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Chapter 336 - 336 336 Only a dog would go to find you

    ?Chapter 336: Chapter 336: Only a dog would go to find you!   Chapter 336: Chapter 336: Only a dog would go to find you!                                   Advertising shoot on location.


    Qiao Ruoxin sat in the makeup room, staring unhappily at her reflection in the mirror.


    The makeup artist was having a hard time applying foundation because she had ambiguous kiss marks all over her body, and the dress she was wearing today showed a lot of skin.


    Her skin was white as snow, making the kiss marks even more distinct.


    That damned man did it on purpose to annoy her!


    Wasn’t he acting all natural when he slept with her while drunkst night?


    Damn!


    Qiao Ruoxin felt like she was really about to explode!


    The makeup artist, seeing her coldplexion, carefully covered the kiss marks on her body with foundation bit by bit.


    Suddenly, her phone rang.


    She picked up the phone and couldn’t help but sneer when she saw it was Mo Chen calling.


    Qiao Ruoxin answered the phone and put it to her ear, her tone hostile, “What do you want?”


    “Little Ghost, did youe to see mest night?”


    She tly denied, “No! Only a dog would go see you!”


    “…”


    “Anything else? I’m busy.”


    “Are you angry?”


    Qiao Ruoxinughed, “Can’t I be angry?”


    “Come find me after you’re done, okay?”


    “I won’t! Don’t you like staying in your office? Just stay there!”


    After saying that, she hung up the phone.


    She wanted to see what kind of game Mo Chen was ying, putting off touching her for so long, only to reveal his true colors after a drink.


    Was Mo Chen intentionally retaliating, making her also experience the feeling of being dumped?


    …


    Meanwhile——


    Inside the office at Hengzhong Group.


    The man looked at the phone that had been hung up on him, his expression dark.


    This Little Ghost has such a temper? Because he didn’te homest night?


    Mo Chen picked up the phone and dialed Xiaowu’s number, his voice grave, “Go to the United States and invite Daisy over.”


    “Boss, are you going to undergo hypnotherapy again? You had quite a strong adverse reactionst time.”


    “Enough talk!”


    “Yes! I’m on it!”


    …


    In the evening, after the advertising shoot was over.


    Qiao Ruoxin walked out wrapped in a trench coat, ready to get into the nanny van, but her assistant poked her arm.


    “Ruoxin, look over there.”


    She turned her head and saw a ck Lamborghini, with Mo Chen leaning casually against the front hood, seemingly having waited for a long time.


    She nced at her assistant, “Wait for me.”


    Qiao Ruoxin walked up to the man, her expression cold, “I can just take the nanny van back.”


    The man slowly stood up straight, stepped closer to her by two steps, his tall figure overshadowing her.


    Tonight, he also coincidentally wore a ck trench coat, matched with a white shirt and ck tie, a gentlemanly style that made his temperament seem somewhat refined.


    That damned man was just born to be a clothes hanger, looking good in anything he wore.


    “No need, I’ll pick you up and take you to dinner.”


    “I’m not eating, I’m on a diet.”


    Having said that, Qiao Ruoxin turned to leave, but Mo Chen grabbed her slender wrist.


    She had no strong reaction, as expected.


    Mo Chen pulled her into his arms, patiently coaxing her, “You must be hungry, let’s go have dinner, shall we?”


    The man opened the car door, ushered her into the passenger seat, and bent down to fasten her seatbelt before closing the door.


    He went back to the driver’s seat and drove off slowly.


    “What would you like to eat?”


    “Whatever.”


    Qiao Ruoxin looked out the window, her attitude remaining cold, and the atmosphere in the car was extremely tense.


    Consequently, Mo Chen drove her to a Japanese cuisine restaurant.


    Inside the private room.


    The man poured her a cup of tea and pushed it in front of her, his voice deep, “Drink it.”


    Qiao Ruoxin looked at the man opposite her, the corners of her mouth curving into a cold sneer, “How did you feelst night?”


    Mo Chen furrowed his brows,st night?


    Was this Little Ghost taunting him for noting homest night…


    “Not good.”


    The cold smile on Qiao Ruoxin’s lips instantly froze, her fingers gripping the teacup tightened involuntarily.


    Not good???


    And yet he had squeezed her dry all night long, not letting up until he had made her cry!


    This infuriating man really had a way about him.


    Seeing the anger in her eyes, Mo Chen wondered, had he given the wrong answer?


    The man frowned, “You seem very angry?”


    Qiao Ruoxin picked up her teacup and downed the tea in one gulp, only to spit it out the next second.


    “Ah…it’s so hot!”


    She nearly scalded her tongue off!


    She stuck out her tongue, tears almost falling from her eyes.


    Mo Chen immediately stood up and walked over to her, grasping her chin to examine her tongue, which was red from the burn.


    The man’s frown deepened with displeasure as he looked to the waiter who had juste in, “Bring some ice.”


    The waiter quickly brought over some ice, and the man picked up a piece and ced it in her mouth, “Hold it in your mouth until it melts, then spit it out.”


    The sensation of alternating ice and heat was torturous.


    Qiao Ruoxin obediently held the ice in her mouth and then pushed the man’s body away, gesturing with her eyes for him to sit back down.


    Mo Chen returned to his seat, looking at her with a subdued concern in his dark eyes.


    With a piece of ice in her mouth, it was really inconvenient to speak. She red at the man across from her, her eyes brimming with dissatisfaction.


    Yet the man just chuckled, “It was you who scalded yourself. Why are you ring at me?”


    Hmph…


    This Little Ghost is really cute.


    With the ice still in her mouth, Qiao Ruoxin mumbled indistinctly, “You’re the one who made me angry!”


    Mo Chen picked up the menu and ordered many of her favorite dishes, then handed it over to the waiter.


    After a while, Qiao Ruoxin got up to go to the restroom to spit out the icy water and felt much better, though her tongue was nearly numb from the cold.


    When she returned to her seat, the dishes were all served.


    She picked up her chopsticks and ced a piece of sushi into her mouth, not forgetting to re at the dreadful man again.


    Mo Chen watched her with a hint of amusement, “Stop ring, I know your eyes are big.”


    “I’m ring at you!”


    Mo Chen picked up a piece of grilled eel for her and chuckled softly, “Fine.”


    Throughout the whole process, Mo Chen hardly ate a few bites, spending most of the time watching her eat, asionally on the receiving end of her re.


    After finishing the meal, Qiao Ruoxin picked up a wet wipe to clean the corners of her mouth and tossed it into the nearby trash can.


    Mo Chen: “Does it still hurt?”


    “It doesn’t hurt anymore! Let’s go home!”


    The man stood up and followed behind her, watching her delicate and petite figure, the corner of his mouth lifted in a smile.


    Actually, he quite enjoyed seeing Qiao Ruoxin angry; she always seemed so vibrant and lively.


    That’s why he had indulged her and let her develop so many bad habits.


    After getting back into the car.


    All of a sudden, Qiao Ruoxin dered, “I want to stay at a hotel tonight.”


    The atmosphere, which had been rtively harmonious, suddenly turned several degrees colder.


    Mo Chen lifted his gaze, ayer of frost covering his handsome face, “What did you say?”


    “I said I want to stay at a hotel tonight!”


    “No way!” the man retorted sharply, almost instantly following herst word, his voice stern.


    She couldn’t help butugh, “Didn’t you stay outst night too? Why is it okay for you but not for me?”


    Mo Chen gripped her chilly little hand with substantial force and said, “I was wrong, okay?”


    “You want me to forgive you?”


    “Mhm.”


    “Then let’s move up the wedding date!”


    “…”


    The man fell silent again.


    Leaving aside the recent problems with overseas business, he had not even resolved his own mental issues yet. How could he get married?


    And after getting married, not being able to touch her, how would he exin that to her?
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