"Mo Chuxi, so it was you."
"Aside from , has anyone else ever hit you?"
Mo Chuxi said coldly, reaching out to take Yan Xinxin’s hand.
"Listen carefully, Xinxin will soon marry . You’d better mind your behavior."
"Hmph..."
Mu Shaoqian puffed out the swollen right side of his face from the punch.
"Marry? Mo Chuxi, you’re really marrying this woman? How can you face my sister?"
"Your sister? Who are you referring to? Mu Qianyuan or Mu Qianshui?"
"You..."
"That’s right, I did promise back then to marry Qianyuan and make her my bride, but she left ."
Mo Chuxi calmly responded.
"You keep using my promise to Qianyuan to remind , while at the sa ti wanting to be with that Mu Qianshui. Mu Shaoqian, what exactly do you an by this? Do you think what you’re doing makes you worthy of Qianyuan?"
"..."
Mu Shaoqian was instantly rendered speechless, his expression frozen, his face like a statue.
"Stop calling to go to the hospital to see Mu Qianshui. Even if she’s perfectly fine, or even if sothing serious did happen to her, I won’t have the slightest bit of sadness."
Mo Chuxi’s voice sounded cold and rciless.
"But if my future wife suffers even the tiniest harm, I will ensure those responsible pay back tenfold."
"Your idea of tenfold retribution is making every brand enterprise I partnered to create beco utterly deserted? And putting all of my friends on a blacklist, making them rejected wherever they go?"
"If you think that’s tenfold, then you’re far too naïve."
Mo Chuxi’s voice was filled with an undeniable sense of disdain.
"Xinxin, let’s go ho."
He turned decisively, holding Yan Xinxin’s hand.
Mu Shaoqian touched his face, as if about to explode on the spot.
In the car.
Yan Xinxin gazed at Mo Chuxi thoughtfully.
"In your heart, you’ve always really missed Mu Qianyuan, haven’t you?"
She asked, her gaze fixed on the side of his face.
"You chose to enter into this fake couple arrangent with because I happen to look so much like Mu Qianyuan, didn’t you?"
"No."
Mo Chuxi suddenly turned his head, his piercing dark eyes eting her bright ones with an intensity.
"I know exactly what I’m doing, and I know that my future Mrs. Mo is nad Yan Xinxin."
"Oh, really?"
Yan Xinxin curled her lips into a subtle smile, concealing the inexplicable envy hidden deep in her heart.
"Well then... let’s go to the hospital!"
"Hospital?"
"Yes."
Yan Xinxin nodded.
"From what Mu Shaoqian said, it sounds like Mu Qianshui’s car accident was indirectly caused by . I’d like to personally ask her how I supposedly drove her to crash her car."
"Alright."
Mo Chuxi opened his lips.
"If my dear wife wants to watch that movie star play her little drama, her husband will happily accompany her."
"Thanks, hubby!"
Yan Xinxin responded playfully, smiling suddenly. She leaned in, pressing her soft lips to Mo Chuxi’s cheek in a kiss.
"Let’s go!"
Hearing Yan Xinxin suddenly calling him "hubby," and then being surprised by her sweet kiss out of the blue, Mo Chuxi’s heart skipped a beat. He nearly mistook the gas pedal for the brake.
This little woman—why is she suddenly starting to openly flirt with him?
At the Central Hospital.
Mo Chuxi and Yan Xinxin quickly located the VIP ward where Mu Qianshui was staying.
Just before they arrived, Mo Chuxi’s phone rang.
"Ah Ding?"
Yan Xinxin glanced sideways at the caller ID.
"I won’t disturb you while you take your call; I’ll go ahead and wait for you up front."
She said as she turned around, while Mo Chuxi watched her departing figure and answered the call.
Outside the hospital room, Ning Zitong sat on a chair staring at her phone, her eyes brimming with tears. She didn’t notice Yan Xinxin approaching at all.
Yan Xinxin also didn’t know what Ning Zitong was looking at that had made her cry. She inadvertently glanced at the phone screen and saw a photo of a little girl. The child was wearing an adorable swimsuit and smiling brightly over her shoulder.
But what startled Yan Xinxin was this: on the little girl’s lower back, there was a small red mark that looked almost identical to her own!
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