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

Chapter 301 Various signs indicate that Mo Chen's behavior is somewhat abnormal
She couldn't help but yawn, leaning on the man's shoulder, her voice soft: "Brother Mo Chen, I'm sleepy, let's go back to bed."

"Ah."

The man picked her up and walked upstairs.

Qiao Ruoxin raised her eyes to look at the man's handsome profile, and unconsciously thought of his sudden stop last night.

After returning to the bedroom, Mo Chen took a shower and went to the terrace to smoke. I always felt that his back revealed a decadent atmosphere.

She stared at the man's tall and majestic back for a while, then walked into the bathroom with her nightgown.

On the terrace.

Mo Chen's handsome face was indifferent, with a cigarette hanging from his thin lips, surrounded by smoke.

The phone beside me vibrated.

He took the cigarette from his lips with his slender fingers, exhaled a puff of smoke, and put it out in the ashtray.

He picked up the phone, put it to his ear, and said in a low, cold voice, "How is the video being restored?"

"Mr. Mo, I have only recovered for one minute. Can I send it to you for review?"

"Ah."

Then, hang up the phone.

A video was quickly sent over.

He tapped his fingertips and the video began to play. Sure enough, after the video was restored, the woman's face turned into Lin Xi.

A sneer appeared on Mo Chen's lips.

He exited the video, made a phone call, and the call was connected within seconds.

"Mr. Mo, how is it? Are you satisfied?"

"very good."

"Then I will continue to restore the rest?"

Mo Chen took out another cigarette and put it between his lips, lit it with a lighter, and said in a deep voice: "No need, this minute is enough. Your next job is to replace that man's face with Simon's."

"Mr. Mo, are you serious? Are you talking about Simon from Lawrence's family? The man in this video is very different from Simon in body shape and age."

He sneered, "What use is there for you? Figure it out yourself. I'll give you a week."

"No, Master Mo, this is really difficult..."

Mo Chen exhaled a puff of smoke and said in a hoarse voice: "You decide the price."

"Okay, as long as you have the money, I'll go all out."

He turned around and leaned against the guardrail, holding a third-burned cigarette between his slender fingers and flicking off the ashes: "Also, do me one more thing."

"As long as the money is in place, whatever you say will be yours."

Mo Chen laughed out loud: "After a week, post this one-minute video to me online. Don't let it go to any external websites. The bigger the better, it would be best if everyone knows about it."

"Mr. Mo, this is a ruthless move. You used the video of AI face-changing to destroy the reputation of the Lawrence family. If Simon finds out, he will fight you to the death."

The man's tone was full of sarcasm: "What a coincidence, I'm waiting for him to come and fight me to death."

"Okay, you have the final say. Any other instructions?"

After hanging up the phone, he sneered disdainfully.

He held the cigarette between his fingers and his lips, a hint of evil spreading in his dark eyes.

The corner of the man's mouth curled up in an arc, full of ruffian spirit.

Instead of passively defending, it is better to actively attack.

If Simon had released the video to the public first, Qiao Ruoxin would have been completely ruined.

Then he might as well destroy Simon first.

The night breeze was blowing. Mo Chen stood in front of the guardrail, finished the cigarette in his hand, then turned and walked towards the bedroom.

……

In the bedroom.

After taking a shower, Qiao Ruoxin lay on the bed, not knowing what she was thinking about.

She kept holding her phone and sending messages.

Mo Chen picked up the remote control and pressed it. The curtains slowly closed automatically, and then all the lights in the bedroom were turned off.

The man lifted the quilt and lay on the bed, and saw that she was still playing with her mobile phone.

"Little boy, go to bed, it's getting late."

"Yes, right away." Qiao Ruoxin sent a message to Lan Ke on her phone: [Good night]

Then, turn off your phone, put it on the bedside table, and lie down to sleep.

Tonight, Mo Chen still did not take the initiative to hug her, but slept quietly beside her.

She stared at the man sideways for a while, then suddenly turned over and lay on top of him, calling out in her soft and sweet voice: "Brother Mo Chen..."

The moment she crawled over, Mo Chen suddenly opened his eyes and subconsciously hugged her soft body.

"Can't sleep?"

"Well... a little."

Qiao Ruoxin deliberately rubbed her chin against the man's chest.

If this had happened in the past, this bastard would have lost control long ago, but now... he seems very calm and doesn't react at all.

What's the matter?

Her two little hands began to restlessly tear off Mo Chen's pajamas.

"Kid, don't move..." The man's voice was extremely hoarse.

So tolerable?

Is this still the Mo Chen who wished he could die on her every night?
Qiao Ruoxin held the man's chin with her small hand, and then took the initiative to kiss him. She was already proactive enough! Even a fool should know what she meant!

No reaction yet?

The loss in her heart was so full that it was about to overflow.

suddenly!

In the darkness, the man breathed rapidly and turned over to press her under him.

Qiao Ruoxin's eyes widened, her heart beating faster: "Brother Mo Chen, you..."

The man grabbed her slender waist with his big hand, moved closer to her, and lowered his voice: "I told you to sleep, why are you making trouble here, do you want to be punished?"

"No, I... ugh!"

She was forcefully kissed, blocking what she wanted to say.

Mo Chen pulled off the belt of her nightgown around her waist and showered her with kisses on her swan neck.

The atmosphere in the bedroom became ambiguous.

However, at the moment when the gun was about to go off, the man suddenly stopped all movements. Even in the darkness, one could feel that his face had darkened.

Mo Chen frowned, his handsome face was tense, and he pursed his lips tightly. In the end, he did not take the next step.

Instead, he helped her put on her nightgown, and the flames seemed to go out instantly.

The man regained his composure, lay down beside her, hugged her body, and kissed her earlobe: "Go to sleep."

Qiao Ruoxin let the man hold her body with a dazed look on her face.

Her mind went blank.

All signs indicate that Mo Chen's behavior is a little abnormal! This is something that would have been impossible before!

She took a deep breath, mustered up her courage, and asked him, "Why did you stop? Didn't you wish you could do that every night? Didn't you say you wanted to make up for the lost two years?"

"..."

Mo Chen's face looked a little ugly, his jawline was tense, as if he was enduring something.

After a long time, the man's deep voice slowly sounded: "I just returned to China and need to adjust to the time difference. Besides, your wound has not healed yet, and I don't want to hurt you."

Ah……

What an impeccable reason.

"Is that really all there is to it?"

"Ah."

"Okay, I believe you."

Qiao Ruoxin didn't say anything else, but turned around and went to sleep.

Unexpectedly, the man behind her still hugged her and coaxed her in a low voice: "Since you have said that you believe me, why are you still sulking?"

"I'm wondering if you're starting to reject me because you saw Miss Lu's body?"

Suddenly, Mo Chen shouted angrily: "Qiao Ruoxin! Say it again!"

Her body couldn't help but tremble, and she was startled, still so fierce...

(End of this chapter)