?Chapter 326: Chapter 326: Alright! As naggy as a woman!   Chapter 326: Chapter 326: Alright! As naggy as a woman!                                   The car slowly came to a stop outside the restaurant.


    Mo Chen nced at Little Ghost in his arms, who hadpletely fallen asleep, and pinched her cheek: “Little Ghost, wake up.”


    She was sleeping soundly and unconsciously frowned as she slowly opened her eyes, ncing outside the car window.


    “How did we get here so quickly…”


    Qiao Ruoxin rubbed her eyes and thenzily left the man’s embrace, opened the car door, and got out.


    As soon as she exited the car, passerby recognized her, screaming out loud, and more and more people gathered around.


    “Ah! It’s Qiao Ruoxin!”


    “Really! It’s Sister Qiao! Is that Mr. Mo? So sweet!”


    “So sweet! Mr. Mo is taking Sister Qiao out for ate-night snack sote at night, tsk tsk… unting their love.”


    Passersby started to take out their phones to take photos and videos.


    Qiao Ruoxin had no choice but to take the man’s arm, smiling at the onlookers and waving her hand, since public image still mattered.


    She looked up at the man’s cold and handsome face and whispered, “Smile, Mo Chen Brother, or else when the video gets online, those gossip ounts will spread rumors saying we’re just pretending!”


    Mo Chen looked down into her bright and sparkling eyes and stiffly smiled just a bit: “Is that okay?”


    He wasn’t an actor and indeed wasn’t good at showing affection in front of a camera.


    Suddenly!


    A voice emerged from the crowd: “Mr. Mo and Sister Qiao, you have to stay together! Always be together and never break up again! We all support you!”


    Qiao Ruoxin was slightly startled, then responded with a sweet smile.


    Mo Chen, however, said coldly: “Thank you.”


    With the bodyguard blocking for them, they finally safely entered the restaurant.


    The man pulled out a chair for her, and as she smoothed her skirt to sit down, the blessings from the strangers made herugh out loud.


    Mo Chen sat across from her and watching her continuousughter, said in a deep voice, “What’s so funny?”


    “You just smiled so stiffly, like you were forced.”


    The man threw her a cold nce: “I’m not an actor.”


    “Alright, then.”


    The waiter came over with the menu, and the man naturally took it to order.


    As long as she was dining out with Mr. Mo, she almost never ordered, because the dishes he chose were all her favorites; he knew her tastes like the back of his hand.


    All she needed was to look at Mr. Mo with admiring eyes.


    Qiao Ruoxin leaned her arms on the table, rested her chin on her hands, and stared at the man opposite her flipping through the menu.


    After Mo Chen finished ordering, he looked up to meet her clear and bright eyes, as if there were stars in them.


    “Why are you staring at me like that?” He picked up the ice water from the table and took a sip.


    She smiled slightly: “Mo Chen Brother, you’ve be even more handsometely.”


    This guy had recently regained his weight to around 70 kilograms and had finally restored the handsome, tall, and impressive Mr. Mo from two years ago—of course, his aura had be even moremanding.


    Mo Chen frowned disapprovingly, staring at her: “Did you get into trouble again?”


    “…” She was speechless, frowning: “Really, straight man cancer. Can’t I just say you look handsome?”


    “Not as handsome as those male stars.” His tone was sour, mocking her.


    Qiao Ruoxin couldn’t help but chuckle, yet her smile was sweet.


    …


    After dinner, they returned to Jiang Mansion No. 1.


    Qiao Ruoxin took a bath first, lying in bed, quietly listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom.


    Nowadays, every night when shey in bed, she felt nervous, looking forward to him touching her, yet frightened he wouldn’t touch her.


    This conflicting and tangled state of mind left her irritated and anxious.


    Qiao Ruoxin felt she was also on the verge of insomnia.


    Suddenly!


    The bathroom door swung open.


    Mo Chen returned to the bed in a ck silk robe and turned off all the lights in the bedroom.


    She distinctly felt the bed sink behind her, and a chilly breath invaded her back, feeling a bit cold.


    Subconsciously, she clutched the quilt in front of her, waiting for the man behind her to make his next move.


    As expected, Mo Chen moved closer to her, holding her soft body, and merely kissed her earlobe gently, whispering, “Sleep.”


    A tinge of disappointment arose in Qiao Ruoxin’s heart.


    Brother Mo Chen seemed to not want to touch her anymore, even if the forey was long and intense, he would not take the final step.


    “Hmm…”


    She responded faintly and then closed her eyes to sleep.


    …


    The next day, early morning.


    Mo Chen was the first to open his eyes, ncing at the Little Ghost still sleeping in his arms.


    He flung off the quilt, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to freshen up before changing into sportswear to go for a morning run outside.


    Half an hourter.


    The man returned to the vi, with Xiaowu still waiting in the living room.


    “Master Mo, the medicinal meal is ready.”


    Mo Chen’s handsome face was dripping with sexy sweat, his brows furrowed in disgust at the thought of that medicinal meal?


    Just thinking about that taste made him feel a surge of nausea and the urge to vomit.


    Xiaowu, seeing his apparent aversion, advised, “Master Mo, hang in there for a week. What if it works? The medical reports say there’s nothing wrong with you physically; it might just be too much mental pressure. These… can only be treated with medicinal meals, and you refuse to see a psychiatrist…”


    Mo Chen snapped, “Enough! You’re as nagging as a woman!”


    He walked toward the dining room with an air of resentment, eyeing the bowl of ck medicinal meal on the table, its smell so foul it made him want to retreat dozens of meters away.


    Mo Chen held his breath, regarding the bowl of medicine that looked like poison, his eyes full of disgust.


    “Master Mo, please drink it, if even just for Miss Qiao,” Xiaowu couldn’t help urging.


    He picked up the disgusting bowl of medicine, his eyes brimming with forbearance, and then drank the Chinese medicine in one go.


    With a ‘ck,’ the porcin bowl was mmed onto the table.


    Mo Chen forcibly suppressed the feeling of nausea and gritted his teeth, “Is this even fit for human consumption!”


    Xiaowu: “Bitter medicine is good for the illness; please bear with it.”


    The next second!


    Mo Chen suddenly turned and strode toward the bathroom in the living room, overwhelmed by the disgusting feeling.


    Xiaowu stood by, sighing, as the sound of running water came from inside.


    But the taste of the medicinal meal was indeed disgusting, and Master Mo, who had been pampered from a young age, had never suffered such an indignity.


    “What’s that smell again, it’s so disgusting…”


    At that moment, Qiao Ruoxin pinched her nose and came downstairs from above, frowning.


    She approached Xiaowu, still pinching her nose, “Turn on the air conditioning and ventte the ce, it’s suffocating. Is it that medicinal meal again?”


    Xiaowu nodded: “Yes.”


    “Really, is that medicinal meal okay for humans to drink with such a disgusting taste? Can it actually nourish one’s health?”


    The bathroom door opened, and Mo Chen came out, water droplets dripping from his handsome facial features; he must have just washed his face.


    Qiao Ruoxin couldn’t help asking, “Brother Mo Chen, are you alright? If not, then don’t drink that medicinal meal. Actually, these health medicinal meals are usually not very useful. It’s better to just adjust your daily routine.”