The Billionaire's Brokenhearted Deal-Chapter 100 - Mo Chen Says I Dont Love Him
Chapter 100: Chapter 100: Mo Chen Says I Don’t Love Him
Chapter 100 -100: Mo Chen Says I Don’t Love Him
Late at night, in the bedroom.
Qiao Ruoxin lay on the dark green bedsheet, wrapped in a dark green blanket, her body embraced by a man.
This damn man had fallen into a deep sleep, but she was wide awake with insomnia.
Her head was filled with Mo Chen’s words from earlier that night, saying she didn’t love him.
It felt as if he was brainwashing her.
Two years ago, her mother had done the same, claiming she was too young and naive, insisting she had no understanding of love.
So… what really is love?
Her slender fingers touched the man’s high, proud nose, while a dense, prickling pain filled her heart.
Did she truly not love Mo Chen?
If she didn’t love him, why had she given him all of her firsts?
Qiao Ruoxin found herself lost in confusion and conflict.
That night, she suffered from insomnia and finally understood Master Mo’s agony—insomnia was truly unbearable.
Early morning, seven o’clock.
Qiao Ruoxin got out of bed, finished washing up, changed her clothes, glanced at the man still sleeping deeply in bed, and then left the bedroom.
…
Shuian Huating.
Instead of heading directly to the training camp, she had the bodyguard drive her to Lan Ke’s home.
Pressing the doorbell, Lan Ke showed up to open the door, bleary-eyed and wearing a strappy nightgown.
“Ringing my doorbell so early in the morning like this, are you trying to kill me…”
Upon seeing her, Lan Ke turned and went back into the living room.
“I want to ask you something,” Qiao Ruoxin followed her through the door.
Lan Ke poured two glasses of water and set them on the coffee table, her voice lazy and blurred, “What is it?”
Qiao Ruoxin bit her lip, “Mo Chen says I don’t love him.”
At those words, Lan Ke instantly woke up, opening her eyes wide, “Indeed, you don’t love him enough.”
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Qiao Ruoxin’s heart skipped a beat, and her gaze immediately dimmed.
“Even you think so?” There was a sense of defeat.
Lan Ke took a sip from the glass, “You’ve never worried about whether Master Mo loves you, right? Because you know he does, he makes it very obvious.”
…
“Ruoxin, up until now, I feel like you haven’t understood what love is.”
Qiao Ruoxin’s expression was complex, “Then… what does it mean to love?”
Lan Ke said, “Like me, I broke off relations with my family just to be with Bai Junyan. Can you do that?”
…
Lan Ke continued, “Ruoxin, to say you don’t love Mo Chen at all would be wrong, but it’s just that you don’t love him deeply enough.”
“What do you mean?” She didn’t understand, she really didn’t.
“If you broke up with him completely and another man of the same type appeared, you could be with him, but Master Mo couldn’t. As far as I know, there’s a flight attendant somewhat similar to you around him, but he’s never been moved.”
Qiao Ruoxin’s fingertips curled, was she talking about Lin Xi?
“That’s because Mo Chen has a serious case of paranoia!”
Lan Ke laughed, “No, no, no, if just any substitute could replace you, then it has nothing to do with love, it’s just an obsession.”
For a moment, she didn’t know how to react.
She had to admit, she was shaken.
Qiao Ruoxin lowered her eyes to the glass of water on the coffee table, clear and hollow, much like her own heart at that moment.
It was like questioning the whole of life!
Lan Ke gently patted her shoulder, “You know, when we were kids, every time I played with Bai Junyan, Master Mo was sure to be there. Haven’t you ever wondered why?”
Her eyes widened, “You all saw it from the start?”
“Of course! The way Mo Chen looked at you was very different, intense and full of possessiveness.”
