Jiang Mansion Number One.
Qiao Ruoxin dragged her exhausted body back to the villa, collapsed on the living room sofa, and seemed as if she could fall asleep at any moment.
The nanny approached and asked, "Miss Qiao, what would you like to eat tonight? Master Mo has a social engagement and will return very late."
"I don't want to eat; I have no appetite."
"But you can't skip dinner; it's important for your health. Master Mo has ordered that you must be supervised to eat dinner."
Qiao Ruoxin lifted her eyelids and said lazily, "Then make me a bowl of noodles."
"Alright."
She lay on the sofa, took out her mobile phone, and dialed Mo Chen's number.
After three rings, the call connected, and a man's deep voice came through, "Little Ghost, what's up?"
"Are you at a social event?"
"Mhm."
Suddenly! A woman's scream came from the other end of the phone, piercing and horrifying, and why did that woman's voice sound so familiar?
