The Billionaire's Brokenhearted Deal-Chapter 91 - Little Ghost do you find me amusing
Chapter 91: Chapter 91: Little Ghost, do you find me amusing?
Chapter 91 -91: Little Ghost, do you find me amusing?
Late at night.
Qiao Ruoxin lay in bed with a mind full of turmoil.
Was it unrealistic to quietly wait for her bracelet to be returned?
After all, it was the “Mermaid’s Tears,” worth a hundred million!
…
The corridor was empty.
Kong Ling quietly left her room, still wearing that bracelet on her wrist.
Standing in front of Qiao Ruoxin’s room, she looked down at the bracelet on her wrist, unsure of how to knock and explain.
Th𝓮 most uptodate nov𝑒ls are publish𝒆d on ƒreewebηoveℓ.com.
Just at that moment…
A sudden late-night visit from Mo Chen witnessed this scene.
His gaze immediately landed on the bracelet on Kong Ling’s wrist.
Instantly, his face darkened, his lips tightly pressed together, carrying an air of hostility as he strode toward Qiao Ruoxin’s room.
Hearing footsteps, Kong Ling’s face was stricken with panic, and she instinctively hid her hand behind her back.
Kong Ling never imagined she would see Mo Chen himself here, at this time!!!
It felt like an unreal, dreamlike sensation!
Mo Chen’s tall figure moved toward her, getting closer, his handsome features as cold as frost.
“Mo… Boss Mo!”
Kong Ling stuttered out.
The man stared at Kong Ling for a full ten seconds.
Kong Ling’s heart raced, her first thought being, could the “Mermaid’s Tears” bracelet truly be this magical?
This was the son of Asia’s wealthiest man, after all!
He was staring at her for so long?
Falling hopelessly in love with a stranger?
Kong Ling’s mind was in utter chaos, not knowing where to look.
Suddenly, Mo Chen spoke with a deep voice, “Go to sleep.”
“Yes… Yes!”
Kong Ling turned around in a fluster, walking quickly back to her own room, always covering her wrist, afraid that Mo Chen would see.
Mo Chen’s handsome face was tense, and his hands hanging by his sides clenched into fists, the joints cracking.
This signified he was about to explode.
He grasped the doorknob, pushed open the door, and walked straight in.
In that instant the door opened, Qiao Ruoxin, who had been pacing around the room, turned around abruptly, her face filled with surprise, “Why are you here?”
With a ‘bang,’ the door slammed shut.
Mo Chen’s movements were rough as he pinned her against the door; he looked down into her eyes with a fierce expression, “Little Ghost, do you think I’m a joke?”
His voice was cold, devoid of any warmth.
“What do you mean?” Qiao Ruoxin was completely bewildered.
The man’s slender fingers pinched her jaw, forcing her to look directly at him: “You promised me! You wouldn’t take off that bracelet! You called me and said you liked it, that you would cherish it!”
Suddenly, Mo Chen grasped her wrist and shouted angrily, “Where is the bracelet! Were you just humoring me with your words!”
“I didn’t! The bracelet is lost; I’ve been searching for it!”
Suddenly, the man let out a disdainful scoff, “So, you took it off after all, otherwise, how could it be lost? If you hadn’t allowed it, would she dare to openly wear it on her wrist?”
Qiao Ruoxin’s eyes widened, “Who is wearing it? Did you see?”
…
The man didn’t speak, seemingly gauging whether her expression was just an act.
After all, she was the pride of the Film Academy’s Performing Arts department.
“I really didn’t lie to you! I had an outdoor shoot today, a physical test. I was afraid the bracelet would get knocked around, so I let someone keep it for me, and it got lost! Look, my ankle is still swollen!”
Mo Chen looked down at her delicate, fair ankle, and indeed, there seemed to be signs of swelling.
“Brother Mo Chen, so who was wearing the bracelet? Tell me quickly!” she pleaded with urgency in her eyes.
“The woman who brought you clothes last time.”
Qiao Ruoxin froze for a second, then a hint of anger surfaced in her eyes.
“Brother Mo Chen, wait for me for ten minutes!”
Then, she pushed away the tall figure of the man, opened the door, and left.
