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

Chapter 282 The more you are soft on her, the longer she will suffer
After the kiss, Mo Chen pinched her jaw and said, "Don't you have something to ask me?"

"I've already asked on the phone. There's nothing more to ask." Her voice was a little hoarse and she was breathing slightly.

The man's deep voice sounded in the darkness: "I don't know about any such thing as child marriage, and I won't admit it. Do you understand?"

"Um……"

She still understood Mo Chen. If this bastard really knew, he would not deny it.

"Are you still angry?"

Qiao Ruoxin sighed softly: "Actually I'm not angry, I just feel a little flustered for no reason."

There was always a bad feeling that the wedding wasn't going to go so smoothly.

On the surface, the Mo family did not seem to stop the wedding, but she knew very well in her heart that Mrs. Mo did not trust her.

Mo Chen pulled her into his arms, hugged her soft and boneless body, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Go to sleep, it's late."

"Um……"

She has been waiting for Simon to make a move, but Simon has not made any move so far. What is he thinking?
The more I think about it, the more headache I get.

Gradually fell into sleep.

……

at the same time.

Simon stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the villa, looking at his mobile phone, which showed an international long-distance call from the United States.

It was my father calling.

He was silent for a few seconds, then answered the phone: "Father."

A middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "How is Ruoxin's matter being handled?"

"It's still being processed. Her feelings for Mo Chen seem to be quite deep."

"Simon, you have to be decisive when it comes to love. Otherwise, it will only get more troublesome if you delay. She is young and doesn't understand. You are not sensible either. If necessary, let her experience setbacks, and she will let go faster."

"Father, don't you feel sorry for her?"

The man on the phone smiled and said, "Growing up is always accompanied by pain. She will thank me in the future. I have arranged a better life for her. After all, I am her biological father. No one cares about her future more than me."

"I understand." Simon's eyes darkened.

"How is your Aunt Lan?"

"The treatment went well. I will take her back in two months."

"Okay, Simon, don't forget the task I gave you. If you want to secure your position as the head of the family, you must take down Ruoxin. Otherwise, when they find out that you are not my biological son, your fate will be miserable."

"..."

Simon frowned. He knew, of course he knew.

"You can marry Ruoxin and we can each get what we want. Remember, you have to hurry up. A short pain is worse than a long one. The softer you are to her, the longer her pain will last in the future."

"Father, I understand."

"Well, I have to go to a meeting. It should be evening over there now, so go and get some rest early."

After hanging up the phone.

Simon fell into deep thought.

To the outside world, he is the only heir of the Lawrence family, but in fact he is just an adopted son.

In fact, Qiao Ruoxin is Lawrence's biological daughter, a descendant of this aristocratic bloodline that has stood in the West for hundreds of years.

Simon actually didn't want to be cruel to Qiao Ruoxin.

After Qiao Ruoxin attempted suicide in the bathroom two years ago, many psychologists were hired to help her with psychological counseling.

At that time, the psychologist diagnosed Qiao Ruoxin with mild depression.

This really surprised him. How could a beautiful girl who looked sunny and full of energy actually have mild depression? Even Qiao Ruoxin herself probably didn't know about this.

But after Simon came to China, he found that Qiao Ruoxin seemed normal, and he was relieved.

Upstairs guardrail.

Mother Qiao stood there, looking at Simon's lonely back downstairs and sighed.

She still thinks Simon is the most suitable one for Qiao Ruoxin.

But Qiao Ruoxin has been here for two years and still hasn't felt the slightest bit moved.

……

the next morning.

Mo Chen entered the office, and Secretary Jiang followed him in: "Mr. Mo, there is a lady who calls herself Jiang Peilan and wants to see you."

The man had just sat down in the swivel chair behind his desk, and when he heard the name, his brows furrowed tightly.

She is Qiao Ruoxin’s mother.

Are you coming to him to talk nonsense again?
"Bring her in, and make two more cups of tea."

"Yes."

After Secretary Jiang left, he stood up and walked to the sofa in the reception area and sat down.

The office door was pushed open, and Secretary Jiang walked in with Qiao's mother.

During the entire process, Mo Chen did not look back, nor did he stand up to greet him politely, as if he was treating an unimportant customer.

Mother Qiao didn't mind. She walked over to the sofa and sat down, looking at the young and handsome man opposite her.

I just watched like this for a long time.

Mo Chen suddenly chuckled, with some disdain in his tone: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I was wondering why Ruoxin likes you so much. Maybe it's because you have a little more youthfulness than Simon, which can make a little girl like her feel in love."

Mother Qiao saw the strong aura of Mo Chen. Although he looked calm and indifferent, the arrogance and arrogance still burst out from his dark eyes.

He sneered, "To like someone is to have a feeling, and feeling is the most precious thing."

Mother Qiao picked up the cup of tea, took a sip, and said with a smile: "I have never understood why you have to occupy my daughter when you have more choices? Do you like her beauty? But you can always find someone prettier than her. As for her temper, she has been spoiled since she was a child and is willful and reckless. Is it worth your stubbornness?"

"It's also the first time I've seen a mother comment on her daughter like this."

Mother Qiao's smile froze, but soon returned to normal: "This is the truth, can Mr. Mo answer my question?"

Mo Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the woman opposite him, and said slowly and solemnly: "There is no reason. If you must ask, it is that I love her."

Such a light tone, but it expresses deep feelings.

Mother Qiao was slightly startled.

He continued, "I plan to marry her in two months. It would be best if you show up at the wedding, but it doesn't matter if you don't show up. No one can change the decision I made."

Mother Qiao was completely shocked. Two months later?
So fast?
"Mr. Mo, I came here today to tell you something. Ruoxin is not Qiao Zhiyong's biological daughter."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole office fell into dead silence.

A hint of surprise quickly crossed Mo Chen's cold and handsome face.

"What did you say?"

Qiao's mother continued, "They are not related by blood. Ruoxin is the daughter of my current husband and me."

So... Qiao Ruoxin already knew Mr. Lawrence before getting married?
Mo Chen sneered: "Ms. Jiang has a rich love history."

How could Qiao's mother not hear the irony in this?
"so……"

Mo Chen raised his eyebrows slightly: "So?"

(End of this chapter)