Chapter 148: Don't Pay the Miserable Beggar Attention
The green light ca on and Qian ng was off again.
"You're not going to pick up the call?" Mo Qingchen asked after a few minutes.
"I can't see any reason why he would call apart from scream at ," she chuckled.
"Well, if he keeps calling you, you won't get to pick up any other calls. Your phone will show that you are busy," he countered.
"Well, I only want Li Min or Li Jun's phones to co through. Put it on," she said with finality.
Mo Qingchen chuckled and within another second, the call ca in. He picked it up and imdiately, he heard Bai Ye Qing speak.
"You've finally picked up, bitch?" the other said. His voice held malice. There was no other word to describe the hatred in his voice. Qian ng straightened in her seat, suddenly a flash from her mory coming back to her.
'What the hell?' she thought uncomfortably.
Neither Mo Qingchen nor Qian ng spoke. The sudden shock rendered them speechless. They didn't know what they had expected.
Mo Qingchen's mory of the man had made him out to be this small-willed man who would crawl on his knees to get what he wanted. He could kill, but he didn't sound like the sort of man who would courageously speak to others.
Yun Qian ng, on the other hand, felt a blackness at the pit of her stomach. Her eyes moved from the phone screen to the road in front and she took a silent breath.
"What? You're not going to speak now? Might as well do it now that you have picked up the phone," he called her out.
Qian ng looked at Mo Qingchen, willing him to speak on her behalf.
"Don't call again," Mo Qingchen said without blinking, his eyes fixed at her. He hung up and turned the phone downwards. "He hates you," he comnted.
"As he should," Qian ng stopped him.
"You are staying at my house tonight," he said with finality.
"What? Why?" she asked, flabbergasted.
"I am not allowing you to stay at the hotel tonight," he was firm. "Bai Ye Qing's voice just now? Yeah, there is no way I am letting him get close to you when he is seething with rage. And his mother is equally weird," he breathed.
"And you don't trust the employees your family's hotel employs?" she teased.
"I don't trust anyone, Qian ng," he pressed. "Moreover, you said you would slowly move in once this scandal was over. So, you should do good on your end of the bargain and start moving in," he declared.
"I don't have clothes with right now," she whined.
"Don't be a baby. We can buy a pair of clothes for you, okay?" he concluded. "You bought a new wardrobe, I suppose I should reward you for your performance, too!" Now he turned more encouraging.
Qian ng looked at him suspiciously. "Is this your new approach to persuade ?" she asked coquettishly. "You want to move in so that you can train my twitching hip?" she goaded on further.
"If that is what gets you living under my roof, you can believe it," he accepted readily, even though his eyes heated.
"Evil scoundrel," she grumbled under her breath.
She pulled up in front of the hotel and waved the valet over. "I'll be down in a few minutes," she told him nonchalantly. Mo Qingchen pulled out from the other side, his long legs helping him reach her side without effort. He matched his steps with hers, waving off the employees who ca over to greet him.
The female employee who had seen Mo Qingchen complete her nightly skincare routine breathed in relief.
'Finally, these two got together,' she thought.
Qian ng was done packing a small bag of her clothes when her phone pinged. She wouldn't have paid it attention if not for Mo Qingchen growling.
"This man doesn't know when to stop," he hissed. He pulled the phone up and showed Qian ng's face to it to unlock the phone. "I'm going to give him a piece of my mind," he said finally.
"Hold your horses, macho man," Qian ng chuckled. "Don't pay the miserable beggar attention," she drawled.
He huffed and looked at the ssages. They were voice ssages. Unable to rein in his curiosity, he started to play them one by one. The air in the room froze as Mo Qingchen grew tenser.
"It's ridiculous how things have beco, haven't they Yun Qian ng? If you had kept your trap shut and just gotten married like everyone wanted you to, none of this would have happened. The whole feminist movent has made n the bad guys, when in reality it's the won who are making this world unliveable." That was only the first ssage.
"You never experienced harassnt. It is all bullshit to make look bad. And you know what? I'll show you what harassnt is. You don't appreciate a good guy when you et one." And he laughed. It sounded so twisted that Qian ng's face scrunched up in disgust.
"I will take this opportunity to educate you about the reality of the world. Your money doesn't make you any less inferior than before. The security? It's all in your head. You thought I was a nice guy so you walked all over , didn't you?" He cursed in the third.
"I was a perfect gentleman to you and I tried to explain my choices and wanted to spend ti with you. But you behaved like the Virgin Mary, treating like a threat who was out to get you. You'd not have made angry if you didn't have such negative energy. But now… look at you. You accused of being a cheater and a scumbag and you were spreading your leg to make all that money, right?"
"What? Will you change your mind if I showed you my junk? I am sure you would. And to think you would give a cheque with that filthy money…"
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