Hearing Mu Shaoqian's commanding tone, Yan Xinxin's heartstrings trembled as she realized the gravity of the situation.
Her instinct was to resist and run away, but she couldn't overcome the brute force of two or three men pulling at her.
"Let go! Let go of me!"
Yan Xinxin protested stubbornly, yet she was afraid that her vigorous movements might harm the fetus.
"Mu Shaoqian, make them let go of me! Aren't you afraid that Mo Chuxi will kill you when he finds out?"
As soon as she said this, the two men tugging at her paused their actions.
"Young Master Qian, is she Mo Shao's woman?"
"No way, right? This is getting too dangerous!"
Grey Hair hesitated and let go.
No one here dared provoke Mo Chuxi.
"What Mo Shao's woman! You all know my sister, Mu Qianshui, will soon be engaged to Mo Chuxi!"
Mu Shaoqian sneered at Yan Xinxin. "Nothing will quell the fire of rage in my heart except a good beating."
Hearing Mu Shaoqian, the men seemed brainwashed, nodding in agreement.
