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

Chapter 254 Do you feel suffocated by me like this?

Qiao Ruoxin came to the living room downstairs, waiting for Simon's people to pick her up.

"Ms. Qiao, the noodles are ready."

"Well, I'll go right away."

She glanced at the time and thought it shouldn't be that soon, so she would still have time to finish eating and leave.

As soon as she walked into the restaurant, her cell phone rang. She picked up the call: "Hello?"

"The car has arrived. It's outside Jiangfu No. 1. Come out."

"Okay, I see. Wait for me for a few minutes."

Qiao Ruoxin sat down calmly, ate a few mouthfuls of noodles, then stood up and left.

Since announcing their relationship, Mo has given her a lot of freedom. After all, it is safest to be under his name, and no one dares to touch Qiao Ruoxin.

Therefore, no bodyguards are forcing her to follow her now.

Qiao Ruoxin got into the black luxury car and glanced at the driver: "Where did Simon ask you to take me?"

"Lawrence said you'll know when you get there."

"..."

After about an hour, we finally arrived.

The driver opened the door for her. After she got out of the car, she looked up at the building in front of her. The design style was very unique and strange, like a museum.

Qiao Ruoxin was led into the garden by the servants.

She saw Simon leaning on a swing bed reading a book, looking comfortable and leisurely.

"Where is the original video?" she asked directly.

Simon put the book aside and sat up straight: "Why don't you ask me where I found it?"

"where?"

Simon saw through her thoughts at a glance and laughed: "I didn't find it."

Qiao Ruoxin was instantly furious: "What did you say? You are kidding me!"

She turned around angrily and was about to leave, but Simon stood up and grabbed her wrist: "If I don't say this, will you come to me obediently?"

She shook off Simon's hand: "You are sick! You are wasting my time!"

"Auntie Lan asked me to tell you two things."

"I do not want to hear!"

Qiao Ruoxin just wanted to leave quickly, but Simon grabbed her slender arm again: "You have to listen even if you don't want to. You have no choice."

"..." She snorted coldly: "Hurry up and tell me!"

"First, Auntie Lan said that after extensive investigation, she found that the girl who jumped from the hotel building more than ten years ago was actually done by Mo Chen. Second, you are not Mo Chen's first love. He had a woman during college."

Qiao Ruoxin's face was calm, without any ripples: "Are you done? Then let go."

Simon laughed: "You don't believe a word of it?"

She pulled her wrist back with force, looked at her red wrist, and frowned: "I'll tell you two things too. First, I want to see the evidence! Second, if you play tricks on me again, you'll never have another chance!"

"Is it evidence? The girl jumping off the building case has been almost destroyed, so the evidence is hard to find. But he had a woman during his college years, so this evidence is easy to find."

Qiao Ruoxin was too lazy to pay attention to him: "Then wait until you get the evidence before talking."

Simon looked at her: "Stay for dinner, Auntie Lan is cooking for you."

"What if I don't?"

"Then we can only repeat what we have done in the past two years and continue to imprison you."

When Qiao Ruoxin heard the word "imprisonment", she reacted strongly: "This is the imperial capital!"

"So, I ask you to stay and have dinner. The laws here cannot apply to me." His smile was unbridled and arrogant.

Qiao Ruoxin took out her cell phone to make a call, but found that there was no signal. Was the signal blocked?
I don’t know if the necklace designed by Mo Chen can still play a role.

……

evening.

A strangely deserted restaurant.

Qiao's mother and Simon sat across from each other at the table, as if they were a mother and son. Qiao Ruoxin took a look at the food on the table, and they were indeed her favorites.

"Did you drug me too?" Her tone was full of sarcasm.

Mother Qiao suddenly felt a little chilled: "How can you talk like that, kid? I'm your biological mother, how could I possibly drug you!"

Qiao Ruoxin smiled slightly: "Yan Ze, Mo Chen is not your biological son, so you can drug him?"

Mother Qiao was speechless, with mixed emotions in her eyes.

"This fish soup is your favorite, drink more." Qiao's mother served her a small bowl of fish soup.

An hour later, the dinner was finally finished.

Qiao Ruoxin felt that the whole process was boring and she had no appetite at all.

She glanced at the time. It was already eight o'clock in the evening. If she didn't go back, Mo Chen would probably get angry.

"Can we go back now?"

"Xinxin..."

As soon as Qiao's mother shouted, she stood up and left the restaurant directly.

……

Jiang Mansion No. 1, living room.

Mo Chen sat on the sofa with a gloomy face, waiting for the little ghost.

He raised his wrist and glanced at the time on his watch. It was almost nine o'clock, and there was still no sign of him coming back.

The cell phone couldn’t be reached, and bodyguards were not allowed to follow him.

The man's jawline was tense, as if he was suppressing the anger in his chest.

The villa was deathly silent, without any sound, and even the lights were off.

Suddenly, there was a sound of a car stopping outside.

Then, the crisp sound of high heels.

A ripple finally appeared in the man's eyes, which were as dark as dead water. He pursed his lips tightly, sat up straight, took a cigarette and put it between his lips, lit it, and the air was filled with smoke.

Qiao Ruoxin walked into the living room and found it pitch black. She thought no one was there.

When she went to turn on the light, she was startled.

Because Mo Chen was leaning on the sofa and smoking, his whole temperament was so gloomy that he almost merged with the darkness.

Qiao Ruoxin walked to the sofa: "Brother Mo Chen, why don't you turn on the light?"

The man raised his eyes and glanced at her: "Where have you been?"

"Oh...I went out for dinner."

"Don't answer the phone?" The man's steady voice was full of anger.

Qiao Ruoxin opened her legs, straddled the man's waist and abdomen, and smiled sweetly: "Maybe my phone ran out of battery, so I didn't pay attention."

She lay in the man's arms like a spoiled child, resting her chin on his shoulder, and kissed his cheek: "Don't be angry, okay? Have you had dinner? I'll make it for you."

The man slapped her hips hard and said angrily, "Don't refuse to answer the phone again!"

"I know. Stop hitting me. It hurts..." Her voice was soft.

Mo Chen hugged her soft body, his nostrils filled with her faint girlish fragrance, and the irritability in his body gradually subsided.

"Kid..."

"what?"

The man hugged her tightly with his arms and said in a deep voice: "Am I not good to you?"

"No, you're so good to me! No one treats me better than you!"

She sat up straight and met Mo Chen's eyes, which were as dark as ink.

Mo Chen sneered at himself: "But I won't allow you to leave my sight for even a second. Do you feel suffocated by me like this?"

Her heart trembled, she was stunned for a second, then smiled and shook her head: "Because I like you, so I won't."

The man's pupils suddenly contracted, and his voice became hoarse: "Say this again, ok?"

(End of this chapter)