?Chapter 391: Chapter 391: You two will have the engagement ceremony at the end of the month Chapter 391: Chapter 391: You two will have the engagement ceremony at the end of the month Mrs. Mo: “Your father and I have discussed it, and you two will hold an engagement ceremony at the end of the month. The wedding date is set for one and a half monthster, and we are still selecting the specific day.”
“I have no objections,” Mo Chen said indifferently before taking Qiao Ruoxin’s hand and leading her away.
Qiao Ruoxin shed an embarrassed smile. “I have no objections either. You and Uncle Mo can decide on that. Thank you, you two have worked hard.”
Before she could finish, the rascal beside her had straightened her head, making her look forward and walk properly.
…
Inside the bedroom.
After returning to the bedroom, Qiao Ruoxin finally burst intoughter, unable to stop herself.
She had wanted tough since the moment she saw Uncle Mo kneel down, and she had been holding it in to the point of almost hurting herself inside.
“?”
Mo Chen frowned slightly as he watched her.
Sitting on the bed and looking at the man’s handsome face, sheughed and said, “Brother Mo Chen, if you make me angry in the future, will you also use the trick of kneeling like Uncle Mo did?”
“…”
The man’s face darkened a bit as he said in a deep voice, “Why should I learn from him?”
There was a clear disdain in his dark eyes.
“Are you disdainful of your father?”
Mo Chen: “Mhm.”
Qiao Ruoxin widened her eyes in surprise. “You even ‘mhm’! I think Uncle Mo is quite nice, pampering his woman so much.”
But she really couldn’t imagine what it would be like for the irascible Old Master Mo to kneel to her. Just thinking about it seemed… terrifying.
Mo Chen’s long, distinct fingers gripped her chin,”Little Ghost, do you also want me to kneel for you?”
“That depends on what you do wrong. If it’s cheating or betrayal, even kneeling would be useless.”
The man scoffed, holding her chin, he lowered his head and fiercely kissed her lips, his voice dropping, “That’s what I should be saying to you!”
“…”
Mo Chen released her chin and turned to walk toward the bathroom.
Qiao Ruoxin stared at the bathroom door and muttered discontentedly under her breath, “Rascal.”
After a while, the man came out of the bathroom after his shower, looking at her, “Let’s go, I’ll help you bathe.”
She couldn’t help but cross her arms over her chest, “Why do you always want to help me bathe?”
Mo Chen picked her up sideways, “Less nonsense!”
“Brother Mo Chen, where’s your gentleness? Has it been eaten by a dog? But you said you would temper your anger.”
“…”
Watching a flicker of embarrassment pass over the rascal’s handsome features, the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but curl up.
She had anticipated this all along. Could such a temperament change just because one said it would?
Inside the bathroom.
Standing beside the bathtub, ever since she got pregnant, Mo Chen wouldn’t allow her to take showers anymore, only baths in the tub.
The man looked serious as he undid the buttons on her clothes. Why did this action look so seductive?
Even though she was pregnant now, this rascal really couldn’t do anything.
Mo Chen peeled her bare, then shey in the tub to prepare for a soak.
“Can you not stare at me like that? It makes me ufortable,” she said.
She tried several times to avoid the man’s naked gaze, but she couldn’t escape it; his eyes followed her like a shadow.
The man raised an eyebrow, “What’s making you ufortable?”
“Usually, you only undress me when we’re going to do that thing, and you’re so rough. Now you’re undressing me just for the sake of it, and it’s really…”
“Qiao Ruoxin, I’ve taken off your clothes but haven’t done anything to you. Are you disappointed?”
“…”
She was speechless; this jerk’s readingprehension was truly perfect!
A ssic case of straight male cancer.
She didn’t speak again, and Mo Chen also quickened his pace, washing her swiftly before wrapping her in a bath towel and lifting her out of the tub.
The man meticulously wiped her body dry and then offered her a choice of several nightgowns: “Which one do you want to wear?”
“The white one, please.”
Mo Chen helped her into the nightgown, then carried her back to the bedroom andid her on the soft, spacious bed.
“You’re not being so nice to me just because of these two little babies, are you?”
The man paused for a moment, then looked up at her: “Was I not good to you before?”
Qiao Ruoxin leaned against the bed, speaking indifferently, “Are you talking about two years ago?”
Mo Chen looked at her intently, waiting for her to continue.
Instead, she said, “It was quite nice too, you’ve always been good to me. But at the beginning when we got together, I felt like I was more a pet to you.”
Back then, the young Master Mo was arrogant and dismissive of others.
Qiao Ruoxin even felt that Mo Chen didn’t care whether she loved him or not; his love for her was sufficient.
Then two yearster, she went back to China, only to find that Master Mo had started to care whether she loved him, minding the depth of her love.
Mo Chen alsoy on the bed, pulling her into his arms, his voice hoarse: “Little Ghost, I didn’t treat you as a pet. It was just that back then it was my first time trying to love, and I thought that was love.”
She nestled against the man’s chest, her fingers tracing the cor of his robe.
After two years apart, both she and Master Mo had matured a lot and hade to a new understanding of love.
…
Meanwhile.
Across the ocean, in the United States, New York.
Early morning, in the dining room.
Simon and Qiao’s mother sat opposite each other, both looking utterly lifeless, devoid of any vitality.
At that moment, a stream of footsteps approached from outside the restaurant. A seemingly gentle and cultured middle-aged man entered, wearing a pair of sses with silver rims.
He was the current patriarch of the Lawrence Family.
Lawrence took his seat at the head of the table: “Why isn’t anyone eating?”
Qiao’s mother: “I have no appetite. Did you hear the news from China? They say Ruoxin is going to have her engagement ceremony with Young Master Mo at the end of the month.”
Simon gripped his fork a bit harder, nearly bending it.
Lawrence scoffed: “I was just about to discuss this with you. Things here are almost settled, and it’s time we took care of our daughter.”
Qiao’s mother looked surprised: “You’re going to China?”
“How would it look if the parents don’t show up for their own daughter’s engagement ceremony?” Lawrence said with equanimity.
“You agree to Ruoxin staying in China?” Qiao’s mother was still struggling to grasp the situation. When had Lawrence changed his mind?
Lawrence: “I’m going to give my darling daughter a generous gift so she recognizes the dangers of the human world, to lead her to give up the idea ande back obediently to inherit the family fortune.”
Lawrence then nced at Simon: “You stay here and take care of things. I don’t want anyone else meddling with the family affairs. Wait until I bring Ruoxin back.”
Qiao’s mother was faintly worried: “Are you nning to reveal her identity? I’m afraid she won’t be able to handle the shock.”
Lawrence looked disdainful: “Being the daughter of the Lawrence Family is the greatest honor of her life. Since she is my daughter, she has an obligation to fulfill her duties.”
“Father, I want to go too,” Simon suddenly said.
Lawrence, however, scoffed: “What’s the point of going as a loser to Mo Chen?”
Simon remained silent, a trace of endurance showing on his gentle face.
Qiao’s mother couldn’t help but speak up: “Don’t me Simon. The Mo Family is not so easy to deal with, and Ruoxin is stubborn.”