Chapter 33: Chapter 33 - 33 33 Mo Chen Hits Someone Tops the Trending

Chapter 33: Chapter 33: #Mo Chen Hits Someone# Tops the Trending Searches Chapter 33: Chapter 33: #Mo Chen Hits Someone# Tops the Trending Searches Halfway through the meal, Qiao Ruoxin’s phone received a news alert.

She glanced at it and her expression immediately changed.

The news headline read “Son of Asia’s Richest Man, Mo Chen, Gets Physical at a Party”.

Soon after, various apps started pushing the news, each headline more sensational than the last.

Mo Chen’s phone vibrated.

The man’s slender fingers picked up the phone and put it to his ear, from which his father’s roaring voice came through.

“You little brat! While I’m overseas winning glory for our country, you’re at home bringing shame upon the Mo Family!”

The private room was so quiet that Qiao Ruoxin, sitting opposite him, could hear everything crystal clear.

Mo Chen frowned, a trace of irritation showing between his brows as he held the phone a few centimeters away.

“Why clash with that loser! Do you know how many people are watching us, the Mo Family? You cause trouble at a time like this!”

He spoke with composure, still with that indifferent look on his face, “I will handle it.”

“Clean up this mess immediately!”

Beep… Beep…

After hanging up, he looked indifferently at Qiao Ruoxin across from him and said in a deep voice, “Weren’t you hungry? Eat, it’s going to rain outside.”

“Yeah,” she didn’t say much, just quietly ate her meal.

…

Meanwhile—

#MoChenHitsPeople# hit number one on the trending searches, boom!

A video of Mo Chen beating up Jian Chen at the party scene reached a hundred thousand comments in half an hour, and the topic’s popularity instantly surged past a hundred million.

“Holy shit, holy shit! Living to see the day! Did Mo actually hit that notorious loser from the capital???”

“Is Mo Chen that hot-headed? It’s a party, for god’s sake, how can he just start hitting someone like that?”

“The capital’s loser got it bad, didn’t stand a chance to fight back at all!”

“I don’t know all the facts. Let’s wait and see, maybe there’s a twist.”

“I’ve got a crazy theory. According to insider information, the capital’s loser also pursued Qiao Ruoxin before. Could it be over a woman?”

“Mo is seriously handsome! A thousand people beg him to make a debut! If he does, he’ll definitely become top-tier talent!”

“Rich family drama is the best! Hahaha, I’m dying! So many people at the scene, and not a single one dared to step forward and intervene?”

“Capital’s loser, did you post this video yourself? You get beat up like that and still have the face to trend on social media?”

“Is the son of Asia’s richest lingering a bit too much in fantasy, going so far as to hit someone in public? That’s downright arrogant!”

“This high profile, your dad’s going to have a fit, right? Mo, watch your image. The Mo family’s business empire is waiting for you to inherit! Secure the spot as Asia’s richest man!”

“Honestly, the way Mo Chen hits is terrifying, like he’s trying to beat someone to death!”

“What exactly caused the fight? Mo Chen usually seems pretty low-key.”

…

After finishing the meal, Qiao Ruoxin drove him home.

In the parking spot, cars were parked closely on either side—it was the kind of situation she dreaded the most, given her average driving skills.

Mo Chen watched her cautious reversing and said in a deep voice, “Don’t panic, focus.”

“Yeah, got it.”

The man patiently waited for ten minutes until they finally left the spot smoothly.

As the car eased into the street, Qiao Ruoxin breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly laughed.

This scene reminded her of when she was 18, and Mo Chen had taught her to drive, hands-on.

And she had completely written off the man’s favorite car.

Mo Chen looked at her profile, “Laughing at what?”

She glanced at the man’s handsome face, “Suddenly remembered when you taught me how to drive.”

He stared at Qiao Ruoxin’s profile, pondering to himself.

Qiao Ruoxin kept her eyes on the road and asked, “How much was the car I ruined back then? You never told me, can you say now?”

With an indifferent attitude, Mo Chen replied flatly, “Seventy million.”