Yan Xinxin said those words and turned to go downstairs without looking back.
"Lady Yan! Lady Yan..."
Mu Jingheng tried to stop her, but Yan Xinxin’s brisk steps had already taken her downstairs.
Ning Zitong sohow collapsed into the chair after hearing Yan Xinxin’s words.
Mu Jingheng turned around and looked at Ning Zitong, who seed entirely lost, her tearful eyes misted over. His thick brows furrowed deeply.
"Ah Tong, what’s wrong with you? Why did you talk like that to Lady Yan? If she really wanted revenge, do you think Shaoqian would still be doing well right now?"
Mu Jingheng sighed.
"With Chuxi’s thods, with just one word from her, our son would have been ruined ages ago!"
Mu Jingheng’s remark hit Ning Zitong like a bolt of realization, leaving her tear-filled eyes stunned.
Seeing her like this, Mu Jingheng felt a pang of discomfort in his heart as well.
"Ah Tong, regardless of whether Yuan is still alive or not, Qianshui has already changed. You can’t keep defending her like this. It doesn’t just make Shaoqian uneasy; if Yuan sohow senses it, all she would feel is disappointnt towards you as her mother!"
"No!"
Hearing this final sentence, Ning Zitong abruptly lifted her head.
"I can’t let Yuan be disappointed in ! I can’t let her, like that Yan Xinxin said, wish she didn’t have as her mother!"
She roared, refusing to accept such an outco.
"But Ah Jing, you heard what Yan Xinxin just said—she admitted she’s getting revenge on the Mu family!"
"And you actually took that kind of impulsive talk seriously? Ah Tong, stop deceiving yourself!"
Mu Jingheng’s four words cut straight into Ning Zitong’s heart!
Indeed.
She was deceiving herself!
Because no matter what, she wasn’t willing to accept that her decision to adopt Mu Qianshui had led to the death of her own biological daughter.
After losing Mu Qianyuan, she spent so many years nurturing this adopted daughter!
Through all these years, no matter what outrageous mistakes Mu Qianshui had committed, she had chosen to turn a blind eye.
But now, this matter was a hurdle she couldn’t overco in her heart.
So she could only deceive herself...
At the mont Yan Xinxin stepped out of the café.
The sunlight felt blinding to her, making her eyes ache and swell, causing tears to spill uncontrollably down her face.
She didn’t want to recall the conversation that had just happened inside the café, but Ning Zitong’s voice seed to echo endlessly in her mind.
Even though there was a fleeting mont when impulse struck her, and she wanted to tell them she might be the daughter they lost all those years ago—Mu Qianyuan.
But after hearing Ning Zitong’s questioning words and seeing the resistance in her eyes, she’d rather not be Mu Qianyuan...
It was the ti for afternoon tea.
Ah Ding was happily playing gas on his phone.
"Is your work too idle, or are the gas just too addictive? Even during afternoon tea, you’re squeezing in gaming ti?"
Mo Chuxi’s cool voice ca from the office doorway, making Ah Ding jump in fright. He hurriedly sat up and, upon seeing the man before him, instinctively greeted him politely.
"Young Master Mo!"
Mo Chuxi looked at him indifferently, his handso brows lightly raised.
"Teaming up with that person on the 16th floor?"
"... Yes!"
"Getting along pretty well."
"..."
Hearing Mo Chuxi’s teasing remarks laced with faint amusent, Ah Ding suddenly felt his heart racing, and his entire body seed to grow warr!
"No, no, it’s because Xue said the Young Madam left work early, and she felt bored, so she dragged to play a ga together..."
Ah Ding hurriedly explained, his pale face flushing slightly, his gaze flickering nervously, completely unaware of the change in Mo Chuxi’s expression.
"What did you say? Xinxin left work early?"
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