?Chapter 283: Chapter 283: Little Ghost, Brother Is Not Paranoid, Just Loves You Too Much Chapter 283: Chapter 283: Little Ghost, Brother Is Not Paranoid, Just Loves You Too Much Qiao’s mother blurted out directly, “So I hope you can let Ruoxin go, let us be a family again. Her biological father has been absent from her life for so many years…”
What Qiao’s mother didn’t expect was for Mo Chen to sneer and say coldly, “What the hell do I care!”
“Mr. Mo…”
“For a father to be absent from her life for so many years and only now remember to y the good dad, don’t you think it’s a bit toote?”
His tone was full of irony and mockery.
Qiao’s mother felt as if she were sitting on pins and needles.
Mo Chen’s voice was as chilling as a cold wind, with a bit that was hurtful, “Ms. Jiang, it’s best not to tell that little brat about those filthy and disgusting things you and your husband did. Not everyone has the shamelessness and strong heart that you do.”
That little brat had always longed for familial affection; if they knew the dirty truth, thest line of psychological defense would probably copse.
Qiao’s mother’s face flushed with humiliation, her elegancepletely gone.
“Mo Chen! How can you speak to an elder like that! Is this the kind of upbringing the Mo Family is proud of!”
He chuckled coldly, slowly stood up, and said in a deep voice, “Have you done what an elder should do? Were you cheating within marriage, or were you pregnant before marriage?”
Unable to bear it any longer, Qiao’s mother rose angrily, her whole body trembling, and without turning her head, she stormed out of the office.
Mo Chen’s expression grew colder, and he furiously smashed the teacup on the carpet in front of him.
So early in the morning and already he had to hear such filthy and vile affairs.
…
At themercial shoot.
Qiao Ruoxin was having her hair done by the stylist.
Her mind was still upied with thoughts of her biological father.
She truly didn’t want to believe that Uncle Lawrence was her biological father, it was too absurd, but all signs seemed to point in that direction.
Then, her phone rang, and she answered, “Hello?”
“Ruoxin, that song you recorded the other day has been processed. Is it being released today?”
Qiao Ruoxin’s eyes instantly lit up, her lips curving up involuntarily. This song was of great significance; it was written for her Brother Mo Chen.
“Yes, release it tonight.”
“Okay, got it.”
After hanging up, she suddenly felt overjoyed; the gift for that bastard was finally ready.
She was somewhat looking forward to Mo Chen’s reaction to the song tonight.
Lost in thought, she couldn’t help butugh out loud.
Song Yingying, who was next to her, looked at her with an expression like she was watching an idiot, “What are youughing about?”
“Nothing much, just remembered something funny.”
…
Soon, night fell.
After finishing a variety show, Qiao Ruoxin went straight back to Jiang Mansion No.1.
But to her disappointment, Mo Chen was not home.
After taking a bath, she changed into a camisole nightgown and went out onto the terrace alone, dialing that bastard’s number.
The phone rang for a long time without an answer and when it finally connected, it was Xiaowu who answered.
“Xiaowu, where’s Mo Chen?”
“Mr. Mo is still at dinner; probably will take another half hour to get back.”
“Alright, tell him to drink less.”
After hanging up the phone, she stood up bored, looking down at the garden scenery below.
Eight in the evening.
Hengzhong Film Company directly released Qiao Ruoxin’s new single “His Obsession”. It went viral as soon as it was online, topping the download charts immediately.
The fans had always thought this song was written for Mr. Mo.
[Tsk tsk… That pungent smell of romance, I’m crying with envy. I want to fall in love too! So sweet aaaah!]
[This lyric is tailor-made for Mr. Mo, it sounds so good. Qiao sister sings beautifully; it seems like Qiao sister’s love for Mr. Mo is all written in the song.]
[I have a feeling this song will be a hit. Who wouldn’t want an obsessive him like this! Crazy for it!]
[Mr. Mo, Qiao sister, you guys have to be together forever! I’ll pray for you! I want to see you get married and have babies!]
[Holy shit! Everyone listen up! I won’t allow anyone else to have not heard this song!]
[I’m totally addicted, I’ve been looping this single track. I didn’t expect both the lyrics andposition to be by Qiao Ruoxin. This girl is actually quite talented.]
[Book it for the year-end music awards ceremonies! Definitely the song of the year!]
[After reading the lyrics of this song, I think I understand Mo Chen’s character. He’s a hundred percent an obsessive!]
[If the lyrics are really about Mr. Mo, then that’s some scary level of obsession, but it feels just like the lyrics say: suffocating yet sweet.]
…
It was after ten at night when she, on the terrace scrolling through Weiboments, heard a car enter the garage.
Qiao Ruoxin quickly stood up and returned to her bedroom, got everything ready, and even took out her earphones, just waiting for Mo Chen toe up.
But she waited… and waited…
After nearly half an hour, that damned man still hadn’te upstairs.
Hmm?
What was he doing?
She took her phone and earphones and went downstairs, where it was pitch-dark, illuminated only by the dim moonlight streaming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
By the moonlight, she saw the man leaning on the sofa, apparently resting his eyes, exhaustion written all over his handsome face.
The man had the top two buttons of his shirt undone, his tie loose, and his brows furrowed.
Qiao Ruoxin’s lips curved upwards slightly as she tiptoed to the sofa and gently ced the earphones on the man’s head.
The next second.
Mo Chen suddenly opened his dark eyes, and the first thing that came into his sight was that delicate and pretty little face, and his vignce dissipated.
His long fingers reached to remove the earphones, but Little Ghost lightly tapped on her phone.
The intro to a song started ying in the earphones, stopping his fingers in their tracks.
Using the moonlight to look at Qiao Ruoxin’s lovely face, he heard the sweet and soft singing in his ears.
Mo Chen frowned slightly because it was Little Ghost’s voice.
…
From the first nce, it could only ever be him
His possessiveness rages fiercely, making me feel suffocated yet sweet
Maybe I’ve already been immersed in it, I voluntarily surrender to him
…
These lines of the song had left the deepest impression on Mo Chen.
His eyes deep, he took off the earphones and pulled Qiao Ruoxin into his embrace.
With Qiao Ruoxin sitting on the man’sp, she smiled at him, “Mo Chen brother, this is a gift for you. Do you like it?”
The man’s deep voice, tinged with post-drinking sensuality, “Written for me?”
“Mm, written for you.”
Mo Chen let out a lowugh, his long fingers caressing her cheek tenderly, tenderly pressing his forehead to hers, “Are you sure this is meant to surprise me? The lyrics made your brother out to be such a freak…”
“This is called artistic license…”
The man chuckled slowly, hisughter deep and joyful, “When did you start writing this song? Howe I didn’t know?”
“It’s a gift, of course it has to be prepared without your knowledge, otherwise where’s the surprise?”
“What’s the song called?”
“‘His Obsession’
Mo Chen’s expression darkened slightly, and he kissed her lips hard, his voice hoarse, “Little Ghost, brother isn’t obsessed, just too in love with you…”
Her heart quivered.
Her gaze flickered, a sweet smile appearing on her lips.
“Mo Chen brother, that counts as sweet nothings.”
The man frowned slightly, “That counts as sweet nothings?”
“Mm.”
The man scoffed, “It seems it’s not that hard after all.”