"A secret? Your secret is that Mu Chenxi is the daughter I had with you?"
He laughed mockingly, his eyes full of contempt.
"What!"
Ning Zitong abruptly sat up from the sofa, her face filled with shock.
"Chenxi is the daughter of you and Qianshui? How could this be..."
"Mom, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault."
Mu Qianshui stepped forward with a sorrowful expression, her almond-shaped eyes brimd with regret.
"It’s my fault for being too young and irresponsible back then."
"Qianshui, what are you talking about?"
Ning Zitong’s face turned pale, completely unable to comprehend what Mu Qianshui was saying.
Mo Chuxi watched coldly from the sidelines; he wanted to see just how far Mu Qianshui could spin her lies!
In his twenty-six years, Mo Chuxi had only ever had physical intimacy with Yan Xinxin!
Even if Mu Qianshui were the last woman on earth, there was no way he would stoop so low as to touch her!
"Chuxi, I know you’re confused, but everything I told Yan Xinxin is true."
Mu Qianshui looked mournfully at Mo Chuxi’s icy eyes.
"Five years ago, I went abroad for further studies and didn’t return for an entire year. The truth is, I was afraid—afraid of coming back—because at that ti, I discovered I was pregnant with Chenxi."
"Ha."
Mo Chuxi sneered.
"Keep making up stories."
"Chuxi, I swear I’m not lying to you."
Mu Qianshui perford her act with deep emotion; her eyes were naturally red-rimd and glistened with tears.
"Chuxi, don’t you truly rember? My eighteenth birthday—the night you closed your first multi-million-dollar business deal—I went to Universal Star International Hotel to look for you."
The final note of her sentence fell, and the contours of Mo Chuxi’s handso face tightened slightly.
Mu Qianshui covertly smiled beneath her tears, her performance enhanced by droplets cascading from her eyes.
"I’m sorry, Chuxi. I loved you far too much. I know your heart has always been fixated on my sister. I kept warning myself that you were only my brother-in-law, but I truly..."
"Mu Qianshui!"
Mo Chuxi’s voice exploded in fury, the terrifying anger leaving Mu Qianshui and Ning Zitong completely stunned.
"What did you do that night!"
He interrogated her harshly, his rage filling the entire hall like a suffocating storm.
The servant holding a tray of refreshnts didn’t dare approach and retreated imdiately.
Mu Qianshui wiped at her tears, her reddened eyes looking apologetically at the man whose anger had reached a fever pitch.
"I’m sorry, Chuxi, I put sothing I shouldn’t have into your drink that night. You mistook for my sister, and then..."
"Crash!"
"Smash—"
Before Mu Qianshui could finish, Mo Chuxi flew into a rage, slamming his hand down to shatter an extrely valuable vase resting on the shelf.
"Mu Qianshui! Do you have a death wish!"
Mo Chuxi’s voice was icy with fury, terrifying Mu Qianshui so much that her pounding heart seed ready to leap out of her chest.
At this mont, he resembled a demon—his blood-red eyes and bulging veins suggested he might kill her at any mont!
Fear filled Mu Qianshui’s heart, but she also knew there was no turning back now!
Besides, she still held Chenxi as her ultimate trump card!
"Ah! Cough!"
As she continued her calculations, she was caught off guard by Mo Chuxi reaching out and choking her without hesitation!
Mu Qianshui opened her mouth, gasping as breathing suddenly beca impossible.
"Chuxi! Let go of her now!"
Ning Zitong scread in alarm, trying to push him away, but Mo Chuxi’s grip only tightened. His sharp gaze penetrated Mu Qianshui like daggers, and his thin lips released words colder than ice.
"Plot against ? Sick of living? A despicable woman like you dares compare yourself to Yuan? And you shalessly use this to flaunt in front of Yan Xinxin? Let make it clear to you: Yan Xinxin is the only woman I care about right now. If you dare to provoke her again, I’ll kill you with my bare hands!"
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