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

Chapter 219: Little Devil, come and help me tie my tie
That night, Qiao Ruoxin slept soundly and woke up at dawn.

When she opened her eyes, the man beside her was gone again.

Suddenly, she saw Mo Chen coming out of the cloakroom, and she immediately became alert despite her sleepy eyes.

It turns out that he hasn’t left yet…

Mo Chen was wearing a spotless white shirt and black suit pants, and was just putting his tie under the collar of his shirt.

"Kid, come here and help me tie my tie."

Qiao Ruoxin lazily got up and walked towards the tall figure of the man.

She walked barefoot on the carpet, and the man frowned unhappily: "Why don't you wear shoes?"

She smiled slightly, "I can't wait to tie your tie."

At this moment, Qiao Ruoxin was only wearing a suspender nightgown, her long hair was fluffy and messy, and she was helping him tie his tie with a serious expression.

"Let me help you tie a Windsor knot."

"Ah."

Mo Chen raised his chin slightly, lowered his eyes to look at her serious little eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Her slender fingers occasionally stroked the man's sexy Adam's apple.

"Okay!"

Qiao Ruoxin took a step back, admiring her masterpiece, and smiled with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, very handsome."

The man picked up the black suit jacket and put it on. The whole action was done in one go. He was full of hormones and looked extremely handsome.

After her recuperation these days, she gained a little weight and her figure became more sexy.

Dog men still have a lot of capital.

Mo Chen looked up at her and said in a deep voice, "Come here, good morning kiss."

What a clingy and irritable beast.

Just as she was about to get closer, the man forcibly pulled her into his arms, grabbed the back of her head with his big hand, and kissed her forcefully.

I was originally dazed, but was completely awakened by his kiss.

I felt my cheeks getting slightly hot.

When she felt suffocated, the man let her go: "Remember to have breakfast before leaving, okay?"

"Got it. Don't come back too late at night."

"Ah."

Qiao Ruoxin watched the bedroom door close and the man's tall figure disappear. She suddenly felt that the huge bedroom was empty.

The heartbeat speeds up inexplicably.

I don’t know why, but I suddenly felt so panicked.

She touched her chest. What did this mean? A sign?
She smiled helplessly again, perhaps because she was too sensitive, and walked towards the bathroom to wash up.

……

Mo Chen finished a full day's journey and the driver was driving him back to Jiangfu No. 1.

He looked at Xiao Wu in the passenger seat: "What's next?"

"Today's trip is over. We are on our way back to Jiangfu No. 1."

The man raised his wrist to check the time and said in a deep voice, "Pull over."

The driver slowly stopped the car by the roadside.

Then, he unbuckled his seat belt and said calmly, "You can go home now."

The driver looked dazed, but didn't dare to say anything. He got out of the car and left obediently.

Mo Chen pushed open the car door and then opened the driver's door.

Xiao Wu couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Mo, do you have any private matters?"

"Well, you can go now. I'll drive myself."

Xiao Wu wanted to say something, but Mo Chen had already driven away.

Watching the car gradually disappear on the street, Xiao Wu felt inexplicably worried. After all, Mr. Mo had instructed him to protect Mo Chen at all times.

……

It was evening, night was falling. Inside the villa.

Mother Qiao was already sitting in the living room waiting for Mo Chen to arrive.

Ding Dong, the doorbell rang.

Mother Qiao got up and opened the door.

The moment the door opened, Qiao's mother's body shook slightly. Such a handsome face, such a good temperament, but he did such dirty things behind the scenes.

Mo Chen looked at Mother Qiao's dazed look and frowned, "You won't let me in?"

Mother Qiao came back to her senses: "Oh, come in."

There was only Qiao's mother in the huge villa. It was unusually deserted and a little weird.

Mo Chen glanced casually at the villa with a cold expression.

"Mr. Mo, please take a seat in the restaurant. Dinner has been prepared and we have been waiting for you."

The man followed Qiao's mother to the restaurant and sat down.

The atmosphere was too depressing and so quiet that there was not even a sound.

Mo Chen sat opposite the dining table with an expressionless face. At this moment, the sound of a car parking was heard outside, followed by the sound of a door opening.

Mother Qiao smiled coldly: "It's Simon, I'm his stepmother, and he's half my son, do you mind having dinner together?"

"..."

Mo Chen had no expression on his face and remained silent.

But there was annoyance in his expression.

After Simon entered the restaurant, he saw Mo Chen sitting there. A flash of surprise crossed his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.

"Auntie Lan, is this the guest you invited today? I was wondering who it was." Simon also sat down at the dining table.

This doesn't feel like a dinner atmosphere, it feels more like a negotiation.

Mo Chen picked up a glass of red wine on the table and took a sip, then said in a deep voice: "Just tell me what you want to say."

"Let's talk about it after dinner, Mr. Mo, you haven't even taken a bite." said Qiao's mother.

If this wasn't Qiao Ruoxin's mother, he would have left long ago.

Mo Chen picked up the knife and fork and casually cut the foie gras on the plate.

Mother Qiao smiled and said, "I heard that you studied abroad since you were a child, so I specially made Western food. I wonder if it suits your taste."

He picked up the fork with his slender fingers, picked up a piece of foie gras and put it into his mouth. His every move revealed the temperament of a wealthy nobleman.

Mo Chen said calmly: "Very good, thank you for your concern."

Simon observed Aunt Lan's expression. What was the meaning of this dinner tonight?
When the desserts were finally served, Qiao's mother finally got to the point: "Mr. Mo, do you really like our Ruoxin?"

Mo Chen raised his eyes and glanced over, his lips curled up, and he finally got to the point.

His patience has reached its limit.

"Yes, I like it."

Mother Qiao said calmly: "But I don't think you are suitable."

Mo Chen had expected Qiao's mother to say this. He sneered and leaned back: "I've slept with you so many times. I don't think there's anything inappropriate."

Such a bold statement shocked Qiao's mother: "You!"

Although Qiao's mother was mentally prepared, she was still angry when she heard it.

Mother Qiao suppressed her anger and said, "It's normal for young people to fall in love and fall deeply in love."

But the gentleness on Simon's face who was sitting next to him also disappeared a little.

Mo Chen sneered disdainfully: "I slept with your daughter, don't I need to be responsible? Do you think I am not worthy of that brat?"

"No, the Mo family has climbed to the top of Asia. We are not worthy of you, and your personalities are not compatible. She is indeed spoiled, and you, Mr. Mo, have a bad temper."

"..."

He couldn't deny this.

He has a bad temper and is very irritable, but so what?
The man's handsome face was tense, and he looked expressionlessly at Qiao's mother opposite him, waiting for her next words.

　From now on, each chapter will be 2000 words.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)