Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free

Chapter 614: Turmoil (10)

About ten meters in front of the building, there’s a black car parked, and at this moment, a man in a dark suit is standing in front of the car, leaning lightly by the front door, with one hand in his pant pocket, his gaze fixed on her.Qiao Mo’s mind went blank, almost thinking she was seeing things.

She reached out to rub her eyes and looked again, only to find his figure still there...

"Fu... Fu Nancheng..." Qiao Mo murmured softly, her eyes becoming moist, but the corners of her lips gently curved into a faint smile.

Seeing her figure, he also displayed a gentle, faint smile, stood straight and opened his arms towards her.

Qiao Mo burst into laughter and immediately ran towards him, diving into his arms.

His body was slightly cool, yet still carried that familiar, faint freshness that made her feel at ease.

With her eyes moist, tears uncontrollably surged as her small face pressed against his chest, Qiao Mo’s hands wrapped tightly around his waist, she whispered, "Why are you here?"

With his chin gently resting on her forehead, he embraced her tightly as well: "Didn’t you say you missed me?"

Qiao Mo lowered her eyes slightly, showing a content smile at the corners of her lips.

She hadn’t imagined that merely saying she missed him would make him fly thousands of miles to be by her side.

"You didn’t even tell me you were coming." Qiao Mo choked out.

"Afraid you wouldn’t be able to focus on work." He kissed her hair, stepped back slightly, then held her small face and sized her up seriously, somewhat dissatisfied, saying: "You’ve lost weight."

Qiao Mo pouted her little lips, saying aggrievedly: "The food here isn’t good at all."

He pecked her little lips, opened the car door: "I’ll cook for you."

Qiao Mo nodded happily and got in the car, feeling very joyful.

A few minutes later, the car slowly drove out of the area and stopped at a nearby hotel, Qiao Mo was as cheerful as a little sparrow, chattering as she held his arm tightly.

"When are you going back?" She followed him up the elevator.

"Tomorrow." He was silent for a moment but eventually spoke.

Qiao Mo’s little face immediately fell, feeling a bit down, saying: "So soon..."

Fu Nancheng tapped her little nose: "What, not joining the competition?"

Qiao Mo snorted lightly without speaking, Fu Nancheng continued: "If not joining the competition, we can play here for a month."

Qiao Mo pouted, still feeling reluctant.

But as he said, joining the competition on this path was her own choice, clearly he has been accommodating her, even if she’s reluctant, what can she do?

"Tomorrow morning I’ll accompany you to walk around." Fu Nancheng spoke again.

"Really?"

"Mm."

Qiao Mo’s eyes lit up, like a child, the previous trace of disappointment was instantly diluted by anticipation for tomorrow.

Fu Nancheng booked a presidential suite here, naturally Qiao Mo happily followed along.

After entering the room, he directly called for some fresh ingredients, took off his coat, washed his hands, and went into the kitchen.

Qiao Mo just thought he looked incredibly good, in the short week or so they hadn’t seen each other, he seemed even more handsome.

Leaning lightly by the kitchen doorframe, Qiao Mo couldn’t help having some worries in her heart, she wondered if with him looking so good, would many people be eyeing him...

Fu Nancheng didn’t turn his head, cutting vegetables skillfully, the evenly rhythmic sounds made her feel very comfortable, with a pleasant rhythm.