Evening at Jiang Residence Number One, inside the bedroom.
After being embraced by that woman at last night's party, Mo Chen started to vomit incessantly, even running a fever.
Only at times like this would he be able to get some decent sleep.
He had been asleep for the whole day, with the nanny knocking on the door several times without getting a response.
Exhaustion was written all over Mo Chen's handsome face, and even in his sleep, his brow was slightly furrowed, perhaps within a dream.
The doorbell rang; as the nanny went to answer it, Wen Wan stood at the door: "Nanny Zhang, is Achen home? I need to see him for a bit."
The nanny looked troubled: "Master Mo is not feeling well; he is resting in his bedroom."
Upon hearing the words 'not feeling well', Wen Wan walked straight upstairs, ignoring the nanny trying to stop her from behind.
"Miss Wen, Master Mo has instructed not to be disturbed by anyone…"
"Don't worry, I'll just take a look; I won't disturb him."
...
Meanwhile.
After a whole day of busyness, Qiao Ruoxin finally finished the promotional shoot, feigning smiles and posing the entire day.
The bodyguard drove her home, and she was so tired she almost fell asleep.
"Miss Qiao, Master Mo isn't feeling well; would you like to go check on him?"
She immediately became slightly more alert.
Qiao Ruoxin straightened up and looked at the driver: "What's wrong with him?"
"Last night, it seems he was embraced by a woman, then he couldn't stop throwing up and even developed a mild fever. The nanny said he's been sleeping at home for the whole day and hasn't woken up yet."
Her heart tightened, and her thick, curled eyelashes trembled slightly.
"Take me to see him! Hurry up!"
Mo Chen's symptoms were hundreds of times worse than she had imagined.
Qiao Ruoxin's slender, fair fingers slowly clenched, aching as if pricked by needles.
Half an hour later, the car slowly pulled into the villa's garage.
Anxious, she pushed open the car door and rushed to the front door, pressing the doorbell.
The nanny just opened the door, looking somewhat surprised, and instinctively tried to stop her because Miss Wen Wan was upstairs…
Qiao Ruoxin pushed past the nanny and made her way upstairs.
Her steps hastened as she reached the master bedroom door, finding it slightly ajar. She gently pushed open the door and walked in.
Then, the scene before her made Qiao Ruoxin first widen her eyes in surprise, then she quickly stepped forward in anger.
Because, at that moment, Wen Wan was leaning in towards the man, her lips about to touch his.
"Mmm…"
Suddenly, Wen Wan's expression drastically changed as her mouth was covered from behind; someone stopped the impending kiss and pushed her onto the carpet.
Wen Wan looked up to see it was Qiao Ruoxin!
"Wen Wan, it's been two years, and you've really outdone yourself, even learning to steal kisses?" she glanced at the man still asleep behind her, covering him with the dark green blanket.
A flicker of embarrassment passed through Wen Wan's eyes as she got up from the carpet and fixed her hair.
"In what capacity are you lecturing me now? As an ex-girlfriend? That's overstepping a bit."
The bedroom fell silent, even their breathing could be heard.
With arrogance, Qiao Ruoxin crossed her arms and lifted her delicate chin, her voice cold: "Truly shameless, unbeatable across the world. I've been gone for two years and you've still had no success, do you really think you stand a chance now?"
"Do you know how I became the chief director of 'Idol 101'? It was because of Mo Chen. When my family's business was on the brink of bankruptcy, who reached out to help? It was Mo Chen again."
"So what?"
"So, during the two years you were gone, he hasn't been bad to me."
Qiao Ruoxin laughed lightly: "Is that your reason for stealing a kiss? You disgust me, please leave."
"Qiao Ruoxin, don't think too highly of yourself." Wen Wan picked up her bag and turned to leave the bedroom.