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

Chapter 244: Little Devil, This Trick Doesn't Work on Me

Hotel, inside the presidential suite.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Qiao Ruoxin was not sleepy at all. After taking a shower, she put on a bathrobe and walked around the room.

My mind is like a tangled mess, I can't figure it out.

She walked to the balcony, leaned on the railing, looked up at the starry sky, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so difficult..."

She didn't want to destroy the relationship between her and Mrs. Mo, nor did she want to disappoint Mo Chen.

[If you don't want to make your relationship public, then break up. ]

The man's voice kept echoing in her ears, and she felt inexplicably aggrieved.

Tears flowed out, slid down her cheeks to her chin, and fell to the ground.

It was like an invisible hand was strangling her neck, suffocating her.

Two years ago, after she broke up with Mo Chen, would Mo Chen be like this too? Sleepless all night?
The cool night breeze ruffled her long hair and chilled her heart as well.

……

At the same time, Jiang Mansion No. 1.

The man was standing on the terrace in a black robe, smoking one cigarette after another, with a layer of gloom hanging over his handsome face.

If Qiao Ruoxin couldn't sleep, then his insomnia could be said to be a relapse of his old illness.

The whole villa was as silent as a morgue.

Mo Chen's dark eyes were filled with annoyance.

Just an hour after they separated, he regretted it.

Why do we have to say three days?
72 hours, 4320 minutes, 259200 seconds.

He quickly calculated these numbers in his mind, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Why did it take so long?
The more I think about it, the more annoyed I become.

Mo Chen threw the ashtray next to him into the garden, turned back to the bedroom, and fell heavily on the big bed.

He closed his eyes with a gloomy face, but all that appeared before his eyes was the little kid's shocked and aggrieved expression.

The scent of Qiao Ruoxin still lingered in the bedroom, seeping into his nostrils and evoking the scenes of their passionate love at those nights.

Hold……

He suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, picked up his cell phone and made a call.

"Master Mo, what do you want me to do?"

"What is she doing?"

"I don't know. Miss Qiao never came out of the room, and the light in the room was always on."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, the man got up irritably and paced back and forth in the bedroom.

Finally I came to the living room downstairs, leaned on the sofa, and turned on the TV out of boredom.

A variety show was being broadcast, and it was the episode in which Qiao Ruoxin participated.

Qiao Ruoxin smiled so sweetly on the TV screen. The camera captured her watery eyes and the way she was trying hard to play the game.

Mo Chen stared at her on TV, with a smile on his face.

So, I sat in the living room and watched the entire variety show.

After watching it, there was endless emptiness and the silence of a morgue.

The man turned on the variety show "Idol 101" in which Qiao Ruoxin had previously participated and started watching from the first episode.

The long dark night passed like this.

The next day, early in the morning.

Mo Chen changed into a suit and went straight to work. When employees passing by greeted him, he looked indifferent and did not respond.

The eerie and terrifying image was visibly visible to the naked eye, and there seemed to be one word written on the tall and indifferent back: Get out!

It was as if he had returned to the previous Mr. Mo who was immersed in darkness, with a gloomy temperament and a chilling look.

After he entered the office, Secretary Jiang and Assistant Liu couldn't help talking.

"Boss Mo looks so scary today."

"Maybe you slept well last night?"

"I can see from Mr. Mo's eyes that he didn't sleep at all last night."

"You stayed up late? So you're in a bad mood?"

……

Advertising shooting location.

Qiao Ruoxin, who didn't sleep well last night, is now dozing off.

"What did you do last night? Are you so sleepy?" Song Ying'er couldn't help but poke her shoulder. Qiao Ruoxin slowly opened her eyes and said lazily: "I didn't sleep well."

"Hey, hey, hey, Simon is here again. It's just a commercial, there's no need for a big shot like him to watch over the scene, but he's here, and he's coming for you."

She looked back with an indifferent look at Simon who was walking towards her, and continued to close her eyes to catch up on her sleep.

After a few seconds, Simon's gentle voice came: "You are so sleepy, didn't you get enough rest last night?"

When Qiao Ruoxin opened her eyes, she saw that gentle yet annoying face.

"Ruoxin! It's your turn!"

She simply chose to ignore Simon, stood up and walked towards the shooting site.

Simon looked at her back and smiled, "What a cute ghost."

This scene required her to be suspended by wires, and she needed to do a backflip in the air.

Qiao Ruoxin's body was pulled up, her feet were in the air, and she was suddenly hung high in the air. She took a look at the ground and it was really a bit terrifying.

"Crack!"

After the director called out "cut," her body quickly fell down.

suddenly!

"what!"

Qiao Ruoxin screamed, attracting the attention of everyone at the scene. They all gathered over, and Simon was the first to rush over.

She fell to the ground, her face pale.

When she landed, the speed was too fast and she fell to the ground.

Simon walked over and picked her up: "What's wrong? Where does it hurt? Speak!"

When Qiao Ruoxin saw that it was Simon holding her, she struggled: "Let me go! I'm fine!"

"Don't be angry, this is not a trivial matter."

Simon held her and walked towards the parking lot, ready to take her to the hospital.

She was so weak from the fall that she had no strength to struggle. She did feel like her head had been hit and was a little dizzy...

Suddenly, everything went dark and she fell asleep.

……

When she woke up again, she was already lying in the hospital's VIP ward.

Simon was sitting on the single sofa beside him, looking unhappy.

Seeing her open her eyes, he immediately stood up and walked to the bedside: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No."

"The doctor said you fell on your head and have a mild concussion. You need to rest for a few days."

Qiao Ruoxin sneered: "How can that be? Aren't you going to sue me for breach of contract?"

Simon smiled gently: "No, I'm not such an inhuman boss."

"Go out, I want to continue sleeping."

Simon replied calmly: "Am I disturbing your sleep here?"

"I can't sleep looking at you!"

"Ok."

Simon left the ward.

Qiao Ruoxin slowly sat up and called Mo Chen directly.

After three rings, the call was connected, and she called out weakly, "Brother Mo Chen..."

"Is something wrong?"

This dog man!

Didn't they just give me three days to think about it? Was it necessary to be so cold?

She continued to act weak and acted coquettishly towards Mo Chen: "I accidentally fell while hanging on the wire just now. I'm in the hospital. I miss you."

The moment I fell just now, the first person I thought of was Mo Chen.

However, reality was too cruel, and it was Simon who carried her to the hospital.
A man sneered from the other end of the phone: "Kid, this trick won't work on me. Three days means three days. I won't see you during these three days."

beep...beep...

Qiao Ruoxin looked at the hung up call and was so angry that she laughed.

I feel a headache when I get angry, and this mild concussion is also very uncomfortable.

"A man who is a dog is a dog!" she cursed in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)