The next day, in the early morning.
When Qiao Ruoxin opened her eyes, the man's figure had already vanished from her side.
She sat up lazily and then saw that her mother had called her on her cell phone.
She hesitated for a few seconds but answered the call nonetheless.
"Hello..."
"Xinxin, I'm at the airport now; I'll be returning to the country tonight. If you have time, can you come to see Mom?"
"I know, I'll come if I have time."
"Good, I'll wait for you."
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Ruoxin closed her eyes with a sense of helplessness and leaned back.
This time, she was going to decide on her own life.
After spacing out on the bed for a while, she got up, went to the bathroom to wash and brush, changed her clothes, and prepared to go to the talent agency.
...
At the charity auction venue.
Mo Chen sat in the corner with an expressionless face, seemingly having suffered from insomnia the night before, with a gloom spread across his handsome features.