Mr. Mo, your ex-girlfriend is asking for reconciliation again

Chapter 175: You don't know how to hide when you get hit? Trash
Qiao Ruoxin stared at Lu Xingyu for a few seconds: "Although I'm a little embarrassed, could you please go back first? I want to be alone for a while. It's better for us to go separately."

"..." Lu Xingyu was indeed speechless. This woman was so cold-blooded and heartless.

"Then I'll leave first and go back to rest early. The recording time tonight will last until the early morning."

"Thank you, Teacher Lu."

Lu Xingyu turned and left. She sat alone on a chair in the rest area and continued to apply ice.

Half an hour later, she heard muffled footsteps.

The moment she looked up, she saw Mo Chen's handsome and tall figure standing in front of her, blocking all her light.

The man held her jaw with his slender fingers and gently removed the ice pack. Then his face turned cold in an instant: "Who hit you?"

"My Father."

"..." Mo Chen gripped her jaw a little harder and asked in a deep voice, "Because of me?"

"He doesn't dare to look for you, so he can only vent his anger on me." Her tone was so light and indifferent, but it revealed a bit of grievance and complaint.

Sure enough, the next second, Mo Chen picked up his phone and made a call: "Design a reasonable and natural plan to get Qiao Zhiyong and his family out of the capital!"

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone cruelly and violently, without any room for negotiation.

Qiao Ruoxin stood up and stared at the handsome face of the man: "Brother Mo Chen, if one day you don't want me anymore, there will definitely be a lot of people lining up to trample me to death."

The man sneered and said coldly: "So you have to hold on to me tightly, idiot!"

That's what he thought two years ago. Why on earth did this idiot leave him?
"Brother Mo Chen, I haven't eaten yet. I'm hungry." Her beautiful eyes were like a pool of spring water, staring at the man closely.

Mr. Mo sneered disdainfully: "Didn't you have a man with you? Where is he? You won't even let you eat?"

The jealousy in his tone could have drowned the entire hospital.

She couldn't help but chuckled, and leaned in to sniff the man's chest, like a naughty kitten, restless for a moment.

Mo Chen frowned: "What?"

"I seem to smell a strong smell of vinegar, Brother Mo Chen, I remember you don't like sour food?" "..."

The man hit her forehead unceremoniously: "I really want to fucking kill you!"

Then, he roughly took her hand and walked out of the hospital.

……

In the box.

Qiao Ruoxin ordered a lot of dishes, many of which were actually ordered specifically for Mo Chen.

The man poured her a cup of tea and placed it in front of her: "Does your face still hurt?"

She finally smiled: "It doesn't hurt anymore. The medical ice pack in the hospital is very useful. The swelling has gone down."

Mo Chen stared at her right cheek where she was hit, frowning unhappily: "You didn't even know how to dodge when you were hit? You're useless."

"It's just this once, there won't be a next time."

In her heart, she was completely disappointed with her father.

The waiters served the dishes one after another and then left the private room.

The program recorded in the evening involves a lot of exercise, so she has to eat more.

Mo Chen on the opposite side was so irritable when he lost his temper, but he was extremely elegant and well-educated when eating, with the temperament of a nobleman.

Qiao Ruoxin couldn't help but sigh in her heart, this is the difference between the wealthy and the nouveau riche.

It's really amazing that she knows Mo Chen.

The Qiao family is just a small business, far behind the Mo family, the richest family in Asia.

(End of this chapter)