?Chapter 229: Chapter 229: Little Ghost, don’t y dead with me, answer me   Chapter 229: Chapter 229: Little Ghost, don’t y dead with me, answer me                                   At that moment, a staff member led Simon and Jiang Ruolin towards them.


    Qiao Ruoxin’s lips curved up slightly, everyone had arrived; it was quite the bustling scene.


    “Mr. Lawrence, Miss Jiang, your seats are here, please take a seat,” the on-site staff said with a courteous smile.


    Simon, seeing Mo Chen seated opposite and Qiao Ruoxin behind him, smiled.


    The seating arrangement was certainly curious.


    “Mo Chen, long time no see,” Jiang Ruolin said, smoothing her dress as she sat beside Mo Chen.


    The man responded indifferently, “Mm.”


    But Mo Chen’s gaze was locked on Simon, looking at him as if he were looking at trash, cold and disdainful.


    Simon met Mo Chen’s stare head-on, “Mo Chen is looking at me like this, are you very interested in me?”


    Mo Chen let out a scornful, coldugh and said in a deep voice, “Interested in beating you.”


    Simon smiled without speaking.


    Qiao Ruoxin at the next table listened clearly to their conversation.


    She looked down at her phone and sent a message to Mo Chen: [Mo Chen brother, stay cool, stay calm!]


    Suddenly, her phone vibrated.


    Mo Chen nced at the message on his phone, the contact name disyed: Little Ghost.


    The ice-cold expression on his handsome face finally showed a trace of warmth as he picked up his phone and swiped the screen.


    Then, his long fingers quickly tapped on the keyboard.


    Qiao Ruoxin stared at her phone screen, and a message instantly appeared: [Mm, keep talking to me.]


    The furthest distance in the world is just like this, isn’t it?


    They were seated back-to-back yet texting each other.


    A faint smile appeared on Qiao Ruoxin’s lips as she sent a message: [Mo Chen brother, did you manage to get the wine I asked you to fetch?]


    Mo Chen: [Mm, it’s in the car.]


    Qiao Ruoxin: [Have Xiaowu bring it to me, thanks Mo Chen brother.]


    Mo Chen: [Is that all?]


    Qiao Ruoxin: [What else do you want?]


    Mo Chen: [The boss wants some special service.]


    In a second, Qiao Ruoxin’s cheeks instantly heated up.


    Had this damn man gotten addicted?


    Indeed, all men are equally sleazy.


    Mo Chen was staring at the phone screen, waiting for a reply, a doting smile curling on his lips.


    Indeed, chatting with this Little Ghost made himpletely forget that there was trash seated opposite him.


    Three whole minutes passed by, and still there was no reply.


    The man nced back at the woman behind him, her exquisite profile fixed on the stage performance.


    A hint of displeasure shed across his cold features, and he picked up his phone, his long fingers rapidly tapping the keyboard: [Little Ghost, don’t y dead with me, answer me.]


    Qiao Ruoxin’s phone in her hand vibrated once. She picked it up to see the message and felt somewhat helpless.


    She quickly typed a reply on her phone: [Let’s talk about it when we get back.]


    After seeing the message, the smile on Mo Chen’s lips grew even deeper.


    …


    Qiao Ruoxin put her phone aside and heaved a soft sigh; this damn man was really a dog, taking advantage of the situation.


    As her eyes inadvertently nced towards the entrance, she suddenly saw that Mrs. Mo had arrived as well!


    Mo Chen’s mother!


    The staff led Mrs. Mo in a different direction.


    Mrs. Mo caught Qiao Ruoxin’s eye and smiled at her, gracious and natural.


    That look seemed to say to Qiao Ruoxin, “Don’t forget our agreement to keep your distance from Mo Chen in public.”


    In an instant, Qiao Ruoxin sat up straight and couldn’t help but move her chair a little further forward.


    Try not to get too close to Mo Chen.


    The next act was Qiao Ruoxin’s singing performance, and the staff came over to remind her that she could go backstage to prepare.


    She had no choice but to stand up and follow the staff towards the backstage.


    The host worked up the audience on stage, “We really have a lot of big shots here tonight. I hope you’ll all be generous in your charity, and now it’s time for our Mortal Princess Qiao Ruoxin’s performance. Let’s wee her with the song ‘Wonderful U’.”


    Mo Chen looked up at the stage when he heard the announcement, and the lights in the venue went out.


    A beam of white light fell onto the stage center, where Qiao Ruoxin was seated in front of a pure white piano.


    The intricate y of light and shadow on her delicate and pretty face, her slender fingers touching the piano keys, the prelude slowly starting—beautiful and melodious.


    The audience was silent, all eyes focused on her.


    She slowly yed the piano, her voice clear and gentle as it rose, immersing the entire venue in song.


    Beneath the stage.


    Mo Chen’s dark gaze was locked on her, with a hint of doting curve at the corner of his mouth.


    This Little Ghost had a different kind of charm on stage, bewitching, making people unconsciously drawn to her.


    Gradually, the venue lights brightened, the lighting was soft,plementing Qiao Ruoxin’s singing, veryfortable.


    Everyone was looking at the stage, and only Simon was watching Mo Chen.


    Seeing the look in Mo Chen’s eyes, it seemed he hadpletely forgotten the hatred from Qiao Ruoxin’s two-year disappearance.


    Simon had thought that after Qiao Ruoxin vanished from the Human World for two years, Mo Chen must have despised her to the bone, but he hadn’t expected that barely three months since her return,


    Mo Chen’s look of hatred and disgust had turned into such thick affection.


    How to describe the way Mo Chen stared at Qiao Ruoxin?


    Like a fierce beast eyeing its prey, wanting to tear it apart and consume it.


    And like an age-old iceberg slowly melting away.


    Simon sneered coldly, probably would be furious enough to vomit blood if he remembered the videoter on.


    The thought was definitely amusing.


    On stage, Qiao Ruoxin finished her performance, stood up to bow to the audience, glowing with beauty; she was the Mermaid Princess of the night.


    Apuse filled the venue.


    A trace of unnoticed tenderness appeared on Mo Chen’s cool and handsome face.


    When Qiao Ruoxin returned to her seat, she happened to pass by their table.


    In that instant she passed by, Simon deliberately stuck out his foot, causing her, already in high heels, to nearly fall.


    Qiao Ruoxin’s face was filled with rm, truly believing she was about to fall—a female celebrity in such a situation would definitely be mocked by all sorts of haters!


    Then, very timely and gentlemanly, Simon stood up and grabbed her slender waist.


    “Miss Qiao, be careful.”


    Anger filled Qiao Ruoxin’s eyes as she looked up at this infuriating man, her voice lowered, “Let go of me!”


    At that moment, Mo Chen sitting there had a tautplexion, a dark look on his face, his hands under the table clenched into fists, knuckles cracking.


    Simon naturally released her.


    Qiao Ruoxin gave him a cold nce before returning to her seat and sitting down.


    She picked up her phone and sent a message to Mo Chen: “I’m okay, don’t be angry.”


    The man nced at the text message on his phone but didn’t reply.


    The scene from moments ago had already been captured and uploaded to the inte by the media reporters present; she couldn’t avoid being tonight’s hot topic.


    Half an hourter, #SimonQiaoRuoxin# hit number one on the trending searches!


    Mo Chen leaned back in his chair, picked up his phone, and sent a message: “Clean up all the trending topics about Qiao Ruoxin tonight.”


    Then, just ten minutester, the trending topic vanished, and even rted topics and videos werepletely deleted.