Inside the car.
"It really hurts, stop pinching my waist..."
Qiao Ruoxin's slender waist was gripped tightly by the man, the strength suffocating, as if he intended to snap it in half.
Upon hearing her tender voice, Mr. Mo finally let her go.
He looked down at the Little Ghost in his arms, his voice ominous and terrifying, "I fucking shouldn't have gotten you a male bodyguard!"
Qiao Ruoxin was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter, "Do you really think I'm interested in your bodyguard?"
"..."
The man's eyes darkened.
"That was just to piss you off, who told you to go on a date with another woman behind my back!" She huffed angrily, pushing away the bastard's body.
Mo Chen gripped her chin roughly, "Qiao Ruoxin! You promised to marry me last night! And today you're deliberately making me angry? I really fucking want to kill you!"
???
When did she agree to marry him?
She couldn't remember a thing.
Was she talking in her sleep?
