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

Chapter 33 #Mo Chen hits someone# topped the trending search list
Halfway through the meal, Qiao Ruoxin's phone pushed a piece of news.

She took a glance and her expression changed immediately.

News title: [Asia's richest man's son Mo Chen beats people up at a cocktail party]

Immediately, major apps began to push this news, with each headline more outrageous than the last.

Mo Chen's phone vibrated.

The man picked up the phone with his slender fingers and put it to his ear. His father's angry voice came from it.

"You little bastard! I'm winning glory for my country abroad, and you're bringing shame to me at home!"

The box was so quiet that Qiao Ruoxin, who was sitting opposite, could hear it clearly.

Mo Chen frowned, a hint of annoyance appeared between his brows, and he held the phone a few centimeters away.

"Why are you competing with that loser! Do you know how many people are watching our Mo family? You are going to get into trouble at a time like this!"

He looked calm and indifferent: "I'll take care of it."

"Clean it up for me!"

beep...beep...

After hanging up the phone, he glanced at Qiao Ruoxin on the other side and said in a deep voice: "Aren't you hungry? Eat, it's going to rain outside."

"Yeah." She didn't say anything, just ate in silence.

……

at the same time--

#墨琛打人# became the number one trending search, a hit!

A video of Mo Chen beating up Jiang Chen at a cocktail party received 100,000 comments in half an hour, and the topic instantly gained over 100 million views.

[What the hell! I've never seen this before! Master Mo actually beat up that famous imperial capital loser???]

[Is Mo Chen so irritable? It's just a drinking party, how can he just start fighting? ]

[The useless guy in the imperial capital was beaten so badly that he had no power to fight back! ]

[I don't know the truth, let's wait and see, just in case it turns out to be a reversal. ]

[I have a bold idea. According to insiders, Didu Waste also pursued Qiao Ruoxin in the past. Could it be because of a woman? ] [Mo Ye is so handsome! Ten thousand people signed a petition in blood to ask for his debut! This debut will definitely bring top traffic! ]

[Haomen melon is still the most delicious! Hahahaha, I am dying of laughter. There are so many people at the scene, and no one dares to step forward to stop it? ]

[You useless person in the capital, did you post this video yourself? You still have the nerve to buy trending searches after being beaten like this? ]

[Isn’t the son of Asia’s richest man a little bit arrogant? Isn’t it too arrogant to beat someone in public? ]

[His father must be mad at you for being so high-profile, right? Master Mo, please pay attention to your image. The Mo family's business empire is waiting for you to inherit it! Maintain your position as the richest man in Asia! ]

[Honestly, the way Mo Chen beats people is so scary, he beats them to death! ]

[What was the fight about? Mo Chen seems to be quite low-key. ]

……

After dinner, Qiao Ruoxin drove him home.

There were cars parked on both sides of the parking space, and they were very close to each other. This was the situation she feared the most, after all, her driving skills were average.

Mo Chen looked at her carefully reversing the car and said in a deep voice, "Don't panic, concentrate."

"Oh, I see."

The man waited patiently for ten minutes and finally left here smoothly.

The car slowly drove into the street. Qiao Ruo felt relieved and she suddenly smiled.

This scene reminded her of when she was 18 years old and Mo Chen taught her how to drive.

And she simply scrapped the man's favorite car.

Mo Chen looked at her profile: "What are you laughing at?"

She glanced at the man's handsome face: "I suddenly remembered the time when you taught me how to drive."

He stared at Qiao Ruoxin's profile, wondering what he was thinking.

Qiao Ruoxin looked forward and asked again: "How much was the car I destroyed at that time? You just refused to tell me. Can you tell me now?"

Mo Chen said in a nonchalant manner, "70 million."

(End of this chapter)