?Chapter 382: Chapter 382: You Cry and Curse Me as a Scumbag   Chapter 382: Chapter 382: You Cry and Curse Me as a Scumbag                                   Lu Xingxing stood in ce, cursing at the air for who knows how long, with tears and snot running down her face.


    “That’s enough, what’s the point of cursing by yourself here? They’re long gone,” Lu Feifei walked over to her, handing her a tissue.


    Lu Xingxing wiped her tears with the tissue, sobbing grievously, “Sis! I won’t let them off the hook! Even if I can’t have him, that little bitch shouldn’t think she can have him either! What does she have anyway? What’s so good about her? The Mo Family must be out of their minds to consider someone without any family background! Letting Mo Chen do whatever he wants! They’ll regret itter! In the world of the rich and powerful, it’s all about marrying equals! How could they let Mo Chen be so reckless!”


    “That’s because Uncle Mo has worked hard enough, the Mo Family no longer needs to marry for business, and no one can help them now. Hengzhong Group is practically a monopoly in the domestic market,” Lu Feifei retorted.


    Lu Xingxing roared with rage, “I don’t care! I will definitely not let their wedding go smoothly! It’s killing me! Ahhhhh!”


    Lu Xingxing, consumed with anger, stamped her feet and screamed shrilly, teetering on the brink of madness.


    …


    Inside the car.


    Once Mo Chen returned to the car, Qiao Ruoxin was already asleep, leaning against the window.


    He rested Little Ghost’s head on his shoulder and wrapped his arm around her slender waist.


    It was now clear why she had been so lethargic and sleepytely; it turned out to be because of the pregnancy.


    A tender veil softened the handsome features of the man, in striking contrast to his demeanor back at the Lu Family’s.


    “Drive slowly, don’t wake her up,” he instructed.


    The driver nodded, “Yes.”


    The car drove slowly on the road, heading towards the Mo Family Estate.


    After some time, Qiao Ruoxin’s head slipped from the man’s shoulder, causing her to suddenly open her eyes.


    She rubbed her eyes and looked at the man beside her, straightening up, her voice tender andzy, “How long have I slept?”


    The man caressed her cheek, “Not very long.”


    Qiao Ruoxin yawned and leaned back on the man’s shoulder, her expressionzy, “I was wondering why I’ve be sozytely, always wanting to sleep. It turns out it’s all your fault.”


    “Me?” he furrowed his brow slightly.


    She lifted her head to look at the man’s chin, her slender finger touching his Adam’s apple, “Mhm, isn’t this child yours? Of course, it’s your fault, you got me pregnant, making it so that I can’t wake up.”


    Mo Chen let out a pleased chuckle, enfolding her slender waist, “Little Ghost, are you now willing to get pregnant for me?”


    “It’s already happened, why are you asking this?” she replied, a bit incredulously.


    The man gazed into her eyes, the streetlights casting alternating shadows across his handsome face, and said solemnly, “Was it voluntary?”


    Unable to contain her amusement, Qiao Ruoxin burst intoughter, “Of course, it was!”


    Mo Chen’s lips curved into a smile as he pulled her into his embrace, resting his chin on her slender shoulder, his voice sensuously coiling, “Little Ghost, thank you for being so young and willing to get pregnant for me.”


    Perhaps, deep down, Little Ghost did hold some affection for him.


    A woman probably wouldn’t want to have a child for a man she didn’t love.


    After all, Little Ghost was only 21 years old.


    Qiao Ruoxin revealed a sweet smile, leaning on the man’s shoulder, wrapping her arms around his body.


    “Mo Chen brother, am I very touching, getting pregnant for you at such a young age?”


    “A little.”


    “Then promise me one thing,” she requested.


    Mo Chen raised an eyebrow, loosening his hold of her, “What is it?”


    “My agent got me a spot to sing at the Mid-Autumn Festival g. Just one song, three minutes, no risk whatsoever…”


    Before she could finish, the man objected sternly, “No way!”


    “A bad, no dancing—just like going out for fun, can’t I? If I just follow you to work every day with no hobbies or personal interests of my own, wouldn’t I die of boredom?”


    Mo Chen looked at her pitiful, pleading little expression, and his heart softened as well. Perhaps he shouldn’t stifle the dreams of this Little Ghost.


    “Please, Mo Chen, brother?” Her small hand grasped the man’s jaw, waiting for a response.


    The man finally answered, “I’ll go with you, I must be there on-site.”


    “Okay!”


    She agreed without hesitation, her happyughter ringing out.


    She hugged the man’s body again, her voice bing more animated, “I knew you were the best to me!”


    “Little Ghost, follow me, and you won’t regret it.”


    “Mhmm, I know, brother Mo Chen is a good man.”


    He, however, chuckled, “Half an hour ago, there was a woman yelling at me, calling me a scumbag.”


    Qiao Ruoxin pushed away from his embrace, her little face full of displeasure, “Who?”


    Then she realized, “Lu Xingxing? She called you a scumbag?”


    “Mhmm.”


    She couldn’t help butugh out loud, “But you’re not scummy to me at all.”


    It’s like one man’s meat is another man’s poison.


    “You’ve called me a scumbag too.” There seemed to be a trace of grievance in the man’s deep voice.


    ????


    Qiao Ruoxin looked puzzled, “Have I? When did I call you a scumbag? I don’t remember.”


    She truly didn’t remember, even after thinking it over carefully, she couldn’t recall such a time.


    Mo Chen’s slender fingers held her chin, and he gently bumped her forehead with his, tender and doting.


    “Don’t you remember what I did that morning? You were crying and calling me a scumbag.”


    This Little Ghost really didn’t hold grudges; in just a few days, she had already forgotten about his misdeeds that morning.


    “…”


    Qiao Ruoxin huffed, “If you hadn’t mentioned it, I would have forgotten. You were indeed like a scumbag that morning! A super huge scumbag!”


    “…” Why did he have to bring this up???


    She shook off the man’s hand, “If you dare to treat me like you did that morning, I promise I’ll make your child call someone else daddy!”


    Mo Chen’s face darkened, and he said in a deep voice, “I wouldn’t dare again.”


    After three seconds, he added, “At least not for ten months.”


    Qiao Ruoxin took a moment to realize, then lifted her proud chin, “Serves you right! Who made me pregnant! Deal with it yourself!”


    The man’s lips curled into an ambiguous smile, he moved close to her cheek, and gently kissed every inch of her skin, whispering softly, “How do you want me to deal with it?”


    “I don’t care; a man has plenty of ways.”


    She dodged the man’s sultry cheek kisses.


    Mo Chen’s voice was hoarse, “Really? Such as?”


    The more she dodged, the more brazen his kisses became, leaving her nowhere to hide.


    “What about your special service? It coulde in handy now.”


    “Dream on! Those are moves I use only when I’ve made you mad.”


    Qiao Ruoxin pushed the man away, preventing him from continuing his misdeeds because the car had already slowly entered the Mo Family Estate.


    Mo Chen leaned to one side, no longer approaching her, but his eyes stayed on her, slowly moving to her t abdomen with the corners of his mouth hooking up.