?Chapter 251: Chapter 251: The woman’s face in the video is exactly like hers!   Chapter 251: Chapter 251: The woman’s face in the video is exactly like hers!                                   Mo Chen’s tall silhouette moved towards her, pulling her up from her seat behind the desk.


    His slender fingers pinched her chin, his eyes narrowing slightly, “Why is yourplexion so poor?”


    Qiao Ruoxin forced augh, “How can it not be when you tormented me allst night?”


    The man chuckled softly, taking her into his arms, his chin resting on her slender shoulders.


    “Brother was too roughst night, did I hurt you?” His voice was gentle and enticing, as if he was bewitching her.


    Qiao Ruoxin leaned against the man’s shoulder, her face pale, her mind flooded with the images from the video on theputer.


    That video instantly became her nightmare!


    So disgusting…


    Nauseous, wanting to vomit!


    She resisted the sense of fear and nausea, saying, “Mo Chen, brother, go wash up, and I’ll make breakfast for you.”


    Mo Chen, holding her delicate frame, kissed her earlobe, “Little Ghost, I willpensate you for the losses caused by going public with our rtionship, okay?”


    “Mhm.”


    “Good girl.” The man let go of Qiao Ruoxin, then turned and left the study.


    After Mo Chen left, her forced smile finally disappeared, reced with a look of panic.


    …


    Downstairs, in the kitchen.


    Qiao Ruoxin was absent-mindedly preparing breakfast, her mind preupied with that video.


    How could this be?


    How could there be someone with a face exactly like hers?


    She almost began to doubt whether she had amnesia or had been assaulted in the past?


    But the woman in the video seemed to enjoy it; she was clearly there by choice!


    And the man in the video looked to be around forty; just thinking of those explicit scenes made her want to vomit.


    No wonder Mo Chen had felt nauseous and vomited whenever he thought of that video these past two years.


    I can’t let this happen!


    I must not let Mo Chen remember this video; otherwise, his psychological trauma is sure to recur. It might even get worse!


    Qiao Ruoxin was cutting fruit to make a fruit sd when suddenly, she cut her hand—but she didn’t feel any pain.


    “Oh my! Miss Qiao, how careless of you, you’ve cut your hand—it’s bleeding!”


    The housekeeper immediately grabbed her hand and rinsed it under the tap for a long time.


    Then she quickly fetched a band-aid and applied it to her finger, “Miss Qiao, stop what you’re doing, let me take over.”


    “Okay.”


    Qiao Ruoxin walked out of the kitchen and sat down in the dining room, her whole being as if soulless.


    At that moment, Mo Chen, impably dressed, descended the stairs, wearing a ck suit and a ck shirt underneath, exuding a dark aura.


    But today, Mo Chen appeared clear-headed and refreshed; the mncholy from the previous days had vanished instantly.


    He curved his lips, walking into the dining room, his long fingers gently touching her head, “Where’s breakfast?”


    Qiao Ruoxin came back to her senses, “Oh, I identally cut my finger earlier, I’m sorry. I’ll make you breakfast another day.”


    The man sat in the chair next to her, his brows knit together as he picked up her finger to examine it, and said sternly, “Clumsy!”


    “…”


    The housekeeper brought the breakfast to the table and then left.


    Mo Chen nced at her, “Do you want me to feed you?”


    “No need, it’s just a small wound, it’s nothing.” She picked up the spoon and slowly sipped her porridge.


    Looking up, she saw Mo Chen eating gracefully, truly the face that held up the beauty standard in the wealthy circles, making even the act of eating a feast for the eyes.


    Qiao Ruoxin stared at the porridge in her bowl, her mind involuntarily shing back to that video, a wave of nausea surging forward, and suddenly she lost her appetite.


    Suddenly she thought about the past two years. Was it the same for Mo Chen?


    Losing his appetite at the thought of that video, irritable thinking about it, detesting women even more, even to the point of bing nauseous and wanting to vomit.


    If she put herself in his shoes, seeing a video of Mo Chen in bed with an older woman, she might very well develop an eating disorder herself.


    It’s disgusting!


    It’s really disgusting!


    All that was on her mind was that video, and the woman in the video even had a face identical to hers!


    This hair-raising feeling was no less terrifying than bumping into a ghost!


    First off, she could be certain that aside from Mo Chen, she hadn’t had intimate contact with any other man.


    So who was that woman in the video?


    Why did she look exactly like her? It was uncanny.


    Seeing her distracted, Mo Chen inquired in a deep voice, “What are you thinking about?”


    “Ah? Nothing, I just don’t have much of an appetite, and I’m tired, want to sleep.”


    Right now, she truly didn’t feel like doing anything but sleep, to forget the content of that video.


    The man chuckled: “So sleepy? Seems like I bullied you too muchst night.”


    “You realize that now! Don’t go that far next time!”


    A hint of tender indulgence appeared on Mo Chen’s cold and handsome face, but he said nothing and continued eating breakfast.


    After breakfast, Mo Chen went to the office, while citing exhaustion, she decided to take the day off.


    …


    After watching the chauffeur drive Mo Chen away, she sneaked back into the study on her own.


    She inserted the USB drive into theputer; it didn’t respond at first, but after many attempts, theputer finally read the USB drive sessfully.


    Qiao Ruoxin stared at theputer screen with full concentration, rewatching the video several times with seriousness.


    Barely suppressing the urge to vomit.


    Every time she watched it, her fear intensified.


    The face of the woman in the video was her own! Even the faint tear mole at the corner of the eye was in the exact same spot!


    What on earth was going on?


    Qiao Ruoxin exited the yback page and, without hesitation, permanently deleted the video!


    She never wanted to see that video again!


    Then, she went to the window and threw the USB drive into the garden.


    With a grave expression, Qiao Ruoxin made a phone call to her mother, which was quickly answered.


    “Xinxin?”


    “Are you home? I have something to ask you.”


    “Mom is home,e over.” The voice of Qiao’s mother on the other end was full of surprise.


    “Okay, I’ll be there soon.”


    After hanging up, Qiao Ruoxin fell silent for a moment. Could it be that she had a twin sister?


    Otherwise, how could that identical face be exined?


    The face wasn’t simr, it was identical!


    Qiao Ruoxin changed into a different outfit in her bedroom, then drove to her mother’s vi.


    Forty minutester, she arrived at the viplex.


    Qiao Ruoxin walked up to the door and rang the doorbell, and it was her mother who personally answered.


    She walked in with a cool demeanor.


    Did Qiao’s mother see the trouble on her face?


    She sat down on the living room sofa and Qiao’s mother poured her a cup of tea: “Xinxin, what’s the matter? I thought you would never bother with me again. Also, I saw you and Mo Chen go public with your rtionship today.”


    Qiao’s mother was careful with her words, afraid of displeasing her.


    Qiao Ruoxin got straight to the point and asked: “Did you only give birth to me back then?”


    Qiao’s mother was taken aback for several seconds, not understanding the meaning of her words.


    “What do you mean? Mom doesn’t understand what you’re saying.”


    “I mean, do I have any twin sisters or something? Did you lose one?”


    Qiao’s motherughed it off: “How could that be? What are you imagining? Mom only had you, there are no twin sisters.”