The matter has been laid out here, and everyone understands the truth behind it!
Turns out this woman slept with another man and spent years fantasizing that it was Young Master Mo!
Sustaining that fantasy for so long—it’s sort of pathetic, isn’t it?
"Chuxi, you’re absolutely right."
Yan Xinxin smiled confidently and glanced over at Jian Ziqing, who looked like a deflated balloon, utterly dispirited.
"Lady Jian, your attempts to stir things up did make a bit jealous, but the outco seems to have surprised you, hasn’t it?"
"..."
Jian Ziqing clenched her fists.
"But it’s not your fault. It’s Chuxi’s fault for being too handso, which made him the object of your delusions. Still, sharing that delusion aloud really does invite ridicule. Next ti, don’t do that, okay?"
"..."
Hearing Yan Xinxin’s loaded words, Jian Ziqing was already boiling with anger inside!
She ca here to humiliate Yan Xinxin, to make her uncomfortable!
Who would’ve thought that instead, she’d end up humiliated herself and inadvertently sweetened the mont for Yan Xinxin!
"Get lost already! Stop embarrassing yourself here!"
"Exactly!"
"Never seen soone so shaless!"
A few female colleagues naturally stood up for Yan Xinxin.
Jian Ziqing wiped the wine off her face with a ferocious swipe, gritted her teeth, and stord out of the private room indignantly.
"She should’ve left ages ago!"
"Totally! Xinxin, don’t let it get to you, okay?"
"I’m fine, thank you, everyone."
Yan Xinxin curved her lips into a faint smile, then lifted her gaze to et Mo Chuxi’s eyes.
He was looking at her, his handso brows raised slightly.
"You really didn’t fall for it? Didn’t even doubt ?"
"..."
Yan Xinxin lowered her head guiltily.
"Maybe... just a tiny bit..."
"Mm-hm."
Mo Chuxi chuckled softly.
"In that case, make sure you properly compensate when we get ho later."
"..."
"Uh-oh!"
Lu Chenxue suddenly looked panicked.
"That Jian Ziqing, she’s one of the judges for this jewelry design competition. Now that we’ve offended her, doesn’t this an..."
Upon hearing this, everyone began to feel uneasy.
"What? Seriously? That woman is one of the judges for this competition?"
"We’re dood! She’s definitely going to target Xinxin! What should we do now?"
"Don’t worry."
Yan Xinxin quickly smiled and reassured them.
"Trust that the competition will be conducted fairly and transparently."
"Exactly! Even if she tries to pull so tricks, don’t forget—we have Young Master Mo!"
One of the male colleagues shouted confidently.
Those who had been worried suddenly felt much more at ease.
That’s right, that’s right!
With Young Master Mo around, who would dare ss with Yan Xinxin? Aren’t they just asking for trouble?
Everyone relaxed and resud their playful chatter.
Yan Xinxin turned away, only to see Lu Chenxue still looking anxious.
"Xue, don’t worry. It’ll be fine."
"Hmm, I hope so."
Lu Chenxue nodded with a smile, casually asking, "Xinxin, have you finalized the design yet? Did you co up with a na for the piece?"
"Yes, I plan to na it ’On the Moors.’"
Lu Chenxue nodded thoughtfully.
"Very poetic."
"Once the materials arrive tomorrow, I’ll start working on the final piece. There’s not much ti left."
"With those skillful hands of yours, you’ll surely make it in ti, won’t you?"
"..."
Mo Chuxi suddenly chid in with this remark.
Yan Xinxin’s cheeks turned a little red.
The way this man was looking at her made her feel entirely uneasy.
After the gathering ended, it was already late at night.
Yan Xinxin had had a few drinks and was slightly tipsy.
When Mo Chuxi opened the door, Yan Xinxin walked straight to the large bed, grabbed a pillow, and sprawled limply across the plush mattress.
Mo Chuxi strode over with his long legs.
"Yan Xinxin, shouldn’t you apologize for doubting my integrity earlier, hmm?"
As he approached her, he suddenly noticed sothing unusual about Yan Xinxin.
She was softly whimpering and held her head as though in pain.
Mo Chuxi’s heart skipped a beat, and he rushed to her side.
"Xinxin?"
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