?Chapter 244: Chapter 244: Little Ghost, This Move Won’t Work On Me   Chapter 244: Chapter 244: Little Ghost, This Move Won’t Work On Me                                   Hotel, presidential suite.


    Late at night, at twenty past ten, Qiao Ruoxin felt not the slightest hint of sleepiness. Having taken a shower, she wandered around the room wearing her bathrobe.


    Her mind was like a tangled mess, impossible to straighten or clear.


    She walked onto the balcony, leaning on the railing, and gazed up at the night sky full of stars, sighing, “This is so hard…”


    She didn’t want to ruin the ‘mother-inw and daughter-inw rtionship’ with Mrs. Mo, nor did she want to disappoint Mo Chen.


    “If we’re not going public with our rtionship, then let’s break up.”


    The man’s voice echoed endlessly in her ears, inexplicably making her feel wronged.


    Tears flowed out in an instant, sliding down her cheeks to her chin, and falling to the ground.


    It was as if an invisible hand was choking her, suffocating her.


    Two years ago, when she and Mo Chen broke up, did Mo Chen also feel this way? Enduring sleepless nights?


    The cool night wind tousled her long hair, chilling her heart as well.


    …


    Meanwhile, at Mansion Number One by the river.


    The man stood on the terrace wearing a ck robe, smoking one cigarette after another, his handsome face covered with ayer of gloom.


    If Qiao Ruoxin couldn’t sleep, then his insomnia could be said to be a rpse of an old condition.


    The whole vi was as silent as a morgue.


    Mo Chen’s dark eyes were filled with irritation.


    Just one hour after parting, he regretted it.


    Why did he have to say three days?


    72 hours, 4,320 minutes, 259,200 seconds.


    His mind quickly calcted these numbers, his brow furrowing tighter and tighter – why so long?


    The more he thought about it, the more irritable he became.


    Mo Chen casually threw the ashtray beside him into the garden, turned back into the bedroom, and threw himself heavily onto therge bed.


    With a gloomy expression, he closed his eyes, but all that came to mind was Little Ghost’s shocked and aggrieved expression.


    The bedroom still held traces of Qiao Ruoxin’s scent, sneaking into his nose and triggering memories of their passionate nights.


    Shit…


    Suddenly, he opened his eyes, sat up, and dialed a number on his phone.


    “Mr. Mo, what do you need?”


    “What is she doing?”


    “Not sure, Miss Qiao hasn’t left her room, and the light in there has been on all the time.”


    “Hmm.”


    After hanging up the phone, the man got up irritably and paced back and forth in the bedroom.


    Eventually, he went downstairs to the living room, leaned on the sofa, and turned on the TV out of boredom.


    A variety show was on air, and it was the episode that Qiao Ruoxin had participated in recording.


    On the TV screen, Qiao Ruoxin smiled so sweetly, the camera capturing her sparkling eyes and her determined efforts at ying the games.


    Mo Chen stared at her on the screen, a smile curving at the corners of his mouth.


    So, he sat in the living room and watched the entire variety show.


    After it ended, he was left with an endless void and the morgue-like silence.


    The man turned on “Idol 101,” the variety show Qiao Ruoxin had been on, and started watching from the first episode.


    And so, the long night passed by.


    The next day, early morning.


    Mo Chen changed into a suit and went straight to the office. Passing employees greeted him, but he was indifferent, without any response.


    Horrifyingly taciturn, his tall and detached silhouette seemed to spell out one word: Scram!


    It seemed like a return to the dark days before, when Mr. Mo was steeped in darkness, his aura gloomy, sending shivers down one’s spine.


    After he entered his office, Secretary Jiang and Assistant Liu couldn’t help but talk.


    “Mr. Mo looks so terrifying today.”


    “Maybe he didn’t sleep wellst night?”


    “I can see it in Mr. Mo’s eyes; he looks like he didn’t sleep at allst night.”


    “Stayed upte? So he’s in a bad mood?”


    …


    Commercial photography outdoor set location.


    Having not slept wellst night, Qiao Ruoxin was now dozing off.


    “What were you up tost night? You’re so sleepy,” Song Yingying teased, poking her shoulder.


    Qiao Ruoxin slowly opened her eyes and saidzily, “Didn’t sleep well.”


    “Hey, hey, hey, Simon’s here again. Honestly, it’s just an ad shoot; there’s no need for a big shot like him to be on set. But he’s here for you,” Yingying said.


    She nced back indifferently at Simon approaching and continued to close her eyes to catch up on sleep.


    A few secondster, Simon’s gentle voice came, “So sleepy, didn’t rest wellst night?”


    When Qiao Ruoxin opened her eyes, she saw that gentle yet annoying face.


    “Ruoxin! It’s your turn!”


    She chose to ignore Simon, stood up, and walked towards the shooting site.


    Watching her walk away, Simonughed and said, “She’s such a cute devil.”


    The scene required her to be suspended on wires; she had toplete a backflip in the air.


    Hoisted up, Qiao Ruoxin’s feet dangled in the air as she was suspended high above ground, a nce down made the height truly terrifying.


    “Cut!”


    After the director called cut, her body swiftly descended.


    Suddenly!


    “Ahh!”


    With a sharp scream, Qiao Ruoxin grabbed the attention of everyone on set, all gathering around as Simon rushed over first.


    Shey on the ground, her face deathly pale.


    Onnding, the speed was too fast, causing her to crash onto the ground.


    Simon moved forward to lift her, “What’s wrong? Where does it hurt? Speak!”


    Seeing that it was Simon holding her, Qiao Ruoxin struggled, “Let me go! I’m fine!”


    “Don’t be stubborn; this is no trivial matter.”


    Simon carried her toward the parking lot, intending to take her to the hospital.


    She felt weak all over from the fall,cking the strength to resist. Her head did seem to have taken a blow, feeling a bit dizzy…


    Suddenly, everything went dark, and she passed out.


    …


    When she woke up again, she was lying in a high-end hospital ward.


    And Simon was sitting on a single-seater couch nearby, looking displeased.


    Seeing her eyes open, he immediately stood up and came to the bedside, “Do you feel ufortable anywhere?”


    “No.”


    “The doctor said you hit your head and have a mild concussion. You’ll need to rest for a few days.”


    Qiao Ruoxin let out a cold chuckle, “How’s that going to work? Won’t you sue me for breach of contract?”


    Simon’s smile was gentle, “I won’t. I’m not that inhumane of a boss.”


    “Get out, I want to keep sleeping.”


    Simon’s response was subdued, “Do I disturb your sleep by being here?”


    “I can’t sleep at all with you here!”


    “Alright then.”


    Simon left the ward.


    Sitting up slowly, Qiao Ruoxin dialed Mo Chen’s number right away.


    After three rings, he answered, and she called out weakly, “Mo Chen, brother…”


    “What is it?”


    This damn man!


    Wasn’t it just a three-day consideration period? Did he need to be so cold?


    She continued to y the weakling, cooing to Mo Chen, “I just had an ident with the wires, I’m in the hospital now, and I miss you.”


    The moment she had fallen, indeed, the first person she’d thought of was Mo Chen.


    Yet, the cruel reality was that it was Simon who brought her to the hospital.


    Over the phone, the man’s chuckle sounded, “Little Ghost, that won’t work on me. I said three days, and it will be three days. I won’t see you during this time.”


    Beep… Beep…


    Looking at the hung-up phone, Qiao Ruoxin couldn’t help butugh in anger.


    Head hurting with anger, this mild concussion was indeed troublesome.


    “Damn men are just dogs!” she muttered furiously under her breath.