The Billionaire’s Brokenhearted Deal
Chapter 271 - 271 271 Am I Not Fit to be Seen Why Have a

Chapter 271: Chapter 271: Am I Not Fit to be Seen? Why Have a Secret Marriage? Chapter 271: Chapter 271: Am I Not Fit to be Seen? Why Have a Secret Marriage? Mo Family Estate, dining room.

Mo Tian was having breakfast with Mrs. Mo.

At that moment, the butler walked into the dining room, “Sir, Madam, Master Mo has returned.”

Mo Chen entered the dining room, and with a low voice, he started, “Dad, Mom.”

“Have you had breakfast?” Mrs. Mo asked.

He pulled out a chair and sat opposite at the long dining table.

Mo Tian was somewhat displeased, “Why are you sitting so far away? Come sit next to me.”

“…”

Thus, Mo Chen got up and moved a few seats to sit beside his father.

Mo Tian examined his son and nodded in approval, “Hmm, not bad. Your mom said you’ve been looking refreshed lately, and it seems to be true. When you’re in good spirits, your complexion will look better.”

His mouth curved into a faint arc, and suddenly, he said in a deep voice, “I’ve decided to get married.”

As these words were spoken, the dining room fell into silence.

This deathly silence made Mo Chen frown slightly as he looked at his father and mother, “Do you have any objections?”

Mo Tian laughed, “I have no objections. I didn’t expect you, kid, to finally come to your senses. When I was your age, you were already one year old!”

As his words ended, Mrs. Mo displeasedly slapped Mo Tian’s hand, then turned to look at her son.

“Mo Chen, are you sure you want to get married? Have you taken care of the matter with Qiao Ruoxin’s parents?”

A faint shadow instantly crossed Mo Chen’s handsome features, and his tone became somewhat irritable, “As long as Qiao Ruoxin agrees, it’s fine.”

Mrs. Mo smiled unhurriedly, “Son, getting married isn’t so simple.”

“How complicated can it be?”

“Do you plan to have a secret marriage with Qiao Ruoxin?”

Mo Chen’s face turned extremely sour, and he said coldly, “Am I not fit to be seen? Why would I need a secret marriage?”

Mrs. Mo, “Well then, let me ask you. Our Mo Family is considered a prominent and respectable household. When you hold your wedding, celebrities from all walks of life will attend; friends from both domestic and international circles will be many. If Qiao Family’s parents don’t attend, who will put Qiao Ruoxin’s hand in yours? Everyone will ask why the bride’s parents don’t appear. Even if you don’t care, what about Qiao Ruoxin? She’s still in the entertainment industry, and at that time, there won’t be a shortage of online public opinion. Entertainment headlines will dredge up her family background to no end, and by then, we won’t be able to control it. After all, your wedding is going to be world-focused, and news agencies from various countries will report on it.”

Mrs. Mo’s long speech caused Mo Chen to fall into deep thought.

His face was expressionless, his handsome visage tight, and he pursed his lips firmly.

Mrs. Mo then gently patted her son’s shoulder and sighed, “You can get married, just make sure everything is handled properly.”

Mo Chen, with a cold face, slowly stood up and turned to leave the dining room.

Mo Tian watched the indifferent back of his son and then turned to his wife, “What are you doing pressing him with such burdens, when our son has finally considered marriage?”

“What do you know? I’m making him face reality. He’s been spoiled by you since he was little, getting everything he ever asked for, almost believing the world revolves around him.”

Mrs. Mo glared at Mo Tian, highly dissatisfied with his attitude.

Mo Tian broke into a string of laughter, “Could I not spoil my son? He’s my only child.”

“You even have the nerve to say that? You’ve never been serious. Do you know the first word your son learned to say?”

“What?”

“‘Boss’! All thanks to your great example!” Mrs. Mo said, her face full of disdain.

Mo Tian burst into uncontrollable laughter, “There’s no need for a DNA test, he’s definitely my own.”

…

In the car.

Mo Chen was driving to the company when he suddenly felt a splitting headache.

Ever since that car accident two years ago, he would get headaches whenever he overused his brain.

He slowly pulled the car over to the side of the road and stopped, feeling somewhat irritable.

He lit a cigarette and held it between his thin lips, then took out his mobile phone and dialed Little Ghost’s number.

The call connected quickly, and Qiao Ruoxin’s soft, sweet voice came through, “Mo Chen, big brother!”

“What are you doing?”

“I’m shooting an advertisement for the LK series of products by Hengzhong Group.”

The man exhaled a puff of smoke, the cloud of smoke swirling around and blurring his handsome features.

“Little Ghost, my head hurts a bit,” his low, hoarse voice sounded as if he were seeking comfort from Qiao Ruoxin.

“Shall I give you a massage?”

He laughed involuntarily, “How can you massage me when you’re not here?”

“I can owe you one, and I’ll massage you when I come back tonight.”

On Mo Chen’s somewhat dispirited handsome face, a touch of tenderness finally appeared, “Okay, I’ll wait for you tonight.”

From the other end of the phone, Qiao Ruoxin’s light laughter was heard, “So, does it still hurt now?”

“It’s better.”

“Then I’ll see you tonight, Mo Chen, big brother, I have to get busy now.”

“Mmh…”

After hanging up the phone, he looked at the wallpaper on his mobile phone, a picture of Qiao Ruoxin’s serene sleeping face.

His slender fingers traced back and forth over the sleeping face of Little Ghost, her thick, curled eyelashes, her slightly furrowed brow, not knowing what dreams she was having.

…

An hour later.

Hengzhong Group, executive conference room.

It was a rare visit from Mo Tian, and inevitably there were various decisions he had to personally make, thus he was in meetings all day long.

Mo Chen took the documents and entered the conference room, taking a seat off to the side.

Mo Tian glanced at his son, “You left earlier than I did, how come you just arrived at the company now?”

The man looked up indifferently and said in a deep voice, “Oh, I had some private matters to handle.”

Taking advantage of the fact that not everyone had arrived in the conference room yet, Mo Tian lowered his voice and said to Mo Chen, “Son, it’s no big deal if you want to get married, dad will support you. The issues your mom talked about aren’t problems at all, at worst, I can get a few respected figures to temporarily replace the bride’s parents, no one would dare delve into it anyway.”

Even if Mo Chen were said to marry the daughter of a foreign president, no one would dare to question it, after all, the stature of the Mo Family was there.

Mo Chen looked deeply at his father, “Dad, do you like her?”

Mo Tian leaned back, his demeanor suddenly becoming serious, “To be honest, it doesn’t matter to dad who you marry, but I have just one requirement, your woman must not meddle in the company’s affairs, and she can’t continue in the entertainment industry either.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“Dad only hopes you can stay in good shape, you still have a lot of things to do. I expect you to oversee the research institutes I plan to establish in the United States, don’t drop the ball at the critical moment. As for the matter of women, you pick whoever you think can make you happy.”

Mo Tian was mainly considering the long term; as the sole heir to the Mo Family, Mo Chen had to maintain a good state.

As for which woman to choose, that was a minor issue to Mo Tian, since the Mo Family didn’t need to form marital alliances to maintain its prosperity.

Finally, a slight relaxation appeared on Mo Chen’s shadowed handsome face, his lips curling into a hint of a smile.