Chapter 16: Chapter 16 - 16 16 Watching Her Sleep on Video

Chapter 16: Chapter 16: Watching Her Sleep on Video Chapter 16: Chapter 16: Watching Her Sleep on Video Hengzhong Group, CEO’s office.

The moment the door opened, Wen Wan, who had been sitting on the sofa in the reception area, looked up; she had been waiting for quite some time.

Mo Chen entered the office, his expression darkened upon seeing her.

He sat down on the sofa and looked at Wen Wan impassively, “What’s the matter?”

Wen Wan smiled faintly, “Qiao Ruoxin also joined ‘Idol 101,’ did you know that?”

The man’s attitude was cold, his voice low, “Mm, I know.”

“They plan to use your… past romance with Qiao Ruoxin to stir up popularity, and you’ve allowed it?” Wen Wan’s tone was somewhat displeased.

After all, the program’s producer was a subsidiary of Hengzhong Group, Hengzhong Film Company.

Mo Chen remained expressionless, his voice icy, “Hengzhong Film Company is managed by Bai Junyan, not by me.”

“She betrayed you two years ago, and now she wants to debut by stepping on you! You…”

A touch of irritation flashed across the man’s face, anger taking over as he stood up and shouted angrily, “Get out!”

Wen Wan’s voice stopped abruptly, clearly frightened.

Mo Chen didn’t give her another glance as he turned and walked toward his desk.

Wen Wan still wanted to say something, but hesitated, got up, took her bag, and left the office.

The next second.

The man swept everything off the desk onto the carpet, a clear sign of his agitation.

He took long strides to the window, overlooking the bustling traffic below.

His handsome features were tensed, dark eyes tumultuous with fierce undercurrents.

Why did everyone always have to remind him of what happened two years ago?

…

After a whole day of filming, Qiao Ruoxin returned to the dormitory arranged by the show’s crew.

After taking a bath, she put on a nightgown and lay alone on the bed.

She secretly took out the cellphone she had hidden earlier and received a video call from Mo Chen.

She adjusted her mood and answered the video call.

She immediately saw Mo Chen’s handsome face on the screen, with a cigarette between his thin lips; the smoke obscured his features.

Qiao Ruoxin frowned slightly, “Why are you smoking again, can’t you sleep?”

“Working overtime.”

Only then did she notice that the background on his side was his office.

“You’re going to stay up all night?”

“Mm, I can’t sleep.”

This man was always so dull, sparing with his words, and pitifully so.

Qiao Ruoxin smiled lightly at the man in her phone, “I’ll keep you company tomorrow night and make sure you go to sleep.”

She saw Mo Chen extinguish the cigarette in the ashtray, his handsome features shrouded in the gloom of the night.

“You go to sleep; I’ll end the video later,” the man said coldly and commandingly.

Did he mean to watch her as she slept?

Qiao Ruoxin felt somewhat helpless but had no choice but to place the phone on the nightstand beside her.

She lay on her side, hiding under the covers, revealing only her face.

“Then I’m going to sleep, good night.”

“Mm.”

…

Hengzhong Group, CEO’s office.

Mo Chen leaned on the chair behind his desk, watching the tranquil sleeping face on his phone.

The ashtray filled with cigarette butts symbolized his restlessness.

It seemed that only by looking at that face could his raging heart be soothed.

The corner of the man’s lips curled into an indulgent smile as his long, well-defined forefinger touched the face on the screen.

It had been two years since he had seen her asleep like this.

Had that man been watching her sleep like this for the past two years?

Mo Chen felt his heart rot further, tearing with pain.

He abruptly ended the video call.