"Five years ago, I hurt you. You’re allowed to stay angry; I won’t bla you. Even if you hate , I don’t mind."
Mo Chuxi raised his hand, his cool fingertips brushing away the tears at the corner of her eyes like a dragonfly skimming the water.
"Baby, if you hate , if you want revenge, make sure to stay by my side. Better yet, sleep next to every night—you’ll have plenty of chances to kill ."
Hearing the icy clarity in his every word, Yan Xinxin bit down on her lip, her gaze eting his.
"Mo Chuxi, do you think I don’t dare to kill you? Do you think I love you so much that I can’t bring myself to do it?"
"You do love , don’t you?"
"Yes! I do love you."
Yan Xinxin admitted.
Those few words were like a drop of honey falling into Mo Chuxi’s heart.
"But the love I had for you disappeared the mont I realized you were the man from five years ago!"
Yan Xinxin shouted.
The sweetness that had lted into his heart suddenly turned bitter in the next second.
"When our baby was lost from my body, that love vanished. All I had left for you was hate!"
She looked at him, tears once again rolling from the corners of her eyes.
"This Friday, I’ll go to BL with my ntor to participate in the jewelry design competition. I think I’ll take the ti to calmly reflect on our relationship."
Mo Chuxi’s brow twitched, his dark, brooding eyes locking onto Yan Xinxin’s reddened gaze.
"What do you want to say?"
Facing his icy stare, Yan Xinxin suddenly felt her nerves falter and shifted her gaze away.
"Mo Chuxi, I don’t think I can keep entangling myself with you anymore. I’ll seriously consider divorcing you." Divorce.
Her sweet voice was laced with suffocating poison in that mont.
A trace of stiffness appeared on Mo Chuxi’s otherwise composed and handso face.
Yan Xinxin seized the opportunity to wrench her hand away and forcefully pushed him off, turning to leave without a backward glance.
Mo Chuxi stood where he was, lifting his gaze to watch Yan Xinxin’s retreating figure, his eyes narrowing bit by bit...
Yan Xinxin went to the restroom to compose herself before returning to her departnt.
She wanted to focus on finishing the first draft of her design, but her heart refused to settle.
Her situation with Mo Chuxi was chaotic.
She didn’t know how to handle it, how to resolve it.
And now the most painful issue was her own parentage.
Finally, she understood completely: why Ye Lirong, her supposed mother, just like the other relatives, seed so displeased with her.
It turned out... she wasn’t actually their biological child.
But could her real parents truly be as disreputable as Ye Lirong claid?
Yan Xinxin fell into a spiral of contradiction.
Before, too many coincidences had pointed toward her possibly being Mu Qianyuan. But the DNA test had firmly proven that she shared no blood relation with the Mu family.
She had indeed wanted to redo the paternity test with Ning Zitong, but then so many things happened, and Ning Zitong’s hair had been lost.
And now, Ye Lirong was telling her that her biological parents might have already passed away...
Why?
Why reveal this to her now, of all tis...
Yan Xinxin simply couldn’t make sense of it.
"Xinxin, Xinxin!"
"Huh?"
Hearing soone call her na, Yan Xinxin pulled herself from her conflicted thoughts.
She turned to see Lu Chenxue looking at her with worried eyes.
"What’s wrong? You seem distracted. Are you feeling unwell?"
"Mm, just a little under the weather."
She answered lightly.
She had been caught in the rain yesterday, and felt miserable the night before. All she rembered was sitting on the bathroom floor, and sohow later waking up in Mo Chuxi’s arms.
At that point, the discomfort in her body had already eased.
"You probably caught a chill from having the air conditioner too cold while sleeping," Lu Chenxue speculated with a smile.
"Xinxin, you have to work hard! This ti, I’ll be joining you at BL as your assistant. I’m really looking forward to seeing you shine in the competition!"
"Thank you, Xue. I’m sorry to trouble you by having you as my assistant. I’ll do my best."
"No trouble at all! Not even a little—in fact, I’m thrilled to learn new things from all of you!"
"After all, what’s the harm in so trouble?"
Tong Lili’s voice interrupted them, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
"Our Xinxin has Young Master Mo as her powerful backer. Isn’t there anything she can’t do, huh?"
Yan Xinxin calmly lifted her starlit eyes toward Tong Lili.
"Lily, you’re absolutely correct: which man a woman marries in this life is just like the jewelry competition we’re about to attend. In the end, it all cos down to personal ability and rit."
"..."
Tong Lili was instantly rendered speechless.
After all, the most outstanding and perfect man in An City had already married Yan Xinxin. No matter how capable she was, she’d still lose in this regard!
Yan Xinxin disregarded her entirely, forcing herself to focus on putting her thoughts into the design drafts.
Not until the end of the workday did Mo Chuxi’s handso figure appear, descending like a regal king. A crowd of won naturally turned their attention to Yan Xinxin.
Yan Xinxin froze slightly, seeing Mo Chuxi walking toward her.
"Baby, it’s ti to clock out,"
he called endearingly, his flawless smile exuding irresistible charm.
The won around them were visibly swooning with envy for Yan Xinxin.
Yan Xinxin glanced at Mo Chuxi, her lips parting coolly.
"I want to finish my design before heading back. You should go ho first."
"If my baby is so dedicated to helping the company, then as your husband, I’ll stay and keep you company."
Mo Chuxi replied languidly.
"As a couple working together, doesn’t everything beco twice as effective? What do you think, baby?"
"..."
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