Mo Chuxi’s imposing presence approached, his cold and abstinent poker face causing fear and fascination in the two people.
But when this man reached Yan Xinxin’s side, he completely changed!
The stern and majestic features seed to be lted by the spring breeze.
"Why did you let this kind of person in?"
He looked at Yan Xinxin, softly asking, without any hint of bla in his words.
Fu Zixin, hearing this, imdiately ran over and started speaking pitifully.
"Exactly! Cousin Xi, this woman is crazy! She actually called a white lotus, a green tea bitch, and a scheming bitch!"
She complained, trying hard to squeeze out so tears.
Mo Chuxi’s brows furrowed, and a hint of displeasure appeared in his eyes.
"Can’t you see I’m talking to Xinxin?"
"Cousin Xi, soone is bullying now, bullying your cousin!"
"You still rember you’re my cousin, and Xinxin is your cousin-in-law?"
Mo Chuxi shot a disgusted glare.
"You dare to talk to Xinxin like that and still expect to help you? Don’t think too highly of yourself. I, Mo Chuxi, never had you in my eyes."
"..."
Zixin was speechless, her face extrely embarrassed.
She could even see Yan Zhirou on the side laughing at her with glee!
"Whether you’re a green tea bitch, a scheming bitch, or a white lotus, you know in your heart. If you feel unhappy, you can fight it out with this woman outside, don’t pollute my territory."
Mo Chuxi said disdainfully, then took Little Buding from Lin Yuan’ai’s hands.
"Xinxin, let’s go back to the room."
"Okay."
Yan Xinxin nodded and followed.
Yan Zhirou, seeing this, turned to catch up.
"Sister! Brother-in-law! What I just said was true!"
She stressed desperately.
"Get that person out of here, don’t let see her step in here again."
"Yes, Young Master."
"Brother-in-law no! Young Master Mo, I really know my mistakes! I won’t dare anymore! I’m almost without a place to stand, please let go, let go... Brother-in-law!"
Yan Zhirou’s screams grew fainter, and Yan Xinxin couldn’t help but feel a bit curious as she listened.
"Xi, what did you do to Yan Zhirou? What did she an by that?"
Mo Chuxi smiled slightly.
"I always forget to tell you, earlier at Xiao Yiran’s celebration banquet, Yan Zhirou and her mother were played around by Xi and Chun."
"Ha, huh? What exactly happened?"
Yan Xinxin looked at Mo Chuxi puzzled, asking further.
Fu Zixin stood in the downstairs living room, watching Mo Chuxi and Yan Xinxin’s intimate backend going upstairs, looking sullen.
"Zixin, you’d better temper your princess’s attitude a bit."
Lin Yuan’ai ca over to advise while reminding.
"Chuxi’s concern for Xinxin is not sothing you can challenge, rember that."
Fu Zixin bit her teeth at these words.
Not true!
Before Yan Xinxin ca along, Cousin Xi would at least glance at ! Now he doesn’t even look at !
It’s all Yan Xinxin’s fault!
Returning to the bedroom, Yan Xinxin saw Yan Zhirou’s dejected figure turning away from the balcony, feeling a bit wistful.
"Xi, Yan Zhirou just said..."
I heard everything she said.
"Ah? You heard? How could you..."
"No matter when or where, you’ll always be in my sights."
"..."
Hearing this, Yan Xinxin couldn’t help but feel a bit uneasy in her heart.
Thinking about it, it’s probably because Mo Chuxi checked the living room monitor on the way back.
Just as she was about to say sothing, Mo Chuxi handed her a docunt.
Yan Xinxin took it and looked.
"This is..."
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