Chapter 82: What the Hell Did He Forget?!

"Six days to go."

"I know! You don't need to remind me! ”

Qiao Ruoxin couldn't help but glance at his phone, why was he so irritable early in the morning?

"Last night was another sleepless night, so you were so grumpy?"

"......" The other end of the phone was silent for a long time, and suddenly said angrily: "Qiao Ruoxin!" If you dare to let me know that you betrayed me, I'm going to kill you!" Lao Tzu does what he says! ”

Honk...... Honk......

Before she could refute, the phone was hung up.

It's inexplicable!

Losing his temper early in the morning, the dog man is really getting more and more irritable.

……

However, at the same time.

No. 1 Jiangfu, in the study, is a mess.

Mo Chen sat behind his desk, his face gloomy, and his eyebrows were full of irritability.

Staring at the computer screen, I found the mobile phone number, which was from the United States.

It was indeed a sleepless night, and the crystal ashtray on the desk was full of cigarette butts.

As soon as he thought of the content of that text message, he was extremely irritable and had the urge to kill.

Is it a man?

Even the menstrual period of that little ghost is remembered so clearly???

Mo Chen began to have a headache again, and the picture of his car accident two years ago suddenly appeared in his mind.

Splitting headache......

And the entangled bodies of the man and woman in that video poured into his mind and shredded his reason.

He was racing to find Qiao Ruoxin, and he seemed to have only one thought, and that was to kill her!

But why?

He seems to have forgotten something very important!

The man closed his eyes palely and saw himself trapped in the car, blood flowing from his forehead, staining the profile of his face red.

At that time, there was only one thought that sustained him to live.

That is to find Qiao Ruoxin and kill that little ghost!

What the hell did he forget?!

Moment!

Mo Chen suddenly opened his eyes, feeling that his head was about to explode, and he was short of breath.

Waved the laptop against the carpet and made a loud noise.

Looking at the mess in the study, he seemed to feel a little more comfortable.

There was a lingering aura of decadence around the body.

……

Evening.

Qiao Ruoxin finished the day's recording, and the people in the program team prepared a dinner.

She went back to her room and made a phone call to Mo Chen.

It took a long time to connect.

"Say." The man's voice was a little lazy and irritable.

She was stunned for a moment, and then shouted in a delicate voice: "Brother Mo Chen, have you had dinner?" ”

"Nope."

"Why don't you eat it?"

"No appetite."

Qiao Ruoxin was a little angry: "If you don't have an appetite, you won't eat?" What kind of attitude, let's do it, let Secretary Jiang help you order a dinner, and then open the video, I want to watch you eat with my own eyes! ”

A man's sneer came from the phone: "Okay. ”

"Well, I hung up."

After hanging up the phone, she made a video call directly, and then saw Mo Ye's handsome face.

It looks like it's still in the office.

"Haven't you come to the dinner that Secretary Jiang ordered for you?"

"Hmm."

After a while, Secretary Jiang placed a few lunch boxes on the coffee table in the reception area and left.

Mo Chen walked over, sat on the sofa, and put his phone aside.

"Let's eat, eat it all, or I'll lose you!" When the time comes, you have to learn to call a Tibetan mastiff. ”

“……”

Learn to call a Tibetan mastiff?

The man's eyes sank and he began to eat elegantly.

Qiao Ruoxin saw that he had started to eat, and nodded with satisfaction: "This is like words, eat well and sleep well." ”

Mo Chen's eating appearance is elegant and noble, but he doesn't seem to have any appetite at all, as if he is taking medicine.