Yan Xinxin stood there in a daze, frozen in panic, only reacting when Mo Chuxi stood up.
She lifted her wide-eyed, astonished gaze, staring blankly at Mo Chuxi’s aloof and handso figure as he walked away, her right ear burning and turning an alarming shade of red.
She finally realized—Mo Chuxi had purposely dropped sothing just now!
And what she dared not recall was the phrase Mo Chuxi had whispered in her ear just monts ago.
"Tsk!"
As she wrestled with her scattered thoughts, Yan Xinxin caught a side-eyed glare from Ling Siyu, who was seated diagonally in front of her.
Yan Xinxin remained calm as she looked at her, though she already guessed that Ling Siyu had likely witnessed the brief interaction between Mo Chuxi and herself.
Two class periods quickly passed.
The crisp sound of the dismissal bell echoed as everyone began to leave the classroom one after another. The girls slowed their steps on purpose, just to catch a few extra glimpses of their Teacher Mo.
"Hey, Xinxin, wasn’t that bouquet of roses given to you by Teacher Mo?"
Lan Xuan hugged her textbooks and sidled up to Yan Xinxin, asking mischievously.
Yan Xinxin shook her head.
"Then I’d say you’re in deep trouble!"
Lan Xuan raised an eyebrow at Yan Xinxin, looking quite serious.
"I totally felt it earlier—Teacher Mo was absolutely pissed!"
"..."
Yan Xinxin could not refute it; Mo Chuxi was indeed upset. The words he had spat into her ear were proof enough.
"Ugh! Only two exams left, it’s gone by so fast! Soon we’ll be interning!"
"Mm!"
Yan Xinxin nodded.
"I’ve got to take an appraiser qualification exam too; hopefully, I’ll pass smoothly."
"Yan Xinxin."
As she chatted with Lan Xuan, Mo Chuxi’s cold voice suddenly hit her ears.
She looked up to see the man’s emotionless, poker-faced expression.
"Not planning to take your bouquet of roses?"
After delivering this icy statent, Mo Chuxi grabbed his stack of test papers and turned to leave the classroom. But that glance he cast her before leaving—chilling to the bone!
Yan Xinxin walked to the podium. Before picking up the bouquet, she noticed the card attached to it.
Xinxin baby?!
Your loving man?!
Seeing the words written above, Yan Xinxin was utterly dumbfounded!
No wonder Mo Chuxi was so angry!
Could it be Xu Nuo?
Yan Xinxin felt it was quite unlikely. Soone as aloof and pure as Xu Nuo wouldn’t say such teasing, flirtatious things.
"Xinxin, I’ve made plans to go shopping, so I’m heading out first. Good luck explaining things to your dear Teacher Mo later!"
Lan Xuan chuckled, patting her shoulder, before spinning around and leaving.
Yan Xinxin dawdled in place for a mont before picking up the bouquet and stepping out of the classroom, only to find Ling Siyu standing by the doorway.
"Yan Xinxin, do you dare co with ?"
Her chin lifted arrogantly as she glared at Yan Xinxin.
Yan Xinxin calmly returned her gaze.
"If you’ve got sothing to say, just say it here."
"What’s wrong? Are you scared? Too chicken to follow ?"
Ling Siyu taunted, attempting to provoke her.
"You think you’re so impressive, huh? Just because you know Young Master Mo, you don’t even respect A-list actresses? You’re so desperate for fa, you’d fabricate rumors of a big star bullying you?"
Ling Siyu smirked in disdain, crossing her arms.
"Yan Xinxin, let remind you—next ti you go out shopping, you’d better watch your back. With all the fans Mu Qianshui has, they could each throw a dollar at you and bury you alive!"
Yan Xinxin finally understood.
"So you’re one of Mu Qianshui’s fans? If you all plan to throw money at , just give a heads-up beforehand—I’ll make sure to bring a big burlap sack to collect my fortune."
"You!"
Ling Siyu glared at Yan Xinxin, incensed.
"A word of warning! Stop being so shalessly flirtatious with Young Master Mo. If it weren’t for your pathetic, attention-seeking antics, Young Master Mo wouldn’t even consider glancing at you when he could have picked !"
She shot Yan Xinxin a disdainful look, her expression full of malice, before arrogantly turning to leave.
But the mont she turned around, she froze in place, as if struck by lightning!
There, just a short distance away, stood Mo Chuxi, dressed in a black shirt and holding a stack of test papers!
And as if that wasn’t enough, several of their female classmates stood nearby, watching intently!
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