When Mo Chuxi posed his question, the expressions and fearful gazes of the two won beside him had already provided the answer.
Xiaoxiao imdiately hid the lipstick she held behind her back, but it was too late.
Seeing the skirt that held deep aning for him being defiled by such won, the look in Mo Chuxi’s eyes at this mont was sharp enough to kill.
"What is it? Jealous?"
His voice was icy cold as he parted his lips, his gaze dark and hostile.
The other high-society ladies and young masters passing through the hallway stopped briefly to look over at the scene.
"Having people like you in this circle is nothing short of pollution."
Mo Chuxi’s handso face remained calm as he spat out his words like shards of ice.
Xiaoxiao and Zizi only felt their faces burning under the piercing stares of the other ladies and gentlen—utter humiliation!
But the most critical point was... the one berating them right now was Mo Chuxi.
The Crown Prince of the Di Jue Financial Group, soone no one dared to provoke.
"Yan Xinxin is soone I brought here. Challenging her is equivalent to challenging ."
"No! Young Master Mo, it’s really just a misunderstanding!"
"Xiaoxiao is right! She accidentally brushed her lipstick against Yan Xinxin’s skirt while walking inattentively. We truly didn’t bully Yan Xinxin!"
"Did I say you bullied her?"
Mo Chuxi retorted sharply.
"..."
The two won froze on the spot, realizing too late that they had just unintentionally admitted guilt!
Looking at these so-called high-society ladies standing before her, Yan Xinxin suddenly felt a spark of satisfaction in her heart.
Monts ago, they had falsely accused her of breaking their lipstick, putting on quite the show of crying thief. But now, their own actions had backfired—utterly satisfying!
"I apologize, Lady Yan. I accidentally dirtied your skirt. I’ll pay for it."
"Pay for it? And how exactly do you plan to pay?"
"I... I’ll compensate you at ten tis the original price!"
"Hmph."
Mo Chuxi sneered coldly.
"Let tell you this—a skirt like this is priceless."
"..."
Upon hearing this, the two won finally realized they’d provoked the wrong person.
But as Xiaoxiao raised her eyes and caught sight of Yan Xinxin’s youthful face, she still felt unwilling to back down. She suddenly curled her red lips and walked flirtatiously toward Mo Chuxi, her eyes carrying a playful smile.
"Young Master Mo, be a dear, won’t you? I really didn’t an to..."
"Get lost."
"..."
"Don’t you realize there’s sothing about you that’s downright nauseating?"
Xiaoxiao’s expression turned pale from embarrassnt. "Young Master Mo..."
"Stop wasting my ti. If you don’t sincerely apologize to Yan Xinxin right away, I’ll make sure you understand that the consequences of offending her are far worse than offending ."
What
This declaration was enough to make the two won’s knees go weak. Even Yan Xinxin and the surrounding bystanders were stunned!
So of the won couldn’t help but envy Yan Xinxin—where on earth could one find such a protective ntor?
"Miss Yan Xinxin, I’m sorry! Truly sorry!"
Xiaoxiao lowered her head, gritting her teeth, deeply unwilling yet forced to apologize.
"And you? Didn’t you also partake in provoking her?"
Mo Chuxi’s cold gaze shifted toward Zizi.
"...I, I was just... Sorry, Lady Yan, we were in the wrong this ti."
These won, who had always strutted through the circles of high society with arrogance and pride, were now bowing their heads obediently.
Mo Chuxi maintained his poker-faced deanor and turned to seek Yan Xinxin’s opinion.
"Xinxin, do you accept their apology? If you don’t, your ntor will ensure justice is served."
Yan Xinxin snapped back to reality, eting Mo Chuxi’s unusually gentle gaze at this mont.
This guy!
Always acting as if he’s particularly tender and protective toward her in public! If only he could be this warm when it’s just the two of them!
"Xinxin, what are you daydreaming about? Or... is it that you refuse to accept their insincere apologies?"
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