She braved the rain, craning her neck as she ran over.
Through the blurred vision, she seed to catch a glimpse of a pale face.
But before she could take a closer look, the man in the white shirt had already opened the car door for Yan Xinxin in an exceedingly gentlemanly manner, ushered her inside first, and then walked around to the other side to get in himself.
Ling Siyu took one look at the car, seething with anger to the point where her mouth was twisting.
Though she couldn’t afford this kind of luxury car, she certainly knew its price.
Without a few million, it was impossible to buy a car like this!
"So she really got herself a sugar daddy!"
Ling Siyu muttered in annoyance and, noticing the car about to leave, quickly ran to the roadside and flagged down a taxi before hopping in.
Inside the car.
Yan Xinxin looked at the young man driving, puzzled.
"Why is it you?"
"Young Master Mo had to attend an urgent international video eting, so he specifically asked to co pick you up,"
Ah Ding explained, turning his head slightly to glance at Yan Xinxin.
"I didn’t expect you and Young Master Mo to be so destined—even bumping into each other twice like this."
"Huh?"
"It’s just that five years ago..."
Ah Ding began and then quickly clamped his mouth shut, realizing that Yan Xinxin seed completely unaware of anything related to five years ago.
"What did you just say—five years ago?"
"No, no, not five years ago. I ant the five-thousand-year history of China..."
"And what does that have to do with whether Mo Chuxi and I are destined?"
"Uh... well..."
Ah Ding was imdiately tongue-tied.
"You’re always so peculiar."
"Hehehe... I think so too."
Ah Ding let out a giggle.
Yan Xinxin looked at him and joked playfully.
"Though you’re quirky and a bit of a clown, you must have so impressive qualities, or else how could you be such a trusted assistant to the great Young Master Mo?"
This seed to flatter Ah Ding greatly; he nodded proudly.
"Exactly! I’m the most trusted subordinate of Young Master Mo!"
Yan Xinxin chuckled softly.
What an amusing guy.
Before long, they arrived at the Di Jue Group.
The rain had already stopped.
Descending from her taxi, Ling Siyu looked at the building in front of her, caught between shock and bewildernt.
"Why did I co here?"
She felt puzzled until she saw Ah Ding getting out of the car and walking to the other side to open the door for Yan Xinxin.
As soon as she saw Ah Ding’s face, Ling Siyu froze in place.
What? He turned out to be an adorably handso young man!
His skin was pale and delicate, clearly the kind suited for a soft, lovable idol!
How infuriating! Who would have thought Yan Xinxin managed to land such a wealthy and handso young man!
Yan Xinxin stepped out of the car and turned her head, only to spot Ling Siyu glaring from afar, her face livid.
She followed here?
Could it be she wanted to see what my husband looks like?
Too bad—it’s Ah Ding who picked up today.
Though judging by Ling Siyu’s sour expression, it seed even Ah Ding had quite a lethal charm. If Ling Siyu learned that the person gifting her the ring was Mo Chuxi, wouldn’t she explode on the spot?
Yan Xinxin chuckled quietly to herself, then turned and walked into the building gracefully.
Mo Chuxi was still in a eting, so Yan Xinxin directly headed to his office to wait.
Niki courteously poured her a glass of water.
Holding the cup, Yan Xinxin, for the first ti, leisurely admired the office.
As she looked around, her gaze landed once again on a particular black fountain pen.
She reached out to take a closer look—the "Mo" engraved on the pen cap stirred deep feelings in her mind, reminding her of what Ah Ding had ntioned about five years ago.
It seed like sothing buried in the depths of her mory was beginning to surface...
"You’re here?"
The familiar voice echoed in her ears, snapping Yan Xinxin abruptly out of her reverie. She felt the man’s arms wrap around her from behind.
"Still staring at this pen? You must truly like it."
Hearing Mo Chuxi’s teasing voice, Yan Xinxin turned to face him with an unusually serious expression, her beautiful eyes reflecting complex emotions as she regarded him.
"Mo Chuxi, are you hiding sothing from ?"
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