?Chapter 234: Chapter 234: Big Brother Mo Chen, Will You Ever Stop Wanting Me One Day?   Chapter 234: Chapter 234: Big Brother Mo Chen, Will You Ever Stop Wanting Me One Day?                                   “How do I know you’re not lying to me? Where’s the video, I want to see it!”


    Without really seeing that video, she wouldn’t believe it!


    Simonughed out loud, “How would I have that video? I also stumbled upon it by chance, I really didn’t expect you to be so wild back then. So, why pretend to be loyal and faithful now? You’ve already betrayed Mo Chen.”


    All of this was clearly orchestrated by him behind the scenes.


    But now he was pretending to be an innocent bystander.


    If one were to talk about acting skills, Simon’s had reached a masterful level.


    “I didn’t! I didn’t betray him!” Qiao Ruoxin’s emotions started spiraling out of control, her mind a mess.


    Video, video, video…


    Her mind waspletely preupied with the word ‘video’.


    How could her face be in that video? It was simply impossible!


    She had only been with Mo Chen!


    Seeing herplexion change, Simon suddenly said, “How about this, I help you find that video, and you give me a fair chance topete for your love?”


    Qiao Ruoxin looked at the man in front of her.


    She loathed him to the extreme!


    Yet, she truly wanted to get that video, she needed to see who the woman in the video really was.


    She suddenly regained herposure, “Are you sure you can find that video? And besides, if the woman in the video really is me, would you still want me?”


    Something was off!


    Very off!


    While Simon didn’t possess an intense possessiveness, he definitely couldn’t stand the thought of the woman he liked sleeping with other men.


    Simon’s gaze fell on her eyes, a trace of a smile forming on his lips, “It’s a bit disgusting, but what can I do? I’m so infatuated with you that it’s demeaning, even if you have such a dirty past, I still want you.”


    “…”


    Qiao Ruoxin felt there was something quite not right with the man in front of her.


    “We’ll talk when you find the video. I have to see the video!”


    Having said that, she turned and left the hospital ward without looking back.


    Simon, lying in the hospital bed, watched the door close and chuckled, “Baby, you might doubt your whole life after seeing that video.”


    …


    The entire day, Qiao Ruoxin was distracted, unable to find the right feel even when recording songs in the studio.


    She barely ate any lunch.


    In the evening, she was escorted back to Jiang Mansion Number One by her bodyguard.


    She went straight to her bedroom and lied down on the bed to sleep, exhausted.


    She hadn’t really done anything, but her mind was so preupied with that video, it wore her out.


    After a while, the bedroom door was pushed open.


    The man’s deep footsteps approached.


    Then, she heard Mo Chen’s voice by her ear, “Little Ghost, why aren’t you eating dinner?”


    Qiao Ruoxin opened her eyes listlessly, turned her face away, and said in a dispirited tone, “I don’t feel like it, I have no appetite.”


    The man pulled her up and held her in his arms, lowering his head to look at her small face, “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”


    She sat on the man’s long legs, her arms involuntarily wrapping around his neck, whispering, “Mo Chen brother, will there evere a day when you don’t want me?”


    Simon’s words echoed in her ears…


    [The memory Mo Chen lost is his inner demon. If he remembers it, he will certainly not want you anymore.]


    Just thinking about this made her feel so troubled.


    She wanted to find the video quickly, yet feared that the woman in the video would truly have her face.


    Her soft voice entered the man’s ear, sounding more like the coquettishness of a little woman.


    Mo Chen kissed her cheek softly, coaxing her with a low voice, “No, it’s always you who doesn’t want me. When have I ever not wanted you?”


    “Really?”


    The man affirmed, “Mhm, of course.”


    Then, Mo Chen picked her up by her waist and walked out of the bedroom, “Throwing a tantrum is fine, but not eating is not okay, I won’t indulge you in that.”


    The man carried her all the way to the dining room and sat her down on a chair.


    Qiao Ruoxin stared at the food in front of her, trulycking any appetite, preupied with heavy thoughts—who could think about eating?


    The man served her a small bowl of soup and said in a deep voice, “Drink the soup first.”


    “Mm…”


    Qiao Ruoxin absent-mindedly sipped the soup.


    Mo Chen also noticed her abnormality and frowned slightly, “Little Ghost, what’s wrong with you?”


    “Nothing, just not hungry, and I feel a bit nauseous…”


    The man was silent for a long time before suddenly asking, “Are you pregnant?”


    Her spoon fell into the bowl, the hot soup sshing onto her hand, causing her to draw in a sharp breath of pain.


    Mo Chen immediately stood up, gripping her wrist, and said sternly, “Qiao Ruoxin!”


    “It’s fine, it doesn’t hurt…”


    She withdrew her hand and took a look, it was just a red patch.


    The man sat back down and piled up her te with food, “Eat.”


    “I really don’t have an appetite, I can’t eat…”


    Qiao Ruoxin had a sense of karmic retribution; she seemed to understand the torment Mo Chen had endured over the past two years.


    Apparently, when one is weighed down with worries, it’s really difficult to eat or sleep, as the mind keeps racing with chaotic thoughts.


    “…”


    Seeing herck of appetite, Mo Chen knew that forcing her to eat might make her vomit.


    “Is your periodte?”


    She was momentarily startled, then shook her head, “No, I’m not pregnant.”


    Upon hearing this answer, a flicker of disappointment crossed the man’s dark eyes.


    Though he knew the chances of pregnancy were slim because he had used protection every time.


    “Then eat, I’ll take you to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow,” the man’s voice was cold and serious, leaving no room for refusal.


    Qiao Ruoxin, “I’m really fine, there’s no need for a hospital, I’m just a bit tired.”


    Mo Chen nced at her indifferently and cruelly stated the fact, “But you haven’t slept either.”


    “…”


    Indeed, she’d been lying in bed for a good while but couldn’t sleep.


    Her mind was gued with thoughts about that video; she was truly curious, what exactly was in that video?


    Why did they say the woman in it was her?


    Was it possible that Qiao Ruoxin couldn’t remember whom she had slept with?


    Such a thing was absolutely impossible!


    She was forced by Mo Chen to eat a bowl of rice and drink a small bowl of soup before heading upstairs to take a bath.


    In the bathroom.


    Qiao Ruoxiny in the bathtub, her mind once again filled with thoughts about the video until her head ached.


    She submerged herself underwater, holding her breath until she felt like suffocating, then burst out of the bathtub, greedily breathing in the fresh air.


    At that moment, the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open.


    She cried out instinctively, “Ah!”


    Mo Chen entered the bathroom with a calm expression, picked up a towel from the side, and pulled her out of the bathtub.


    “What are you doing! I’m taking a bath here!”


    She covered her upper body with her arms, but in covering the top, she couldn’t cover the bottom.


    The man sneered dismissively, “Little Ghost, what are you covering? Which part of your body have I not kissed, touched, or held? Now you’re shy?”


    Qiao Ruoxin’s face turned red instantly.


    “You… have some decency! You just barge in while I’m taking a bath!”


    Mo Chen wrapped the towel around her, picked her up from the bathtub, and set her on the ground.


    He spoke with an indifferent tone, “You’ve been soaking for an hour.”