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

Chapter 230 The Trap Set by Qiao Ruoxin
Next, it is the celebrity charity auction session.

What Qiao Ruoxin donated was a watercolor painting of the starry sky that she painted when she was seventeen years old.

Host: "The auction item donated by our sister Qiao is a watercolor painting she drew when she was seventeen years old. She said she drew it when she was bored, so it's not worth much. The starting price is 50,000 yuan. Please start bidding!"

Simon was the first to reach out.

Host: "Oh my God, Mr. Lawrence offers one million!"

The whole place was in an uproar.

This painting is just at the beginner's level and has no value at all. It's just labeled as a celebrity's painting.

The next second, Mo Chen leaned back in his chair and raised his hand lazily.

The host was shocked: "Mr. Mo bid two million! Oh my god, Miss Qiao's paintings have suddenly become so valuable. I declare in advance that all the auction proceeds will be donated to the Hope Project. Thank you all for your contribution to charity!"

Unexpectedly, Simon raised his hand again and offered three million.

Mo Chen sneered and slowly raised his hand, indicating that he should continue to raise the price.

The host exclaimed, "Oh my God! Mr. Mo bid four million! Any more? Is Mr. Lawrence still willing to follow?"

Qiao Ruoxin couldn't help but frown. This painting was not worth anything at all. She just painted it casually!

She picked up her phone and sent a message to Mo Chen: [Don’t raise the price anymore, just give it to him, this painting is not worth anything! ]

Mo Chen picked up his phone and tapped the keyboard with his slender fingers: [I am happy with it. ]

Qiao Ruoxin: [Brother Mo Chen, can you save these to buy me a skirt? Okay? ]

The man looked at the words on the phone screen and could even imagine the tone of the kid's coquettish tone when he spoke to him.

He touched the screen with his finger and replied: [Yes. ]

Finally, Mo Chen stopped raising the price, and the painting belonged to Simon.

At this time, Qiao Ruoxin saw a staff member coming over with a bottle of red wine.

This bottle of red wine was the one she asked Mo Chen to get for her, and there was medicine in it.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She also wanted Simon to taste the feeling of being drugged!

She picked up her phone and sent a message to Mo Chen behind her: [Brother Mo Chen, from now on, don’t drink. ]

The man glanced at the message on his phone and didn't reply.

Then he watched the staff come over and pour everyone a glass of red wine.

Simon and Jiang Ruolin both drank it without knowing it.

When the charity dinner was about to end, Qiao Ruoxin suddenly stood up and walked towards the next table.

All the media reporters in the audience held their breath.

Everyone is wondering whether Qiao Ruoxin is going to look for Mo Chen or Simon!

But what no one expected was that she walked directly up to Jiang Ruolin and whispered something in her ear.

Then, Jiang Ruolin stood up and left with her.

Simon couldn't help but frown because he had no idea what the two women were up to.

Mo Chen, however, sat there calmly, seemingly not interested in the two women's departure at all.

He picked up a glass of ice water on the table and took a sip.

But Simon picked up the goblet, drank the remaining red wine in the glass, then raised his eyes to look at Mo Chen opposite him.

"I heard that you fell in love with Qiao Ruoxin nine years ago? Isn't that a bit too perverted?"

Mo Chen sneered and sneered, "It's none of your business!"

Simon did not get angry but laughed instead, and continued: "She was only twelve years old at the time, and you were an eighteen-year-old adult man. Do you know what this means?"

He was too lazy to explain all that to this rubbish and turned his gaze towards the stage.

Simon said to himself: "It means that you have been a psychopath for a long time, but you don't know that you can fall in love with a little girl. If this is not a psychopath, what is it?"

next second!
Mo Chen suddenly slammed his hands on the table, making a loud noise, and the people around him immediately turned their attention to him. Fortunately, the noise was covered by the host's voice and did not cause a sensation.

Seeing his sudden temper, Simon laughed. He really has a bad temper.

Mo Chen forced himself to suppress the anger in his body. There was a cruelty in his dark eyes, which was a bloody impulse.

……

Qiao Ruoxin took Jiang Ruolin and left the charity dinner early.

Xiaowu drove them.

Jiang Ruolin was a little surprised: "Don't you want to talk to me? Where are you going?"

"Given your and my status, we have to find a private place to talk, right?"

Although Jiang Ruolin still felt something was wrong, she didn't say anything else. Given their identities, it was indeed not appropriate for them to just find a place to talk.

The car slowly stopped at the parking lot of No. 7 Mansion.

Qiao Ruoxin and Jiang Ruolin entered a VIP room.

Jiang Ruolin was confused: "Is it necessary for you to get a room to talk to me?"

She ignored Jiang Ruolin's doubts and got straight to the point: "Do you still like Simon?"

"Are you showing off to me? The man you like is now totally in love with you?"

Women are naturally sensitive, and Jiang Ruolin is self-righteous. Simon once held her in the palm of his hand, but now he has fallen in love with someone else. This is an insult to her.

Qiao Ruoxin said coldly: "I'll help you tonight."

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"Help me? How can you help me?" As Jiang Ruolin spoke, she began to feel unwell.

"It looks like your medicine is taking effect."

Jiang Ruolin was shocked, the heat in her body was surging: "You...you drugged me?"

"Not only you, but also him."

Qiao Ruoxin's expression at this moment was somewhat cold-blooded.

"Qiao Ruoxin! Who are you to make decisions for me? I don't want to have a relationship with him in this way!"

She couldn't help but sigh softly: "You always think you are noble and put on airs. In love, face is not important at all."

Jiang Ruolin had already started to sweat, and she fell weakly on the big bed: "Why didn't I realize you were so bad before..."

She chuckled: "I think I'm pretty bad too."

After saying this, Qiao Ruoxin turned and left, leaving behind a sentence: "Maybe if you have a good night, you will achieve your goal. Who knows, you may even thank me."

With a 'click' sound, the door closed.

Jiang Ruolin felt her consciousness becoming increasingly blurred, and she could no longer control herself. She wanted to tear off her clothes, and felt very uncomfortable.

……

Qiao Ruoxin came to the corridor, called Simon and the call was quickly connected.

"Simon, let's talk."

"Oh? Didn't you just go out with Ruolin?"

"I had an argument with her, she slapped me, and I pulled out her hair." After saying this, she couldn't help laughing.

"Give me the address! I'll be right there!"

"Mansion No. 7."

After hanging up the phone, she leaned against the wall in the corridor. The scene looked like a movie scene, mysterious and exquisite.

With an indifferent look, she waited for Simon to come and fall into her trap obediently.

(End of this chapter)