The Billionaire's Brokenhearted Deal-Chapter 19 - The Safest Distance is Three Steps

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Chapter 19: Chapter 19: The Safest Distance is Three Steps

Chapter 19 -19: The Safest Distance is Three Steps

Qiao Ruoxin returned to find the group already starting their second game.

She saw Mo Chen sitting there alone, smoking, his towering silhouette appearing somewhat despondent.

She walked over and stood in front of the man, blocking the light in front of his eyes.

The man looked up at her, his handsome features shrouded in a layer of faint laziness and ruffian charm, with smoke swirling around him.

With a slight smile on her lips, her beautiful eyes blinked, “They say the safest distance between a man and a woman is three steps.”

She sat down three steps away from Mo Chen, smiling sweetly at him, “Do I look beautiful to you from this distance?”

Mo Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, his pupils reflecting the delicate face as he responded in a low, muffled voice, “Yeah…”

In the noisy private room, the two of them just looked at each other like that.

Qiao Ruoxin looked at the man’s sexy jawline, which had gotten a bit thinner than two years before.

His Adam’s apple bobbed once and he extinguished the unfinished cigarette in the ashtray, diverting his gaze.

If he stared at those eyes for ten seconds, he couldn’t help wanting to kiss her.

Even though he couldn’t even touch women now.

It was laughable, really.

Even though he was nearly a wreck, his body still uncontrollably lost control at the sight of Little Ghost.

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Yet, the thought of women made him feel nauseous.

But he still wanted to possess her, to own her!

Even if he had to vomit out all the bitterness, he still wanted her!

Every drop of blood in his body boiled, clamoring to ravish her! To make her cry!

He wondered if he was truly becoming mentally disturbed?

Mo Chen suppressed the urge inside him and downed a glass of liquor in one gulp.

Qiao Ruoxin, who was beside him, couldn’t stand it anymore.

She got up, walked over, poured a glass of water for him, and placed it in front of him, “Stop drinking, have some water!”

Her sudden approach sent a flash of panic through Mo Chen’s dark eyes, and he said sharply, “Stay away from me!”

This sudden anger quieted the whole room.

Dead silence…

Those who were enjoying themselves turned their heads almost simultaneously to look.

Qiao Ruoxin closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and went back to her seat.

Because at this moment, Mo Chen’s complexion looked a bit awful, and his breathing became a bit rapid.

Wen Wan immediately stood up, “Mo Chen, are you feeling unwell? Should we call a doctor?”

“It’s nothing, you guys have fun, I’m leaving first.”

Having said that, Mo Chen stood up, his handsome face taut, the hostility around him growing more intense.

He looked at Qiao Ruoxin sitting there, her watery eyes looking pitiful.

“Walk in front of me,” he said in a low, cold voice.

Qiao Ruoxin didn’t speak, got up, and left the private room first.

The man followed three steps behind her, his tall figure enveloping the woman.

The door closed behind them.

Everything returned to normal.

Wen Wan felt some heartache, “He’s clearly in pain, his face has changed color, why does he still want to leave with Qiao Ruoxin?”

“Don’t you understand? Even if it kills him, he won’t let go,” said Bai Junyan.

Lan Ke sighed, “This is probably what love is to Master Mo, sick and obsessive.”

The underground parking lot.

As she walked ahead, she could even hear the deep footsteps of the man behind her.

When they reached the white Ferrari, she pulled open the car door and sat down in the passenger seat.

Mo Chen then sat in the driver’s seat, buckled his seat belt, and slowly drove out of the parking lot.

Qiao Ruoxin looked at his tense jawline, feeling that he was holding back.

“Should I have the bodyguard come to pick me up?”

“No need.”

“Oh… Did I make you uncomfortable again?”

Mo Chen looked at her, his sudden irritability erupting, “Cut the crap!”