Chapter 5: Chapter 5 - 5 5 If Youre a Man Make Her Cry

Chapter 5: Chapter 5: If You’re a Man, Make Her Cry! Chapter 5: Chapter 5: If You’re a Man, Make Her Cry! Mo Chen lifted his eyes to her, “I never agreed to let you pursue me.”

“I know, I’ll bring you lunch at noon.” She was unfazed.

Then, she placed her passport and ID card in front of the man, saying, “I’m giving these to you, I’m going to live elsewhere, but I won’t run away.”

Because she didn’t want to see Mo Chen so distressed anymore, she thought she’d better take it slow.

The man looked down expressionlessly at the passport and ID card for a moment, his voice deep, “No.”

“You can have someone follow me, don’t worry, I’ll be staying with Bai Junyan’s woman.” Her eyes twinkled innocently.

“Qiao Ruoxin, for an ex, you sure have a lot of nerve, huh?”

She arched her back proudly, her cherry lips tempting, “I’ll bring you lunch at noon, then I’ll leave, let your bodyguard escort me.”

Having said that, she got up and left the dining room on her own.

Afterward, the bodyguard entered the dining room, “Mr. Mo, Miss Qiao asked us to escort her.”

Mo Chen looked at the passport and ID card on the table and commanded in a deep voice, “Keep an eye on her, 24-hour surveillance.”

“Yes!”

…

Shuian Huating.

Qiao Ruoxin was escorted to the neighborhood, rode the elevator to the 17th floor, and entered the home using the passcode.

At that moment, Lan Ke, who was sitting on the couch in the living room watching a Korean drama, glanced back at her, “Didn’t come home all night, did you and Mo Chen burn with passion, unable to bear the loneliness?”

She changed into slippers, collapsed on the couch, and leaned on Lan Ke’s shoulder with a bewildered look in her eyes, “Ake, Mo Chen must have hated me so much these past two years.”

“What else, should he be grateful that you dumped him?”

Qiao Ruoxin stared at the television screen, but her gaze couldn’t focus, “I’ll make him feel better…”

Suddenly, Lan Ke asked, “Ruoxin, I really want to know why you treated Mo Chen like that? You’re already 21, not a child anymore, can you tell me the truth?”

She slowly sat up, somewhat helpless, “If I told you I was abducted, would you believe me?”

Clearly, Lan Ke was dismissive, “Abducted for two years? No ransom requested, no notification to your family, what’s the point of such an abduction?”

And Qiao Ruoxin seemed even prettier than before, not at all like someone who had suffered.

She sighed softly and didn’t want to talk anymore.

…

Soon, it was noon.

Hengzhong Group, inside the CEO’s office.

Mo Chen had already taken a bath and changed into a new set of clothes, sitting in his chair behind the office desk, signing documents.

The cellphone set aside suddenly vibrated.

He capped his pen and picked up the phone indifferently, opening the WeChat group with his brothers.

Bai Junyan: “Mo Chen, was the moon beautiful last night?”

Lu Siheng: “What the hell?”

Ji Haochuan: “My sister Ruoxin is back? Damn, I missed a good show last night!”

Gu Mocheng: “Mo Chen, if you’re a man, make her cry tears of regret!”

Bai Junyan: “You guys go away, Sister Qiao came back to ask for a reconciliation.”

Mo Chen: “Who said I’m reconciling with her?”

The brothers: “???”

Ji Haochuan: “Heh! First, you have the guts to change the photo of Miss Qiao from your profile picture, you’re like a freak!”

His WeChat profile picture was of a cute little girl eating ice cream, dressed in a white princess dress, with adorable twin ponytails, and the backdrop was Disneyland, a 5-year-old Qiao Ruoxin.

Mo Chen: “Not changing it.”

Then, the intercom on his desk rang.

Mo Chen set the phone aside, not bothering with them.

He pressed the answer button, and the voice of his female secretary came through, “President Mo, Miss Wen Wan is here again, insisting on entering, I can’t stop her.”

Then, the office door was knocked, and without waiting for a response, she entered.

Mo Chen hung up the phone and looked at the woman who walked in, Wen Wan.