?Chapter 282: Chapter 282: The softer your heart is towards her, the longer her pain willst   Chapter 282: Chapter 282: The softer your heart is towards her, the longer her pain willst                                   After the kiss ended, Mo Chen pinched her chin, “Didn’t you have something to ask me?”


    “I already asked over the phone, there’s nothing else to inquire about.” Her voice was somewhat hoarse as she breathed slightly heavily.


    The man’s deep voice rose in the darkness, “I had no idea about any arranged childhood betrothal, and I won’t acknowledge it, understand?”


    “Mmm…”


    She did understand Mo Chen, this bastard would have admitted if he had truly known.


    “Still angry?”


    Qiao Ruoxin sighed softly, “Actually, I’m not angry, just inexplicably feeling a bit panicky.”


    There was always an ominous premonition, feeling like the wedding might not proceed smoothly.


    The Mo Family members seemed to not interfere with the wedding on the surface, but she was very clear that Mrs. Mo did not trust her.


    Mo Chen pulled her into his arms, hugging her soft, boneless body, and cooed lowly, “Sleep, it’ste.”


    “Mmm…”


    She had been waiting for Simon to make a move, but so far, there had been no activity from Simon; what was he nning?


    The more she thought about it, the more her head ached.


    Gradually, she fell asleep.


    …


    Meanwhile.


    Simon stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows of the vi, staring at the international long-distance call from the United States on his phone.


    It was a call from his father.


    He quietly remained silent for a few seconds, then answered the call, “Father.”


    A middle-aged man’s voice came from the other end, “How is Ruoxin’s situation being handled?”


    “It’s still being processed; her feelings for Mo Chen seem quite profound.”


    “Simon, you must be decisive with these fleeting romances, or they will only be more troublesome. She’s young and doesn’t understand; don’t you either? If necessary, let her experience setbacks; it will be quicker for her to let go.”


    “Father, don’t you feel sorry for her?”


    The manughed on the phone, “Growth is always apanied by bouts of pain; she will thank meter. I have arranged a better life for her, after all, I am her biological father; no one is more concerned about her future than I am.”


    “I understand,” Simon’s gaze became deeper.


    “How is your Aunt Lan?”


    “Treatment is going smoothly; I’ll bring her back in a couple of months.”


    “Good, Simon, don’t forget the task I’ve given you. If you want to secure your position as the head of the Lawrence Family, you must win over Ruoxin; otherwise, when they find out you’re not my biological son, your fate will be very grim.”


    “…”


    Simon’s brows furrowed; he knew, of course he knew.


    “Your marriage to Ruoxin, we can both get what we need. Remember, you have to act fast; a short pain is better than a long one, the more you are tenderhearted towards her, the longer the pain will linger for her.”


    “Father, I understand.”


    “Mhm, I have a meeting to attend. You should bete at night over there, go get some rest early.”


    After hanging up the phone.


    Simon fell into deep thought.


    To the outside world, he was the sole heir to the Lawrence Family, but in truth, he was just an adopted son.


    And Qiao Ruoxin was actually the biological daughter of the Lawrence Family, a descendant of this noble bloodline that had stood in the West for a century.


    Simon actually didn’t want to be hard on Qiao Ruoxin.


    Two years ago, after Qiao Ruoxin attempted suicide in the bathroom, many psychologists were sought to provide her with psychological counseling.


    At that time, the psychologists diagnosed Qiao Ruoxin with mild depression.


    This genuinely startled him; how could a sunny, energetic girl seemingly have mild depression?


    This was something that probably even Qiao Ruoxin herself did not know.


    But after Simon came to China, he found that Qiao Ruoxin seemed quite normal, and he too breathed a sigh of relief.


    At the railing of the upstairs balcony.


    Qiao’s mother stood there, looking at Simon’s lonely figure below, and sighed.


    She still believed Simon was the most suitable for Qiao Ruoxin.


    But it had been two years, and Qiao Ruoxin still hadn’t shown the slightest bit of affection.


    …


    The following day, in the morning.


    Mo Chen entered the office, followed by Secretary Jiang: “Director Mo, there’s ady who ims herst name is Jiang and her name is Jiang Pen, she says she wants to see you.”


    The man had just sat down in the swivel chair behind his desk when he heard the name and his brows furrowed tightly.


    It was Qiao Ruoxin’s mother.


    Had shee to speak more nonsense?


    “Bring her in, and also, prepare two cups of tea to bring in.”


    “Yes.”


    After Secretary Jiang left, he stood up and walked over to sit down on the sofa in the reception area.


    The office door was pushed open, and Secretary Jiang walked in with Qiao’s mother.


    Throughout the process, Mo Chen did not look back, nor did he rise to politely greet her, treating her as though she were an unimportant client.


    Qiao’s mother didn’t mind, and she sat down opposite the sofa, looking at the young and handsome man across from her.


    And she watched him for quite a while.


    Mo Chen suddenly let out a low chuckle, his tone carrying a hint of disdain, “Why are you looking at me like that?”


    “I’m wondering why Ruoxin likes you so much, perhaps because you have a bit more of a youthful vibe than Simon, allowing a little girl like her to feel the thrill of romance,” said Qiao’s mother, discerning the forceful aura about Mo Chen. Though he appeared calm and indifferent, his dark eyes still betrayed the arrogant pride that was bursting forth.


    Heughed coldly, “To like is to feel, and feeling is the hardest toe by.”


    Qiao’s mother picked up her cup of tea, took a sip, and said with a smile, “I’ve always wondered, with all the choices you have, why are you so stubbornly clinging to my daughter? Do you fancy her because she’s pretty? But surely you can always find someone prettier. As for her temper, she’s been spoiled since she was little, willful and reckless. Is she really worth your persistence?”


    “I’ve also never seen a mother critique her own daughter like this.”


    The smile on Qiao’s mother’s face froze, but it quickly returned to normal: “This is the truth. Can young master Mo answer my question?”


    Mo Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at the woman sitting across from him, and he said in a slow, deep voice, “No reason. If I must say, it’s because I love her.”


    His tone was casual, but it conveyed profound emotions.


    Qiao’s mother was taken aback for a moment.


    He continued, “I n to marry her in two months. At the wedding, it would be best if you appeared, but it doesn’t matter if you don’t. No one can change the decision I’ve made.”


    Qiao’s mother was thoroughly shocked, in two months?


    So soon?


    “Young master Mo, I came here today to tell you something, Ruoxin is not Qiao Zhiyong’s biological daughter.”


    Upon this revtion, there wasplete silence in the office.


    A flicker of surprise quickly passed over Mo Chen’s cold and handsome face.


    “What did you say?”


    Qiao’s mother continued, “They have no blood rtion; Ruoxin was born to me and my current husband.”


    So, it seems… Ruoxin knew this Mr. Lawrence before getting married?


    Mo Chen let out a coldugh, “Ms. Jiang seems to have quite a colorful love life.”


    How could Qiao’s mother not hear the sarcasm in that?


    “So…”


    Mo Chen raised an eyebrow slightly, “So?”