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

Chapter 281: Little ghost, stop pretending, I know you are not asleep
Mohist Manor.

Mrs. Mo was running in the gym, and the maid walked over: "Madam, Ms. Linda is here."

"Come in, I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes."

"Ok."

……

Mrs. Mo quickly took a shower, changed her clothes, and came to the living room, where she saw Linda sitting there drinking afternoon tea.

Mrs. Mo showed a rare surprise on her face: "Linda? Why did you come to China without even saying hello?"

Hearing the voice, Linda stood up and hugged Mrs. Mo.

"Your son called me here. He paid me a high price to design a wedding dress for him. It's ridiculous, but I thought the girl he was going to marry was the one you arranged for him when he was a child."

Mrs. Mo was about to sit down when the smile on her face froze: "He asked you to design a wedding dress?"

It seems that Mo Chen simply chose to ignore what she said.

Linda looked puzzled: "You didn't know? Your son is getting married, and you didn't even know?"

Madam Mo quickly regained her calm smile: "Of course I know, thank you for your help."

It's just a wedding dress, no big deal.

but……

This brat is so paranoid and domineering. He doesn't allow anyone to have any opinions about what he wants to do, otherwise they would be going against him.

……

Soon, night falls.

Tonight is the Mo family's monthly family dinner, held in the manor.

Mo Chen was driving into the gate of the manor, and the screen of the mobile phone placed beside him showed an incoming call from Qiao Ruoxin.

He took a quick glance, then drove the car into the manor and parked it slowly.

He got out of the car with his cell phone and answered the call. The servant behind him automatically helped him drive the car into the garage.

"What's wrong, kid?"

The man's voice was lazy and doting, and his long, straight legs walked towards the villa area.

"Brother Mo Chen, you..."

"Ok?"

"I want to ask you a question. Please answer it truthfully and don't lie to me, okay?"

"Just ask."

Mo Chen walked on the lawn, the light behind him lengthening his shadow.

"Have you... ever been engaged?"

The smile on the man's face instantly disappeared. He stopped, frowned slightly, and asked, "Child marriage? Who said that?"

How come he doesn’t know about the childhood marriage he was arranged to have?

What age is this?

He thought the three words were about to disappear, so how come they still existed?
"Don't you know? You don't even know that you were betrothed?"

Mo Chen's handsome face was covered with a layer of ice, and his voice was cold: "I'll tell you later when I get back. I'm a little busy now. After you finish your meal, go take a shower and go to bed."

After hanging up the phone, he walked into the villa.

……

Inside the restaurant.

There were people sitting on both sides of a long dining table, which also represented the prosperity of the Mo family's servants.

Of course, Mo Tian only has one son, Mo Chen.

Mo Chen walked into the restaurant and went straight to the seat next to his cousin Mo Zhizi.

"Brother, you're back." Mo Zhizi shouted.

"Ah."

The man sat on the chair and the maid came with a hot towel to wipe his hands.

Mo Tianze looked at him: "Why are you back so late?"

He replied expressionlessly: "There was a traffic jam on the road."

At the long dining table, everyone in the Mo family was eating and chatting, but he was the only one with a gloomy expression on his face.

Mo Zhizi noticed his strangeness and couldn't help asking, "Brother, you don't look very well, are you feeling unwell?" "No."

Mo Chen replied with a single word indifferently, then he picked up the knife and fork with his slender fingers and cut the steak on the plate gracefully.

During the meal, his eyes met with his mother's several times.

Of course, Mrs. Mo also noticed that something was wrong with him. After all, he was her biological son, and she could sense something was wrong with the slightest change in his eyes.

"Mo Chen, where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Mo Chen simply put down the knife and fork in his hand, picked up the red wine glass beside him, took a sip, and looked at his mother.

"Mom, was I engaged when I was a child?" His tone was calm and even a little cold.

Madam Mo was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "It seems to be the case."

He sneered: "What era is this? There are still such ridiculous things? You are a person with higher education, why are you so pedantic?"

Suddenly, the atmosphere at the table became a little awkward.

Everyone in the Mo family knew Mo Chen’s temper, and no one dared to provoke the future leader of Hengzhong Group.

Madam Mo picked up the red wine glass and took a sip, looking calm: "It's not me who decided it, it's your father."

Mo Chen's cold eyes instantly turned to his father Mo Tian.

Mo Tian almost choked. He glanced at his wife and said slowly, "Back then, he was my life-long brother. He happened to have a daughter and I had a son, so wouldn't it be perfect to get him engaged? Besides, he has been living abroad for so many years and has no plans to come back. Why do you worry? Go pick up your girls, no one is stopping you."

"It's better this way. I declare in advance that if you come to me in the future, I will not be responsible."

After speaking, Mo Chen wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, then slowly stood up: "Enjoy your meal, everyone. I'm leaving now."

Madam Mo also stood up and followed him out.

……

When Mo Chen passed the living room, his mother's voice came from behind him: "Mo Chen, wait."

He stopped, turned around, and waited for his mother's next words.

"I heard from Linda that you asked her to start designing wedding dresses? Have you set a wedding date? You don't need to book a wedding banquet or anything like that? Just hold the wedding right away? Have you dealt with the Qiao family's affairs?"

Madam Mo asked so many questions at once, and each question made Mo Chen's face grow colder.

Seeing that he remained silent, Madam Mo continued, "Although you have a bad temper, you have always been calm in handling things. Why are you so impulsive this time?"

He sneered disdainfully, and said in a cold tone: "Maybe he is afraid of losing."

These words made Madam Mo's eyes flicker, but she said nothing more.

"Mom, I'm going back first."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Mrs. Mo looked at her son's tall and indifferent back and couldn't help wondering what it felt like to be afraid of losing.
……

late at night.

Jiang Mansion No. 1, bedroom.

After taking a shower, Qiao Ruoxin changed into her nightgown and lay on the bed playing with her cell phone.

Without waiting for Mo Chen's call, she fell asleep on the bed feeling a little depressed.

At this moment, I heard muffled footsteps coming from the corridor outside the bedroom.

It was the sound of his footsteps, he was coming back.

Qiao Ruoxin subconsciously closed her eyes and began to pretend to sleep.

Then, I heard the bedroom door being pushed open.

I could also hear the man's footsteps slowly approaching the bed, but after a long while, there was no movement.

After an unknown amount of time, the man turned and walked towards the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of running water, Qiao Ruoxin opened her eyes and saw that the bathroom door was closed and the light inside was on.

Ten minutes later, the man returned to the bed with a cold breath and hugged her soft body from behind.

"Little boy, stop pretending. I know you are not asleep."

She snorted and said nothing.

Mo Chen straightened her body and laughed out loud: "If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you humming? Do you want a kiss?"

The next second, he forcefully kissed her without any room for negotiation.

"Ugh...you filthy rascal!"

(End of this chapter)