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

Chapter 283: Little Ghost, Brother is not paranoid, he just loves you too much

Mother Qiao said directly: "So I hope to let Ruoxin go and let our family be together. Her biological father has been absent from her life for so many years..."

What Qiao's mother didn't expect was that Mo Chen sneered and said coldly: "It's none of my business!"

"Young Master Mo..."

"As a father, he was absent from her life for so many years. Don't you think it's too late for him to play the role of a good father now?"

His tone was full of sarcasm and ridicule.

Mother Qiao was on pins and needles.

Mo Chen's voice was as cold as the wind, and it was also a bit hurtful: "Ms. Jiang, you'd better not tell that little devil about the dirty things you and your husband did. Not everyone has such a thick skin and strong heart as you."

That little kid has always longed for family affection. If he knew these dirty truths, his psychological defense would eventually collapse.

Mother Qiao's face turned red with humiliation, and she lost all her elegance.

"Mo Chen! How can you speak to an elder like that? Is this the upbringing that the Mo family is so proud of?"

He sneered, slowly stood up, and said in a deep voice: "Have you done what an elder should do? Were you cheating on your wife, or were you pregnant before marriage?"

Qiao's mother could no longer tolerate this, so she stood up angrily, her whole body shaking with anger, and left the office without looking back.

Mo Chen's expression became increasingly gloomy, and he threw the cup of tea in front of him hard onto the carpet.

Such a dirty and filthy thing to hear so early in the morning.

……

Advertising shooting scene.

Qiao Ruoxin is having her hair done by a stylist.

My mind is still full of thoughts about my biological father.

She really didn't want to believe that Uncle Lawrence was her biological father. It was too ridiculous, but all signs seemed to be that way.

At this moment, her cell phone rang and she picked up the call: "Hello?"

"Ruoxin, the song you recorded a few days ago has been post-processed. Will it be released today?"

Qiao Ruoxin's eyes lit up instantly and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously. This song was of great significance. She wrote it for her brother Mo Chen.

“Well, it will be released tonight.”

"Okay, got it."

After hanging up the phone, she suddenly felt in a good mood. The gift she prepared for that bastard was finally ready.

I'm kind of looking forward to Mo Chen's reaction when he hears that song tonight.

As she thought about it, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

Song Ying'er, who was standing by, looked at her with a look of idiocy: "What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, I just remembered something that I found quite funny."

……

Soon, night falls.

After filming a variety show, Qiao Ruoxin went straight back to Jiangfu No. 1.

But to her disappointment, Mo Chen did not come back.

She went upstairs, took a shower, changed into a suspender nightgown, went to the terrace alone, and called that bastard.

It rang for a long time but no one answered. Finally the call was connected and it was Xiaowu who answered.

"Xiao Wu, where's Mo Chen?"

"Mr. Mo is still at the dinner party. He probably won't be back for another half an hour."

"Okay, let him drink less."

After hanging up the phone, she stood up boredly and looked down at the scenery in the garden downstairs.

eight pm.

Hengzhong Pictures directly released Qiao Ruoxin's personal single "Paranoid Him", which became a hot search as soon as it was released, and the number of downloads soared to the top of the list.

Fans have always believed that this song was written for Mo Ye.

[Tsk tsk… This sour smell of love, I’m so envious that I’m crying, I want to fall in love too! So sweet! ]

[This lyrics is tailor-made for Mr. Mo, it sounds so good, and Sister Qiao sings it so well. It seems that Sister Qiao’s love for Mr. Mo is written in the song. ]

[I have a feeling this song will be a big hit. Who wouldn't want to have such a paranoid guy? Love it!] [Mo Ye and Qiao Meimei, you two should stay together forever! I will pray for you! I want to see you get married and have kids!]

[Fuck! Listen to it all! I won’t allow anyone to not have heard this song!]

[I'm addicted to this song. I've been playing it on repeat. I didn't expect that Qiao Ruoxin wrote the lyrics and composed the music. This little girl is quite talented.]

[Scheduled for major music award ceremonies at the end of the year! Definitely the song of the year! 】

[After reading the lyrics of this song, I understand Mo Chen's personality. He is a 100% paranoid person! ]

[If this lyric was really written by Mo Ye, it would be really paranoid and a bit scary, but it feels just like what the lyrics say: suffocating and sweet. ]

……

Around ten o'clock in the evening, she was on the terrace reading comments on Weibo when she heard the sound of a car pulling into the garage.

Qiao Ruoxin quickly got up and went back to the bedroom, got everything ready, took out her headphones, and waited for Mo Chen to come up.

But wait and wait...

After waiting for nearly half an hour, the bastard didn't come up.

Ok?
What are you doing?

She came downstairs with her cell phone and headphones. It was pitch black with only the dim moonlight coming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

In the moonlight, she saw the man leaning on the sofa, seemingly resting with his eyes closed, his handsome face full of fatigue.

The man had two buttons of his shirt collar undone, his tie was loose, and his brows were furrowed.

Qiao Ruoxin raised the corner of her mouth slightly, tiptoed to the sofa, and gently put the headphones on the man's head.

next second.

Mo Chen suddenly opened his dark eyes, and what came into his sight was that delicate and beautiful little face, and his vigilance disappeared.

As his slender fingers were about to take off the earphones, the kid tapped lightly on his phone.

The prelude of a song sounded in the headphones, causing his fingers to pause.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, looking at Qiao Ruoxin's pretty little face, the sweet and soft singing voice rang in my ears.

Mo Chen frowned slightly because it was the voice of the little ghost.

……

The first time I saw him, he was the only one I could have
His possessiveness is running rampant, I feel suffocated and sweet

Maybe I've already been immersed in it, I voluntarily surrender to him
……

The lyrics that impressed Mo Chen the most in this song were these few lines.

His eyes were deep. He took off his headphones and pulled Qiao Ruoxin into his arms.

Qiao Ruoxin sat on the man's lap and looked at him with a smile: "Brother Mo Chen, do you like the gift I gave you?"

The man's deep voice was mixed with the sexiness of alcohol: "Written for me?"

"Yes, it's for you."

Mo Chen chuckled, and touched her cheek with his slender fingers, tenderly and lovingly, and pressed his forehead against hers: "Are you sure you want to give me a surprise? The lyrics describe your brother as such a pervert..."

“This is called artistic processing…”

The man laughed slowly, his voice low and joyful: "When did you start writing this song? How come I didn't know about it?"

"Gifts, gifts, of course they have to be prepared when you don't know, otherwise what's the point of a surprise?"

"What's the song called?"

"Paranoid Him"

Mo Chen's face darkened a little, and he kissed her lips fiercely, his voice hoarse: "Little ghost, brother is not paranoid, he just loves you too much..."

Her heart trembled.

Her eyes flickered and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Brother Mo Chen, this is sweet talk."

The man frowned slightly: "Is this considered sweet talk?"

"Ah."

The man scoffed. “It doesn’t seem that difficult.”

(End of this chapter)