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It was ten o'clock in the evening.
The concert had ended, and Qiao Ruoxin's guest performance, which lasted only five minutes, was long over.
After the dinner, she left the backstage area of the concert.
From a distance, she saw Mo Chen's car parked there, the driver and bodyguard waiting outside.
But the thought of this morning's embarrassment made her unable to control her anger.
"Miss Qiao, please get in the car," the driver said, opening the door for her.
Qiao Ruoxin got into the car, and then the door closed behind her.
She saw Mo Chen sitting inside with a kingly posture, seeming a bit impatient from the wait.
She harrumphed haughtily and then fixed her gaze on the face of the man.
Mo Chen was amused by her reaction upon entering the car, and his long fingers couldn't help but pinch her cheek, "What's with that look? What are you huffing about?"
"I'm huffing at you! You broke your promise! You said it was only for one time last night, and what happened? Humph!"
