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

Chapter 43: Master Mo personally applied ointment to her

Qiao Ruoxin's fingertips gently slid across the screen of her mobile phone, looking at the crazy comments of those fans, with a slight smile on her lips.

Just at this time!
There was a rough knock on the door!
She got up to open the door. Qiao Sisi was standing outside the door with a ferocious face and slapped her in the face.

With a "pop" sound, many people in the corridor were frightened by this scene.

"Qiao Ruoxin, you did this on purpose, didn't you? I'm going to kill you!"

Qiao Ruoxin's weak expression at this moment was heartbreaking: "What are you talking about? I don't understand a word you say..."

The next second, tears slowly slid down her delicate little face, and I felt so sorry for her.

"You posted that video! Stop pretending! I know it was you! You bitch!"

Qiao Sisi's face was full of hatred, and she raised her right hand again, ready to slap him.

Unexpectedly, Wen Wan, who rushed over after hearing the news, caught him red-handed and shouted angrily, "Qiao Sisi! You are lawless! You sent harassing text messages to the instructor, and now you are beating up the trainees here! Do you really think that your family's few stinky money is a big deal?"

"Director Wen is not like that! I didn't send harassing text messages to Teacher Lu, it was her! It was Qiao Ruoxin who was harming me!"

Qiao Sisi panicked and didn't know how to explain.

Wen Wan directly ordered the staff: "Take her away and let her calm down first! Then we will hold a meeting to discuss whether to let her withdraw from the competition."

"It's not me! I didn't send any harassing text messages to Teacher Lu!!!" Qiao Sisi screamed and struggled, but was still forcibly pulled away by the staff.

Wen Wan glanced at Qiao Ruoxin's face and said, "Apply a cold compress later."

Qiao Ruoxin's eyes looked aggrieved and innocent at this moment. She nodded, with tears still hanging on her long and thick eyelashes.

After everyone dispersed, Qiao Ruoxin instantly returned to normal, wiped away those beautiful tears, and acted as if nothing had happened.

I couldn't help but sigh softly: "You want to play with me with your IQ?"

The moment she was about to close the door, she saw Kong Ling hiding nearby.

Kong Ling thought she had seen it wrong.

Qiao Ruoxin, who had been crying so aggrievedly and pitifully just now, changed her expression instantly. She became arrogant, beautiful and confident. She was really like the comments online: a princess on earth.

Qiao Ruoxin looked at Kong Ling's face full of disbelief and smiled slightly: "I graduated from the Film Academy, and crying scenes are what I am best at." Then, Kong Ling watched her close the door.

It's really amazing. There's mist in those beautiful eyes, which she can control freely.

……

evening.

Because of Qiao Sisi’s incident in the afternoon, the program recording was suspended for the whole afternoon.

Qiao Ruoxin simply went to sleep to catch up on her sleep.

There was a knock on the door. She frowned slightly and shouted in annoyance, "Who is it?"

She got up and went to open the door. The moment she opened the door, her eyes widened in surprise: "Brother Mo Chen!"

How come this bastard broke into the girls’ dormitory in the middle of the night again?

The man lifted her chin with his slender fingers, looked at her right face solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "It's swollen."

Qiao Ruoxin was slightly startled, then chuckled: "It's okay, I've already applied cold compress."

Mo Chen walked into her room and handed her the bag of medicine in his hand.

She took the medicine bag, which contained various ointments.

"It's not that exaggerated. Just take a night's rest."

Mo Chen was wearing a spotless white shirt tonight, black trousers, his sleeves casually rolled up, and a rose gold watch.

His face was gloomy, and he kept staring at Qiao Ruoxin's face: "Come here."

She obediently walked up to the man and looked directly into his face, the one that every woman wanted to sleep with.

Mo Chen picked up a tube of ointment from the medicine bag at random, and then applied it on her face. His eyes, as deep as the sea, were so serious and deep...

Qiao Ruoxin raised her chin slightly and just looked at his face quietly. The wound on his forehead had already scabbed over.

(End of this chapter)