Chapter 101: Chapter 101 - 101 101 Dont Keep Spoiling Me Like This

Chapter 101: Chapter 101: Don’t Keep Spoiling Me Like This Chapter 101: Chapter 101: Don’t Keep Spoiling Me Like This Inside the “Idol 101” training camp.

Returning to the camp, Qiao Ruoxin went to the kitchen on the first floor to grab a bottle of iced water from the fridge.

Twisting off the cap, she took a sip, and the cold sensation was refreshing and invigorating.

At that moment, Wen Wan approached her.

“Qiao Ruoxin, the debut night at the end of the month will be a live broadcast, and your stage performance partner will be Lu Xingyu. Get ready.”

Lu Xingyu???

That top-tier celebrity!

“Can I get a different guest star?”

Wen Wan let out a laugh, “Reality shows have a script and a screenplay, you must know that, right? Since you’re striving for the center position, it’s destined that you’ll partner with Lu Xingyu for the stage performance.”

She paused for a moment and then nodded, “Alright, I accept. To be honest, I’m already grateful that you haven’t sabotaged me and forced me out of this competition.”

“Even if I like Mo Chen more, I wouldn’t resort to such despicable means. I want to compete with you fairly,” Wen Wan said with disdain.

Having said that, Wen Wan turned and left.

Qiao Ruoxin took two more sips of iced water to clear her head.

…

Soon, night fell.

Late at night, Qiao Ruoxin finished practicing her dance at eleven o’clock before returning to her room, her entire body aching.

She picked up her phone, ready to post on Weibo to interact with her fans, after all, she was still counting on their votes.

[Just finished dancing and I’m so hungry~ Craving soup dumplings and cherries~~~~ Are you guys asleep yet?]

After posting on Weibo, she tossed her phone onto the bed and then went to the bathroom to shower.

Forty minutes later, she came out wearing a bathrobe, about to pick up the hairdryer to dry her hair.

A knock at the door sounded.

Qiao Ruoxin looked back, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.

She walked over to open the door, and at the moment she did, she couldn’t help but smile.

“Mo Chen, brother!”

The man’s tall and imposing figure stood outside the door, handing her a bag with a deep, cold voice, “Eat, then sleep.”

Qiao Ruoxin looked down with a puzzled face at the items in the bag.

Instantly, her heart tightened.

Inside were three airtight containers, one with soup dumplings, the remaining two with cherries.

Feeling like she had a lump in her throat, she didn’t know what to say.

He must have seen the Weibo post she had just made, right?

It was just an interaction with her fans; she wasn’t really hungry.

Qiao Ruoxin grabbed the man’s hand and pulled him into the room, closing the door behind them.

“Stop spoiling me like this, you’ve already spoiled me rotten with your indulgences!”

Yet the man scoffed with a snort, a contemptuous cold laugh, “You don’t love me, yet you’re willing to stay by my side. Isn’t it because I spoil you?”

Her gaze flickered for a moment, and her hand tightened over the bag.

Qiao Ruoxin pouted a bit sadly and stepped forward to hug the man.

Her slender arms wrapped around his waist, his waist so thin, yet his shoulders were so broad.

“I’ve been thinking a lot, I… might not really know how to love someone yet, but I will fall in love with you. Trust me.”

Mo Chen raised his arm to wrap around her delicate body, stroking the still-damp hair at her back.

“Mm…”

It was too sentimental, not at all like her.

She left the man’s embrace, opened the airtight container, and tried a cherry. It was so sweet.

“These cherries are really sweet.”

“Don’t eat too much,” he admonished.

Qiao Ruoxin looked up at him, “I’m surprised you even shop, it’s really not easy. To think that Mo Chen, who’s so out of touch with the mortal world, would go shopping!”

Her teasing tone was so deserving of a smack.

The man’s expression soured, and anger began to brew.

“Qiao Ruoxin! Shut up!”