??Chapter 7: Chapter 7: Because He Loves Her
Chapter 7: Chapter 7: Because He Loves Her
Mo Chen let out a scornful, disdainful chuckle, his tone dripping with sarcasm, “Only after eating you rember to bring so for ?”
This girl never had him in her heart; he was always the last.
Uh…
How had he beco so petty.
Qiao Ruoxin still explained to him with a good temper, “After packing your lunch, I realized there were so leftovers, so I finished them before coming here.”
Mo Chen stopped talking and quietly finished his al.
“Where are you going this afternoon?” he suddenly asked.
She leaned on the sofa, stretching lazily, “I plan to accompany you to work, I might be a bit busy in a few days.”
Mo Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at her, “Busy?”
“Yeah, I joined the ‘Idol 101’ audition, so when the ti cos, vote for , and support your ex-girlfriend,” she said.
“Who let you join?” he frowned slightly.
Ruoxin’s lively eyes t his, “I need to earn money to support myself, otherwise will you give
money?”
After all, the balance on her bank card was pitiful.
And also to ensure she got the widest exposure possible, so she wouldn’t be ‘disappeared’ again.
Mo Chen glanced at her expressionlessly, his voice cold, “No.”
How resolute! How heartless!
Qiao Ruoxin genuinely felt unhappy now, “You’ve established so many charitable foundations, at the very least I was once your girlfriend, and I’ve made you happy before, aren’t you unfair to ?”
Although, she hadn’t really wanted it, his outright rejection chilled her heart.
“Yeah, no,” his attitude remained indifferent.
Give her money? To let her continue to disappear? Dream on.
Mo Chen faintly felt that her willingness to return this ti was possibly because she was out of money.
She pouted a little aggrieved, her voice taking on a note of complaint, “Then when I have no clothes to wear, can you sponsor
a few pieces?”
“I can.”
Mo Chen frowned; had his ex-girlfriend beco this destitute?
Qiao Ruoxin imdiately felt much better and showed a sweet smile, “I knew it, you still like
best.”
Mo Chen’s lips curled into a cold smile, his tone sarcastic, “Like what about you?”
“Like everything about , am I wrong?” she retorted proudly, lifting her chin and eting his gaze.
Mo Chen was silent, his profound gaze fixed on her delicate egg-shaped face, emotions stirring within his eyes.
Taking for granted his love for her, doing whatever she pleased, was a bad habit he had indulged!
He got up indifferently and returned to his desk, sitting in the chair, beginning his CEO routine.
Qiao Ruoxin leaned on the sofa, watching him at work, making endless phone calls in a tonally icy manner, as if he were in Antarctica.
A glint flashed in her eyes.
Suddenly, she stood up, walked over to his desk, promptly capturing the man’s attention.
“What are you doing?” he looked up at her with a cold expression.
Qiao Ruoxin took a pen from the holder and so scrap paper, smiling coyly, “Nothing, you carry on with your work, I’ll just entertain myself for a while.”
Then, she returned to the sofa in the reception area.
Mo Chen watched her obedient appearance, his gaze deepening, with this woman around, he simply couldn’t focus on work.
The intercom on his desk rang again; he pressed the answer button.
“Mr. Mo, the conference room is ready, everyone has arrived, you can go for the eting now.”
“Mhm.”
He picked up the materials from the desk, stood up, and went to Qiao Ruoxin’s side, his voice grave, “I’m going to a eting, it will be about two hours.”
Qiao Ruoxin nodded, “Okay, I’ll wait here for you.”
Mo Chen responded indifferently, “Mhm.”
Then, he turned and left the office, instructing Secretary Jiang in the secretarial area, “Keep an eye on her, she’s not allowed to leave.”
“Yes!” Secretary Jiang stood up and nodded.
Then, she watched Mo Chen’s indifferent figure leave.
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