Yan Xinxin’s cheeks turned slightly red.
"Your first ti..."
"Hmm? My first ti?"
"Zzzz—"
Just as they were speaking, Mo Chuxi’s phone vibrated on the table.
He glanced at the caller ID, then answered the call.
"Yize."
Is it his ntor?
Yan Xinxin heard this and tried to steady her irregular heartbeat.
The courage she had just mustered to ask such an embarrassing question was unexpectedly interrupted.
"Alright, I’ll bring Xinxin over in a bit."
Before long, Mo Chuxi finished talking and hung up the phone.
Yan Xinxin looked up at him with a puzzled expression.
"What’s going on? Where are you taking ?"
Mo Chuxi curled his thin lips into a smile, stood up, and took her hand.
"As the boss and lady boss, we should connect with the company employees a little."
"Eh?"
Yan Xinxin stared curiously at the man with his gentle deanor and faint smile. The next mont, he led her out of the restaurant by the hand.
The night deepened further.
Yan Xinxin stood in front of a high-end clubhouse, visibly surprised.
Is connecting with employees really about coming to a clubhouse to play?
As expected of a high-end venue, it was distinct from regular places. Even the entrance hall alone exuded luxury and elegance.
Mo Chuxi held Yan Xinxin’s hand and led her to a private room door. Before entering, they could already hear the lively commotion inside—singing, playful chasing, and laughing indicated that everyone was having quite the ti.
"Baby, let’s go in."
"..."
Before Yan Xinxin could respond, she was directly pulled in.
When they saw Mo Chuxi arrive, the people in the room were visibly shocked and imdiately toned down their behavior.
"Don’t mind my presence. Tonight, everyone should relax and have fun."
Mo Chuxi opened his mouth casually.
It was as if everyone had been granted so heavenly blessing; the atmosphere quickly heated up again.
So people drank, others sang karaoke, and a few started playing truth or dare.
Before long, Lu Chenxue pulled Yan Xinxin away to join a group of female colleagues, while Tong Lili sat on the side drinking heavily—apparently upset because she wasn’t able to participate in the finals.
Mo Chuxi glanced at Yan Xinxin with those won and, feeling reassured, turned around, intending to talk with Xiao Yize about the competition. Just then, the door to the private room opened, and a woman walked in, causing his brows to furrow.
"Hi, Chuxi."
Jian Ziqing showed up uninvited.
Yan Xinxin lifted her gaze to see Jian Ziqing walking toward Mo Chuxi.
The private room was very noisy, so Yan Xinxin couldn’t hear what Jian Ziqing was saying to Mo Chuxi. She could only see his handso face turn visibly cold, and her jealousy instantly surged.
"Co join the truth-or-dare ga!"
Soone stirred things up excitedly.
Feeling depressed, Yan Xinxin drank a glass of wine. When she looked up, she saw Mo Chuxi walking over. Could it be that he was joining the ga too?
She stared incredulously at the man with his composed features, then glanced at Jian Ziqing squeezing her way into their circle.
"Mind if I join as well?"
She smiled seductively as she spoke, and the n nearby eagerly welcod her.
"Not at all! The more, the rrier!"
"Alright, then let start!"
Jian Ziqing enthusiastically stepped forward, grabbed an empty beer bottle, laid it horizontally on the table, and gave it a strong spin.
The bottle spun around the group several tis, gradually slowing down. Eventually, the mouth of the bottle pointed directly at Jian Ziqing, while the base aid toward Mo Chuxi, seated diagonally across from her!
Witnessing this, Yan Xinxin’s heartstrings tightened.
Why did it feel like this was intentional?
Jian Ziqing flashed a radiant smile at the aloof and unfeeling Mo Chuxi.
"I’ll ask the question, and Young Master Mo, you answer."
Her words imdiately stirred up excitent among everyone in the room!
After all, this was truth or dare, and the questions asked were never mundane—they were always remarkably personal.
Tonight, the chance to glimpse into the private life of the renowned Young Master Mo from Ancheng was thrilling for everyone!
Even Yan Xinxin couldn’t help but beco drawn into the mont.
Jian Ziqing noticed the eyes of those around her and grinned. After all, she couldn’t forget that night after their college graduation at the hotel...
"Young Master Mo, I’d like to ask—who did you give your first ti to?"
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