Mo Chuxi abruptly stood up, picked up his phone, and imdiately dialed a number.
After the call connected, it took more than ten seconds for soone to answer.
"I need to talk to you."
Mo Chuxi spoke coldly, his tone leaving no room for refusal.
"Nine o’clock tonight, et at the school basketball court."
After dropping those words, Mo Chuxi decisively hung up.
He lowered his gaze and looked again at the photo posted in the group chat, then threw his phone onto the desk with evident frustration.
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Yan Xinxin never imagined there would co a day when Xu Nuo confessed his feelings for her in front of so many people.
What’s more, the speed at which the news spread completely exceeded her expectations.
After class, on the way back to the dorm, Yan Xinxin was entirely lost in thought.
"Hey, Xinxin, still worrying about what happened this morning?"
Lan Xuan asked with concern, but her youthful and vibrant face quickly turned playful.
"Be honest, who do you like more?"
"..."
Yan Xinxin had no words to respond.
Thinking about the fact that she was currently carrying Mo Chuxi’s baby, she didn’t have the confidence to deny Lan Xuan’s words like she used to.
"It’s Professor Mo, isn’t it?"
Lan Xuan leaned into her ear and whispered, directly providing the answer for Yan Xinxin.
Yan Xinxin instantly felt her heart race like a startled rabbit.
She was convinced she had developed a strange condition—a condition where simply ntioning Mo Chuxi, or being near him, made her heart race uncontrollably, her face flush and heat up!
"Yan Xinxin, you’re blushing! I knew it—your relationship with Professor Mo is definitely more than just tutoring!"
From Yan Xinxin’s reaction, Lan Xuan confidently arrived at this conclusion.
"There’s no way anything can ever happen between and Professor Mo."
After a long silence, Yan Xinxin spoke softly.
The sunlight fell on her gentle and serene face, casting a faint lancholic glow.
"A Cinderella without glass slippers can never win the prince’s true love."
"Yan Xinxin, are you silly? What era are we even in now!"
Lan Xuan retorted.
"Besides, the prince falling for Cinderella has nothing to do with the glass slippers!"
"...Eh?" Then what is it about?
Hearing this, Yan Xinxin paused in her steps and then smiled again.
"Forget it, let’s not talk about this anymore. By the way, Lan Lan, how’s your graduation internship coming along?"
"My family has already arranged everything for . But what about you? With Di Jue’s jewelry design departnt—if you just ntion it to Professor Mo, I bet he’d help you. Though, knowing you, I doubt you’d accept it, right?"
"Lady Lan, seems like you know the best."
Yan Xinxin smiled, but soon anxiety surged in her heart.
The commanding warning from Mo Chuxi last night still echoed in her ears.
He forbade her from continuing her part-ti job at the dessert shop and demanded that she stay by his side...
"Hey! Lan Xuan, Yan Xinxin, why are you two still dawdling here? PE class is about to start—800-ter test for the finals! Hurry up, change and co on!"
Just as they arrived at the dormitory building, a female classmate from their class called out to them.
Yan Xinxin froze in her tracks.
"Eight-hundred-ter test?"
"Mm-hmm!"
Lan Xuan nodded with a grin and looped her arm through Yan Xinxin’s.
"It’s already the end of the sester, all subjects are entering their final tests. What a pity—we won’t get a proper sumr vacation this year, we’ll have to intern instead!"
Lan Xuan’s later words didn’t register with Yan Xinxin.
Her mind focused solely on the fact that she’d soon have to run the 800-ter test!
Lan Xuan didn’t notice Yan Xinxin’s unease, and the two of them changed into sportswear together and headed to the field.
Yan Xinxin wore a cherry blossom-pink top, white shorts, and a pair of white sneakers.
Her shapely figure naturally attracted a wave of admiring gazes from the boys.
Yet Yan Xinxin stood amidst the grass field, utterly flustered. Her right hand reached to touch her abdon—if she were to run now, her little one inside might...
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