The Billionaire's Brokenhearted Deal-Chapter 405: At such a young age, harboring filthy thoughts, you should be yearning for love
Mo Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, "Eight or nine out of ten." ๐ง๐โฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ญ.๐ธโด๐
"What can be done then? Itโs already been ten years, evidence wonโt be easy to find now. With public opinion being so uproarious, they canโt let you take the fall forever, right?"
The man let out a snort of laughter, "Little Ghost, I can handle this kind of thing, you just focus on taking care of the baby."
"Um, I understand," Qiao Ruoxin replied.
Mo Chen asked, "Finished with your bath?"
"Yeah, you go ahead and bathe, Iโll go outside for some fresh air."
However, the man simply picked her up and headed toward the bathroom.
Qiao Ruoxinโs eyes widened, "What are you doing? Iโve already taken a bath!"
"Bathe with me one more time."
"Mo Chen, youโre being unreasonable!"
"Now that Iโm your lawful husband, whatโs the use of reason, hmm?"
"..."
There was just no having a proper conversation with this dog of a man. The always silent and reticent Master Mo sure became talkative when bickering with her.
Qiao Ruoxin pinched the manโs waist, but all she felt were the firm muscles of his abs, impossible to pinch.
The man let out a low chuckle, "Stop it, itโs ticklish."
"..."
The dog of a man is just a dog, deliberately making it sound so provocative.
...
Half an hour later.
She was carried by the man back to the bed, and after bathing twice, she felt pretty tired.
Mo Chen smoked a cigarette on the terrace, then came back to close the curtains with the remote and turned off all the lights in the bedroom before slipping under the covers and lying on the bed.
He pulled her into his arms, and Qiao Ruoxin shifted slightly.
"Not asleep yet?"
"Iโm having trouble sleeping... What should I do?"
Mo Chenโs hand restlessly moved to her belly, always seeking a hint of fetal movement, but unable to feel anything.
"Should I keep telling you stories?"
"Um, sure... but you canโt tell horror stories! I donโt want to hear them!"
The man chuckled softly, tightening his hold on her, and began to speak in a lazy voice, "Do you still remember when you were 16 and went to that haunted house?"
"Um, I remember, it was during the summer break. I was scared to tears that time. Those untrustworthy friends of mine, as soon as the ghosts appeared, they ran and disappeared. Luckily, in the dark, I managed to grab onto an older brotherโs arm, and I followed him all the way out of the haunted house, but I lost track of him right before we got out."
She started to recall the experience of visiting the haunted house with Lan Ke and the others when she was 16, which had frightened her to tears.
Mo Chen revealed, "That older brother youโre talking about was me."
!!!!
Qiao Ruoxin was stunned.
It was Mo Chen??? How could that be...
But when she thought about it, it made sense. Mo Chen had guards protecting her in secret, so he must have known about all her movements.
"Master Mo, just how many shady things have you done behind my back? You even followed me to the haunted house?"
"Afraid youโd get scared and cry, and sure enough, you cried."
"..."
Warmth spread through Qiao Ruoxinโs heart, and her lips curved up involuntarily: "Did you start treating me as your girlfriend from that time? Why else would you care so much?"
"It was from that time that you felt you could start dating." The man laughed, his voice breaking.
At 16, Qiao Ruoxin had indeed grown up a lot, but he still controlled himself, waiting for her to become an adult.
But he also silently watched over her in the shadows. Many times he felt like a pervert, and it was getting worse. Fortunately, Little Ghost blinked and was an adult.
In the dark, Qiao Ruoxin stared at the handsome outline of the manโs face, "Youโve been plotting for a long time, making me so nervous when you confessed to me back then. I even felt particularly unlucky, wondering how I caught the eye of rich playboys like you."
Truth be told, when Mo Chen confessed to her at that time, her heart had sunk quite a bit.
She felt she was done for, about to become the toy of this wealthy young master, without even the power to resist.
Thatโs why she was so excessively cruel to Mo Chen. It was really just a last struggle.
Mo Chen closed his eyes, embraced her, and spoke in a deep, lazy voice, "Such a young age, such dirty thoughts, you should be longing for love."
She snorted arrogantly, "Iโm already pregnant for you, and youโre still talking about me?"
"Mmm, letโs not talk about it, youโre very good."
...
The next day.
When Qiao Ruoxin got up, it was already the afternoon.
She was increasingly impressed with her ability to sleep, almost hibernating, simply unable to wake up.
How could she be so tired...
She lazily got out of bed, finished washing up in the bathroom, and then took the indoor elevator down to the first-floor dining room for a meal.
At the Mo Family Estate, a different nutritionist prepared a pregnant womanโs meal for her every day. It wasnโt particularly tasty, but it was nutritionally balanced.
A maid brought over her phone, "Miss Qiao, your phone has been ringing non-stop."
She put down her chopsticks and picked up the phone. It was Song Yingying calling.
Ever since getting pregnant, she hadnโt been active in the girl group for a long time, and naturally hadnโt been in touch with Song Yingying.
Qiao Ruoxin answered the phone while eating, "Yingying, do you need something?"
"Qiao Ruoxin, now that youโve married into a wealthy family, you donโt care about this little-known little actress anymore, huh?"
She laughed, "Who says? Iโve been a bit busy lately, whatโs up?"
"Iโm going to a party tonight, can you come with me? Iโm afraid to go alone. If I bring you, itโll give me a bit more face. Otherwise, Iโm afraid Iโll be bullied."
"Are you trying to secure some resources?"
"Right, there will be a female director who does period idol dramas there. I want to get to know her. As you know, my popularity is nowhere near yours, and Iโm afraid she wonโt pay any attention to me."
"Okay, send me the address on my phone, and Iโll accompany you."
"Great, thank you, our beloved Qiao sister~"
She chuckled lightly, said no more, hung up the phone, and continued to eat.
...
At the same timeโ
The Lawrence family and Qiaoโs mother were also having a meal, but in a quiet, desolate villa, a peaceful dining room, without a hint of human presence, everything was bleak.
Qiaoโs mother sighed, "I really canโt go through with it, after all, she is our daughter, and the twins sheโs carrying are our grandchildren, this..."
Lawrence, however, said coldly, "She is my daughter; the children she bears can only carry the Lawrence surname. What do we have to do with Mo Familyโs children?"
"Ruoxin will hate us! Sheโll never forgive us for this in her lifetime!"
Lawrence, "Sheโs still young now, one day sheโll grow up. When she gets her hands on the Lawrence Family shares, sheโll understand the decisions we made were for her own good."
Qiaoโs mother suddenly felt a chill, "Is it true what Xinxin said the other day? If it werenโt for all your ex-wifeโs children dying accidentally, you wouldnโt have come to find us, let alone accept Xinxin as your daughter?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Ask yourself, all these years, by what right did you let my daughter call someone else father? Why did you keep it a secret from me? Of course, I will acknowledge my daughter!"
Lawrence was getting angry. For all these years, he had not known that Qiao Ruoxin was his biological daughter, forced to watch as his daughter called someone else father. What kind of feeling was that!
