Chapter 34: Chapter 34: I Thought My Woman Could Chapter 34: Chapter 34: I Thought My Woman Could Her eyes widened in disbelief, “Why didn’t you say so earlier? Why did you let me practice with such an expensive car?”
“I thought my woman could handle it, who knew you’d be that clumsy.”
He taught her the whole summer vacation, and this Little Ghost only then learned how to drive.
Qiao Ruoxin shot him a woeful glance with her small eyes, “Then I just don’t have the talent in this area, so I learned slower.”
Suddenly, a light rain started to fall outside, pitter-pattering.
She quickened her pace, but the man’s deep voice came from beside her, “Drive slower.”
“Oh…”
Half an hour later, they finally returned to Jiang Mansion No. 1, and the car entered the garage.
As soon as he entered the living room, Mo Chen began to make calls to the public relations department to handle the news on the internet.
Qiao Ruoxin didn’t disturb him; she went back to her room, took a shower, and changed into a camisole nightgown with an ice silk robe draped over it.
The rain got heavier, but thankfully, they were already home.
She stood outside the man’s bedroom, leaning on the corridor, waiting for Mo Chen to come back from the study.
After what seemed like a long time, his deep footsteps approached, and she looked up.
Mo Chen walked towards her, frowning slightly, “What are you doing standing here?”
“I want a hug…” Her soft, coquettish voice was very seductive.
“…” He took a few more steps closer to her and said in a deep voice, “Come here and hug me.”
Qiao Ruoxin revealed a sweet smile, stepped forward, and hugged the man’s body, pressing her cheek against his chest.
Listening to his heartbeat, mixed with the sound of rain outside, was very comforting…
A deep and husky voice came from above her head, “Did that trash from the capital pursue you?”
Disgust filled the man’s tone, as if he was talking about something filthy.
Qiao Ruoxin was slightly taken aback, and gave a dismissive reply, “Seems like it.”
“When was that?”
“It was probably the year I got admitted into the film academy, at 16?”
Mo Chen’s gaze turned fierce, his jawline tensed, and he looked very displeased.
Shit…
At that time, he was still hesitating whether or not to go after this Little Ghost.
Qiao Ruoxin let go of the man’s body, “Goodnight Mo Chen, I’m just next door. If you can’t sleep, think of me.”
Then, she turned and returned to her own room.
Mo Chen watched her leaving figure, and suddenly, the image of her supporting another man as they left two years ago without even glancing at him flashed through his mind.
His breathing became rapid, and his fists at his sides clenched tightly, the knuckles cracking.
Hatred brewed in his dark eyes, and a murderous aura surrounded him.
Suddenly, he turned and went back to his bedroom, slamming the door shut heavily.
Mo Chen looked around his bedroom, his head throbbing, his mind flooded with filthy images.
…
In the next room.
Qiao Ruoxin lay in bed, scrolled through her phone one more time, and saw that the trending topics had been pulled immediately.
She could tell the efficiency of the Hengzhong Group’s public relations department.
Only then did she feel reassured to turn off her phone and get ready to sleep.
Not long after, a loud noise suddenly came from next door.
Qiao Ruoxin’s eyes burst open, and she reflexively got up, put on slippers, and left the room.
She went to the door of Mo Chen’s bedroom, and the sound of something being smashed inside became clearer.
Her eyes were panicky; how could this happen… everything was fine just before.
“Mo Chen! Open the door!”
Qiao Ruoxin kept knocking on the door, but he didn’t open it for her; the sound of smashing continued inside.
She cried out, “Mo Chen, open the door! Please stop this, okay?”
The noise inside suddenly stopped.
After what felt like an eternity, a suppressed and sinister voice came from inside, “Go to sleep, and don’t bother with me.”