The Billionaire’s Brokenhearted Deal
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Chapter 296: Chapter 296: Brother Mo Chen, Are You Coming Back to the Room to Sleep Tonight? Chapter 296: Chapter 296: Brother Mo Chen, Are You Coming Back to the Room to Sleep Tonight? Qinxian Garden, inside the private room.

Mo Chen sat opposite at the dining table, flipping through the menu page by page.

She had always been cautiously observing the man’s expression.

She wondered what Mo Chen had talked about with the psychologist and whether he felt better now.

“What do you want to eat?”

Qiao Ruoxin’s drifting thoughts were pulled back to reality by the man’s deep voice.

“Ah? Oh… I’m not picky, you choose for me.”

“Hmm.”

Mo Chen responded indifferently and then ordered dishes with a server.

After the server took the menu and left, the private room fell back into awkward silence.

Qiao Ruoxin tried to speak several times but didn’t know what to say.

Seeing through her thoughts, Mo Chen said gravely, “I’m fine, don’t worry, okay?”

“Really?”

“Perhaps I just haven’t come to terms with everything yet. Give me some time, I will be okay,” the man said seriously, his expression solemn which added a repressive atmosphere to the private room.

In a soft voice, Qiao Ruoxin said, “Mo Chen Brother, the woman in the video is definitely not me!”

“Hmm, I’ve already had someone work on restoring the video.”

But the thought of having been deceived by Lin Xi for two whole years filled him with the urge to kill the woman!

So, two years ago, when he was trapped in the woods for two days and nights, close to death, Lin Xi’s sudden appearance wasn’t coincidental, it was deliberate.

Heh…

The mastermind behind all this must be that Simon, he guessed.

Apart from that piece of trash, he couldn’t think of anyone else with the leisure to weave such a meticulous trap.

During this lunch, Qiao Ruoxin had no appetite at all, it was like chewing wax, she couldn’t even remember what she had eaten.

Mo Chen also just ate a few bites and kept staring at her.

“Little Ghost.”

“Ah?”

She thought Mo Chen was about to say something important, her heart pounding and inexplicably nervous.

Unexpectedly, the man only said in a nonchalant way, “The wedding will proceed as planned.”

She was stunned for a full minute, then let out a light laugh, “Okay!”

…

After leaving Qinxian Garden, Mo Chen went to the company, and she was taken back to Lu Family Number One.

Because of her injury, she didn’t dare to attend any events. If the media photographed her, there would be a whole bunch of gossip news claiming she attempted suicide for love.

She sat on the swing in the garden, swaying slowly, her mind elsewhere.

For some reason, she felt Mo Chen was too calm, eerily calm.

Given Mo Chen’s volatile temper, how could he be so uncharacteristically serene?

She lifted her head to look at the azure sky and couldn’t help but sigh…

…

Soon, night fell.

She personally cooked a table of dishes and sat in the dining room, patiently waiting for Mo Chen to come home.

Finally, at eight o’clock, there were low footsteps outside the dining room.

Qiao Ruoxin’s dim gaze suddenly lit up; she stood up sharply and turned around, “Mo Chen Brother!”

She collided with the man’s gloomy and tired eyes; he just responded faintly, “Hmm.”

Mo Chen’s suit jacket was in his hand, two buttons of his shirt undone, his tie hanging loosely, and his handsome face carried a trace of irritation.

He pulled out a chair and sat down, glancing at the table of food and frowning slightly, “Didn’t I tell you to rest well? Who let you cook?”

There was a bit of reproach and displeasure in his tone.

Qiao Ruoxin smiled gently, “It’s fine; I saw you didn’t eat much at noon.”

The man’s brows remained furrowed as he spoke in a deep voice, “You’re not allowed to mess around these next few days, understand?”

“Mm-hmm, got it, let’s eat now!”

She served him a lot of food onto his plate, hoping that he would eat more.

Mo Chen had been in bad shape these past two days, looking haggard and as if enveloped by the darkness of hell itself, his disposition exceptionally irritable.

Testing the waters, she asked, “Brother Mo Chen, will you come back to sleep in the room tonight?”

The hand he used to pick up his chopsticks paused, and after three seconds of silence, he said, “I’m a bit busy these days, you sleep on your own.”

At this moment, Qiao Ruoxin felt particularly frustrated.

Usually, he couldn’t fall asleep without holding her, but now he was quietly distancing himself, preferring to stay in the study overnight rather than return to the bedroom to sleep.

And he was sleepless in the study as well, unable to catch a wink of sleep!

After dinner, Mo Chen took a shower and then went straight to the study, locking the door behind him.

After her bath, Qiao Ruoxin stood alone on the balcony, lost in thought.

What was he doing in the study? Smoking, perhaps? That must be it…

As far as she knew, Mr. Mo only chain-smoked when he was extremely agitated.

Meanwhile—

In the study.

As expected, Mo Chen sat in his chair by the desk, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his gaze defeated and distant.

Hypnotherapy was scheduled for a few days later, they had arranged for a psychologist from abroad, and he would have to make the trip personally.

He exhaled a plume of smoke, which spiraled around him, then leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes.

His phone on the desk started vibrating.

The man suddenly opened his eyes, snubbed out the cigarette, and answered the call, “Speak.”

“Mr. Mo, this video has been perfectly manipulated, it will take some time to restore it to its original state, as nearly every frame has been altered with special effects.”

“How long do you need?”

“About a month or so, I need to restore it frame by frame.”

Mo Chen hung up the phone abruptly, and before he could place it back on the desk, it began to vibrate again,

It was a call from his father.

He picked up again, “Dad, what is it?”

“Son, the Lu Family has returned, come with me to meet them tomorrow, let’s get together, it’s been many years, your Uncle Lu mentioned the last time he saw you, you were five years old.”

The man frowned in displeasure, “I’m busy, I’ll be going abroad and coming back in four days.”

“You this brat, even your old man’s words don’t matter to you? Be careful, I might not agree to your marriage, without your father’s consent, you can’t get married!”

Mo Chen didn’t want to waste any more words with his father and hung up the phone.

He scoffed, his eyes filled with disdain.

He had never listened to his father’s words!

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door of the study.

Just by the rhythm of the knocking, he knew it was Little Ghost.

He got up and went over to open the door, and sure enough, Qiao Ruoxin stood outside wearing a thin nightgown.

“Why aren’t you asleep?”

“Can’t sleep… Give me your cigarettes, I want to smoke too.”

A hint of surprise swiftly crossed Mo Chen’s handsome face before turning into annoyance, “Are you looking to die? What smoking, you’re looking for a beating! Go to sleep!”

After speaking, he moved to shut the door, but Qiao Ruoxin instinctively resisted, “Don’t close the door, I… can’t sleep.”

“What’s wrong with you?”

“I… just can’t sleep.” She had gotten used to sleeping with that damn man, and now, suddenly alone on that cold, vast bed, she couldn’t fall asleep no matter how much she tossed and turned.

“…”

He stared at her for a few seconds, then said, “Let’s go watch a movie in the garden. You’ll be sleepy after that.”

Qiao Ruoxin’s lips turned up slightly, “Okay!”