Just as Mu Qianshui was watching Yan Xinxin about to jump off, a voice suddenly echoed, making her shiver all over.
Her body trembled, and before she could fully see the figure, a series of rapid footsteps ca closer and closer.
Following that, a shadow as swift as the wind flashed past her peripheral vision!
Yan Xinxin looked at the man sprinting toward her, smiled lightly, withdrew her foot, and turned around without the slightest panic.
"Xinxin!"
Mo Chuxi rushed forward and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly, terrified that she might disappear before his eyes in the very next second.
Yan Xinxin raised her hand to return his embrace, gently patting his shoulder.
"Don’t worry, Xixi. Your little Xinxin wouldn’t really jump off."
She comforted him.
"I only did this to avoid provoking that lunatic Mu Qianshui and to buy us so ti."
Yan Xinxin’s explanation gradually eased Mo Chuxi’s pounding heart.
"Chuxi, I knew... I knew you would co for when I needed you the most."
"Holy crap!"
Ah Ding, who had chased after them, saw the two little ones being held by Ye Lirong and the dramatic scene at the edge of the cliff, exclaiming in disbelief.
Behind him, there was a group of people rushing over, their hands filled with all kinds of utensils used for eating.
"It really is that washed-up actress Mu Qianshui!"
"My god! Look at her face!"
"Oh lord! How did it end up like this? No wonder she’s enraged and kidnapping Mo Shao’s wife and kids!"
"Quick, photograph her face!"
A swarm of dia reporters surged forward.
Ye Lirong had never seen such a spectacle before. Watching so many people rush in, she was instantly flustered.
"Qianshui, look over there. There are so many people! They’re all coming to photograph you!"
At her words, Mu Qianshui also grew flustered.
"No photos! No photos! Don’t take pictures!"
She raised her arm, trying to cover her face, but a powerful hand suddenly grabbed her arm and forcefully pulled it down.
She shuddered and raised her head to see Mo Chuxi’s face—a face she loved deeply but now feared greatly.
"Isn’t the great Actress Mu the one who loves the spotlight the most? Why hide your face now? Hm?"
"No... no..."
Mu Qianshui mumbled dazedly, shaking her head.
"Chuxi, why? Why are you so heartless to ? I loved you so much that I even got plastic surgery to look like Yan Xinxin. Why do you still..."
"Do you think you can replicate Xinxin’s face through surgery?"
Mo Chuxi sneered coldly, suddenly raising his right hand.
In his hand, seemingly out of nowhere, was a miniature mirror.
"Ah!"
Mu Qianshui glimpsed her ghastly face in the mirror, let out a piercing scream, and collapsed onto the ground, retreating backward in panic.
"Ah! My face! How could this be? How could this happen!"
Mu Qianshui scread as if her soul had been ripped apart.
By now, her face was already beginning to collapse!
Ye Lirong, watching Mu Qianshui fall onto the ground, promptly abandoned the two little ones in her hands and rushed over to help her.
"Papa! Mama!"
"Little Xinxin! Daddy!"
Finally freed, Xi clutched Chun’s hand as the two siblings dashed straight toward Yan Xinxin and Mo Chuxi.
With a thud, Chun stumbled over a stone, falling hard and scraping her knee till it bled.
"Wahhhh..."
"Don’t cry, sister. I’m here."
Xi comforted her gently while carefully helping her up.
"Xi, Chun, be careful behind you!"
Yan Xinxin called out in warning, quickening her pace toward the two children, while Mo Chuxi sprinted even faster.
Little Mo Chenxi glanced backward, gently pushing Chun aside.
"Sister, run!"
"Xi!"
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