Chapter 22: Chapter 22: Why Must I Be Like a Dog? Chapter 22: Chapter 22: Why Must I Be Like a Dog? The man grated his teeth and said, “Say that again, I dare you!”
“Don’t like it? How about a Samoyed? A Shiba Inu? Pick one.”
Mo Chen laughed in fury, “Why must I be compared to a dog?”
She blinked those watery eyes, “Because dogs are the most loyal, and Mo Chen brother’s best quality is his loyalty.”
Suddenly, the air fell silent.
So silent it was eerie.
Mo Chen stared at her intently, his voice hoarse and lonely, “What about you?”
“When you confessed to me and I knew full well you were allergic to strawberries yet still made you eat two boxes, causing you to be hospitalized for a week, I belonged to you,” she said.
She was 17 when Mo Chen confessed to her.
She thought this man was not sincere, that he was just playing a game.
So, she deliberately made things difficult for him.
Knowing full well Mo Chen was allergic to strawberries, she told him that if he ate two boxes, she would agree to be his girlfriend.
And so, Mo Chen did it, and was hospitalized for a week due to the severe allergy.
His memory drifting to the past, Mo Chen laughed noiselessly, sarcasm lacing his voice, “Did you enjoy tormenting me?”
Qiao Ruoxin sighed softly, “It was just a test, after all, you are the son of Asia’s richest man. I was so young; how could I know if you were serious?”
“…”
She walked over to an armchair and sat down, “You go to sleep, I’ll watch until you do, and then I’ll leave.”
“Haven’t taken a bath.”
“Oh… then go take a bath, I’ll wait.”
“…”
Mo Chen stared at her for a while, then got up and headed towards the bathroom.
Not long after, the man emerged wearing a black robe, with the collar loose, exposing his sensual chest and abdominal muscles, the defined “Mermaid line” all entering Qiao Ruoxin’s field of view.
Cough cough…
Two years not seen, and this bastard’s physique had only gotten better.
Mo Chen lay on the bed, a lazy and rakish look in his eyes as he watched her, “Go out.”
“I said, I’ll go out when you fall asleep.” She was that stubborn.
The man watched her for a while and then actually obediently lay down to sleep.
Qiao Ruoxin sat for an hour and then left the bedroom.
In the moment she closed the door, the man on the bed abruptly opened his eyes.
Those dark pupils were like a beast lurking in the night, devoid of sleepiness, filled with a dangerous aura.
The cellphone on the bedside table vibrated.
Mo Chen picked up the phone with a frown and irritability, “Speak!”
“Master Mo, the lady asks that you return to the estate tomorrow for some psychological therapy…”
The person on the other end hadn’t finished speaking before the man had already thrown the phone away.
An uncontrollable rage.
…
That same night, #MoChenQiaoRuoxin# reached the top spot on Weibo’s hot search, explode!
All marketing accounts posted a unified message: [The only woman of Asia’s richest man’s son Mo Chen, the only ex-girlfriend, the only first love! Participating in the talent show “Idol 101”.]
The topic reached a readership of one hundred million, with the number of comments on the trending Weibo reaching a hundred thousand.
[Mo’s first love? The campus belle who entered the film academy with top scores at 16?]
[They’re broken up and yet she’s still riding on Mo’s coattails for attention, can’t she stand on her own?]
[When is this show airing??? I want to see just how beautiful Mo’s former woman is!]
[She’s really beautiful, we went to the same school; she’s stunning in person!]
[Isn’t the production company behind “Idol 101” Hengzhong Film Company? Perhaps Qiao Ruoxin wants to get back together?]
[It airs in four days; I got to see what this Qiao Ruoxin has that could captivate Master Mo!]
Late into the night, Bai Junyan wrapped his arms around his beauty Lan Ke, an evil smile on his face as he looked at his phone screen.
“With Little Sister Qiao here, we won’t lack topics or ratings.”
Lan Ke: “You’re using your boss and brother too?”
“Isn’t it all to make money to support you?”
“…”