowned slightly in displeasure, wondering if she would be afraid.
…
Afternoon.
Qiao Ruoxin was sent to the program team to start recording “Idol 101” again.
The mentors began the theme song assessment.
All the trainees gathered together, waiting for the mentors’ final announcement.
Finally, Lu Xingyu, as the mentor spokesperson, appeared before them and officially announced the trainees who could participate in recording the theme song.
“Lastly, I announce that the center position for the theme song recording goes to Qiao Ruoxin. I hope the other trainees will continue to work hard.”
Everyone looked at her with various gazes.
There were ones of envy, jealousy, and even hatred.
Lu Xingyu glanced at Qiao Ruoxin with appreciation: “Qiao Ruoxin, now that you’re in the center position, make sure you perform well.”
“Thank you, Teacher Lu,” she said with a slight smile, confident and full of vitality.
Lu Xingyu: “Everyone can go change now, and then head to the stage to record the theme song.”
Half an hour later.
On the vast stage, the lights came up, and the beautiful stage design was like a fairy tale world with its aquatic blue color theme.
Qiao Ruoxin stood in the center position at the front in her uniform, receiving all the adoration.
The head director, Wen Wan, directed various departments to begin the first take of the theme song recording.
Standing behind the monitor, Wen Wan watched Qiao Ruoxin in the center spot looking so lively and beautiful, and she felt a pang of envy.
Lu Xingyu approached, speaking slowly: “Director Wen, are you satisfied with this center candidate? Someone who combines topicality, popularity, talent, and looks.”
Wen Wan was stunned for a moment, not expecting such high praise for Qiao Ruoxin from Lu Xingyu.
“Who has the last laugh is still uncertain,” Wen Wan said with a smile.
Lu Xingyu watched Qiao Ruoxin on the stage: “I have a feeling, she might debut from the center position.”
…
After an afternoon of recording, the theme song was finally completed.
Qiao Ruoxin returned to her room, collapsed onto the bed without strength, and felt like she could fall asleep in a second.
Her cellphone rang.
She reached out and fumbled for a while, finally getting hold of her phone and put it to her ear: “Hello…”
“Come out, I’m outside.”
She instantly woke up!
Her eyes snapped open, and she walked to the balcony to look down, sure enough, she saw a white Koenigsegg parked below.
Such a flashy sports car could only belong to Mo Chen.
This was the only car of its kind in the country at the moment.
Qiao Ruoxin turned and walked out of her room, quickly descended the stairs, and stepped outside the villa.
She saw Mo Chen sitting on the front hood of the car, seemingly smoking again…
Seeing her come out, the man stood up, his tall figure straightening, and he snuffed out the cigarette, throwing it into the trash bin.
Qiao Ruoxin approached him, and before she could speak, Mo Chen asked in a deep voice, “Did you shoot that video?”
“Yeah, what about it?”
The next second, the man grasped her slender wrist, pulled her into his embrace, and his large hand held her head: “I’m not usually like that, don’t be afraid of me.”
Chapter 40: She and Mo Chen were surreptitiously photographed Qiao Ruoxin was held in his arms, stunned for several seconds.
Then she looked up at him with a somewhat amused expression, “I know, I’m not scared of you.”
Mo Chen looked down and met those sparkling eyes at such a close distance…
He subconsciously pushed away the woman in his arms.
Qiao Ruoxin took a step back, murmuring her displeasure softly, “You’re the one who wanted to hug me, and now you push me away… jerk.”
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice filled with danger, “What did you say?”
She immediately flashed a smile, “Huh? I said you’re so handsome, Brother Mo Chen, you’re much more handsome than that top influencer, Lu Xingyu.”
Mo Chen sneered, “Don’t give me that, I heard you cursing me.”
Ugh…
Jerk, he’s just not a gentleman at all!
She put on an innocent look, stretching out her arms, “Hug…”
Mo Chen stared at her expressionlessly for three seconds, but then spoke arrogantly, “Come over and hug if you want.”
Unable to hold back, Qiao Ruoxin burst into laughter and stepped forward to wrap her arms around the man’s waist.
With her face against the man’s chest and the white shirt, she asked, “After a good sleep, do you feel much better?”
“Mm.”
“Then… can I kiss you?”
Suddenly, Qiao Ruoxin was pushed away again, and it made her laugh out of irritation.
Mo Chen’s handsome face was tight, and he glared at her fiercely, “Stay away from me!”
“Alright, alright, I’ll stay away, then I’m leaving.” She turned around, intending to go back, but the man behind her suddenly grabbed her wrist forcefully.
Qiao Ruoxin turned to look at him, “What? Is there something else?”
Mo Chen seemed to be suppressing the beast within him, his voice raging, “Don’t you f***ing let me see your back again! Or I might really lose control and kill you!”
After speaking, he released her wrist and turned to open the car door.
Qiao Ruoxin’s back was a dark shadow in his heart!
She watched as he drove away quickly, even the speed of the car carried his intense rage.
However, unbeknownst to them, Kong Ling, hiding in a corner, had captured the whole scene on her phone.
…
When Kong Ling returned to her room and turned on the light, she was so startled that she screamed.
“So you do know how to come back.” Qiao Sisi sat on the bed, her eyes as venomous as a viper’s.
“I…” Kong Ling retreated step by step.
Qiao Sisi stood up and slapped Kong Ling across the face, “How dare you betray me!”
Kong Ling trembled all over, tears spilling out, “I didn’t!”
“How would Qiao Ruoxin know it was me if you didn’t tell her? How could she possibly know about it without you saying something?” Qiao Sisi screamed.
Shaking, Kong Ling pulled out her phone, “I really didn’t tell her! Here, this… I just filmed Qiao Ruoxin with a man…”
Qiao Sisi’s eyes lit up with greed as she snatched the phone.
The moment she opened the video, Qiao Sisi went mad, “Ah! That shameless wench! She still dares to cling to Mo Chen!”
In the video, Mo Chen pushed Qiao Ruoxin away repeatedly, and it indeed looked like Qiao Ruoxin was the one persistently chasing him.
Qiao Sisi, wishing she could kill Qiao Ruoxin on the spot, watched Mo Chen in the video with rapid breathing, “Shameless to death! Mo Chen doesn’t want you, yet you still throw yourself at him! Disgusting! Watch how I deal with you!”
“Kong Ling, this is the last time I’ll trust you! If Qiao Ruoxin finds out about this in advance again, it will mean you’re the one who’s betrayed me!”
After that, Qiao Sisi left, slamming the door behind her with the phone in hand.
Kong Ling hid behind the door, shivering with a pale face, close to breaking down mentally.