Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free
Chapter 80: All Deep Love Is a Secret (8)

Chapter 80: Chapter 80: All Deep Love Is a Secret (8)

"You’d better not test my patience." Fu Nancheng’s face was gloomy, leaving no room for argument.

"Fine." Qiao Mo let out a self-deprecating laugh. She felt like a piece of meat on the chopping block; she had no right to say no.

For the first time, Qiao Mo understood what it meant to have her life controlled by someone else, not by fate!

Looking down at her incessantly ringing phone, tears pattered onto the screen.

Idiot!

Why must you keep calling!

It’s utterly foolish!

In the end, Qiao Mo still picked up the phone with red eyes, pretending to be cold and detached: "Hello."

"Xiao Mo, where are you? Is something wrong? Please, tell me!"

Qiao Mo bit her lip tightly in silence, fearing she would break down into sobs if she let her guard slip.

"Hello? Xiao Mo, are you listening? Are you sick?" Jiang Jinghao’s anxious voice came through the phone.

"I’m not sick; I’m very clear-headed."

"Xiao Mo, you must be sick. Do you have a fever? You see, it’s clouding your mind." Jiang Jinghao laughed lightly, as if joking, but he couldn’t hide the fear and anxiety in his voice.

"Xiao Mo, speak up, are you listening?"

"I’m listening."

"Where are you? Don’t run around. I’ll come find you right now!"

Qiao Mo clutched her phone tightly and whispered, "Alright, meet me in front of the café on East Cross Street."

After saying that, Qiao Mo decisively hung up, feeling a bit dazed.

Hearing this, the driver wisely steered towards East Cross Street. About forty minutes later, the car gradually entered East Cross Street.

Perhaps because she was far away, by the time Qiao Mo arrived, Jiang Jinghao was already waiting there. He was wearing a brown coat, standing under a street lamp in front of the café, without an umbrella, completely soaked, yet still looking anxiously at the passing pedestrians and cars.

The car came to a slow stop, not far from him.

Qiao Mo’s hands were tightly intertwined, gazing at that silhouette with a fierce heartache, unwilling to get out of the car.

Fu Nancheng’s gaze grew even more severe, turning to look at Qiao Mo, the message clear without words.

Qiao Mo’s hand gripped the car door handle, biting her lip fiercely, unable to resist speaking again, her voice tinged with pleading: "Mr. Fu... can you..."

"Get out, now!" His voice was cold and low, leaving no room for negotiation.

Qiao Mo looked at him with red eyes.

After a moment, she lowered her gaze.

How naïve she was!

To still hope at this moment for this man to suddenly show kindness.

He was nothing but a heartless demon!

With a clenched jaw, she got out of the car and stood firm.

Qiao Mo’s eyes were sore, standing at the car door, looking into the distance at the silly man across the street.

He was still the same as in her memory, but in just a month, she was no longer herself.

"Jing Hao."

Her voice was soft, quickly engulfed by the rain, yet he seemed to sense it, looking up towards her.

Separated by a road, Qiao Mo looked at him through teary eyes.

The two stared at each other silently for a long time, until a few seconds later, she closed the car door and walked towards him.

He also came to his senses, "Xiao Mo! Why didn’t you know to bring an umbrella?"

Jiang Jinghao immediately stepped forward when he saw her standing in the rain, feeling a bit worried, but then realized he had rushed out too quickly, not bringing an umbrella himself.

Immediately, he took off his coat, "Xiao Mo, you’re not well and shouldn’t be in the rain... Look, without me, you can’t take care of yourself."