?Chapter 207: Chapter 207: Little Ghost, do you miss me? Chapter 207: Chapter 207: Little Ghost, do you miss me? In the car, on the way to an audition.
Qiao Ruoxin put on her headphones to listen to the new album for a while, when unexpectedly, a call came through.
It was from her grandmother, with whom she hardly had any contact.
She hesitated for a moment but still answered the call, “Grandma?”
“Xinxin, are you really going to sever the mother-daughter rtionship with your mom?”
“…”
“I don’t care what you two are fighting about, but your mom is not well now. She’sing back to the country to receive traditional Chinese medicine treatments. If you still consider her your mom, find some time to go see her.”
“Grandma, I got it. You don’t have to worry about it.”
After hanging up, a trace of concern appeared in her eyes.
My mom ising back to the country? Does that mean Simon will being too?
She clenched her phone tightly, her brows slightly furrowed as she looked outside the car window.
Just thinking about Mo Chen having a direct confrontation with Simon gave her a headache.
Mr. Mo’s temper was terribly vtile,pletely uncontroble, and she was just afraid that this man would get stimted and then aggravate his psychological trauma.
…
Evening.
The audition went quite smoothly today; only the contract signing was left.
She could start shooting her scenes next week. There weren’t many, and they could be finished in a day.
After returning to the estate, Qiao Ruoxin took the initiative to offer to cook dinner.
She called Mo Chen, and after three rings, the call connected.
The low and sexy voice of the man came from the other end of the line, seeming a bit tipsy, “Hmm?”
“Mo Chen, when will you be back? I’ve made dinner.”
“Little Ghost, are you missing me?”
A smile crept onto Qiao Ruoxin’s lips, “Yeah, let’s say I missed you.”
“Alright, I’ming back now.”
After hanging up, she went ahead and brewed a cup of sobering tea for the damn man.
Then she continued cooking dinner, hoping to quickly get Mr. Mo’s weight back to normal.
Forty minutester…
Qiao Ruoxin was still busy in the kitchen, starting on the soup, stirring the lotus root pork rib yam soup with a spoon.
Unaware, the tall and handsome figure of the man suddenly approached her from behind.
“Ah…”
The man wrapped his arms around her soft and slender body from behind, startling her into a scream.
“Don’t you make any noise when you walk?”
Mo Chen’s lips curved up, his chin resting on her fragrant shoulder, his kiss mingled with a faint scent of alcoholnding on her corbone.
Qiao Ruoxin pushed him away, “Stop it, I’m making soup. Try it and see how it tastes.”
She scooped a little for him to taste, but unexpectedly, the damn man wrapped his arms around her slender waist, lowered his head, and kissed her lips, savoring the taste.
As she felt her cheeks burn, the damn man finally let her go.
“Mmm… tastes good,” his voice was deep and husky, with a hint of sexiness.
“…” Qiao Ruoxin stepped out of his embrace, muttering, “So annoying!”
Mo Chen grasped her chin, his voice deep, “Whom are you scolding?”
“Scolding you! Kissing you is like kissing alcohol, you’re such an annoying ghost. I don’t like the taste of alcohol. Here, have the sobering tea over there, drink it up.”
The man frowned, “Little Ghost, why are you making such a fuss?”
Qiao Ruoxin huffed proudly, “It’s because you spoil me.”
At that, the man burst intoughter, pinching her tender cheeks, “With the way you fuss, nobody but me could put up with you.”
She couldn’t help butugh, “Then you better keep putting up with me.”
Mo Chen picked up the sobering tea that had long gone cold and took a few sips.
Then, he just stood behind, watching Qiao Ruoxin cooking, his gaze fixed unblinkingly on her.
Qiao Ruoxin couldn’t ignore themanding gaze from behind her and turned around, “Go take a shower. You reek of alcohol.”