Yan Xinxin was still explaining when Mo Chuxi's magnetic voice suddenly cut through the air!
Everyone looked up and realized that Mo Chuxi had returned.
Yan Xinxin was stunned. Did my ears just play tricks on me? Why does it seem like this guy called me "Xinxin"?
Perplexed, Yan Xinxin gazed at Mo Chuxi's handsome figure as he walked straight toward her, stopping right in front of her.
She looked up at him, and when their eyes met, her heartbeat once again betrayed her and lost its rhythm.
"Chuxi, what's going on here?"
Lin Yuan'ai stood up to question him, unable to sit still any longer.
Mo Chuxi, however, remained calm and composed, extending his pale hand to gently hold Yan Xinxin's.
Yan Xinxin froze, glancing up at Mo Chuxi's profile just as she heard him speak.
"Xi is my son with Yan Xinxin. So I hope you'll stop letting that Miss Mu's provocations bring you here to question the person I care about."
"..."
What the hell (‵o′)凸
