Chapter 171: Chapter 171: I Don’t Want to Talk, Just Hug Me Chapter 171: Chapter 171: I Don’t Want to Talk, Just Hug Me Late at night.
The bedroom was pitch-dark.
Qiao Ruoxin lay on her side on the bed, enfolded in the arms of the man behind her.
Her back was pressed against the man’s chest, listening to his steady breathing.
Qiao Ruoxin couldn’t fall asleep, would Simon just let her go like that? Obviously not, but his inaction made her feel very anxious.
She glanced at Mo Chen, who was asleep behind her, then gently removed his arm from around her waist.
Lifting the blanket, she quietly left the bed.
Qiao Ruoxin took the cell phone that Mo Chen had forcibly swapped out and went alone to the terrace.
The night breeze was gentle; she stood in front of the railing, gazing at the starry sky, deep in thought.
After a long while, she made the call to Simon’s phone.
It connected quickly.
“You’re calling me voluntarily for the second time, how unusual,”
Qiao Ruoxin spoke calmly, “Can’t you… let me go?”
“Can’t,” came the crisp and clear reply from the other end of the phone.
She couldn’t help but laugh, “What do you like about me? Is it because both Jiang Ruolin’s and my names contain ‘Ruoxin’? Or is it because we both have Asian faces?”
She felt that she didn’t look anything like Jiang Ruolin.
“Baby, I like you, and it has nothing to do with Ruolin.”
Qiao Ruoxin: “It doesn’t? Everyone says I’m Jiang Ruolin’s stand-in, and you’ve liked her for so many years…”
She hadn’t finished speaking when Simon interrupted her, “Who said you’re her stand-in? Can’t I simply stop loving her and want you instead?”
Her eyes narrowed slightly, skeptical, “But I wouldn’t want a man who’s had another woman in his heart!”
Simon’s tender laughter came from the other end of the phone, “Baby, you might not know, but your mother’s dream was for you to marry me and for us to live happily together as a family, ever since you were a child, that’s what she thought.”
Qiao Ruoxin’s eyes widened in shock.
“You’re lying! My parents were very loving when I was little!”
“Heh…”
The derisive laughter left her feeling cold.
Did that mean that her mother had been planning for the divorce ever since she was little?
Qiao Ruoxin abruptly hung up the phone, not wanting to hear any more.
Suddenly!
The irritated voice of Mo Chen came from behind her, “Qiao Ruoxin! Are you secretly calling that trash!”
She turned and without hesitation, she threw herself into Mo Chen’s arms, hugging his tall frame tightly.
The man’s body staggered back a step from the impact, then he embraced the slender and delicate form in his arms.
After a few seconds, Mo Chen looked down and asked in a deep voice, “What’s wrong?”
“Mo Chen brother, you won’t use me, right…”
Mo Chen’s brow furrowed, his voice instantly colder, “Who’s using you?”
“I don’t want to talk, just hold me.”
All of a sudden, she felt a sense of being deceived.
Was the parental affection she witnessed as a child all a lie? Had the plan for divorce been in place since then?
“Hmm…”
The man hummed softly, but the force with which he held her tightened.
She didn’t know how much time passed before he heard Little Ghost sobbing.
He grabbed Qiao Ruoxin’s chin, lifting her face, and saw tears streaming unchecked across her delicate little face.
“What are you crying for?”
“Women just have more tears, it’s nothing.” She wiped away her tears, turned her face away, not wanting Mo Chen to see.
Ever since her parents divorced, she had become somewhat sensitive and had started to distrust people.