"Mmm..."
Yan Xinxin had absolutely no idea what was going on. Did Mo Chuxi call her to the office just for this?
Impossible, right?
"The man who answered the phone for you last ti—was he Xu Nuo?"
The tense silence was finally broken by Mo Chuxi's cold voice.
"Don't get too close to Xu Nuo. I don't like it."
After dropping this unyielding statent without seeking her opinion, Mo Chuxi turned around and headed toward the office.
What does he an by 'he doesn't like it'?
Did it an she liked it?
She and Xu Nuo weren't even that familiar. It was true he'd helped her before, and she was grateful, but she had absolutely no idea Xu Nuo had feelings for her.
"What are you still doing there? Want to keep at it?"
Yan Xinxin snapped back to attention upon hearing this, and saw Mo Chuxi already holding a stack of test papers in his hand. His deanor was calm, as if the earlier exchange hadn't happened at all.
"Mo Chuxi, why did you call here?"
Yan Xinxin frowned deeply, her delicate brows knitted, and looked toward the man now heading to the office door with puzzlent.
"Still not clear enough?"
"This is the teaching building, and you're my teacher now."
Her gaze fixed on him, heavy with emphasis.
"If I'd known you were the school's new associate professor, I never would've agreed to any deal with you."
After finishing, Yan Xinxin turned to leave, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed tightly by Mo Chuxi.
"Yan Xinxin, I'll give you one more chance to rephrase that."
"No need to rephrase."
Yan Xinxin turned back and gave a decisive reply.
"Mo Chuxi, why are you playing tricks on ?"
Her brows creased tightly as she forcefully broke free from his grip, striding out of the office.
The thought of Mo Chuxi announcing in front of so many people not long ago that she had stayed at his place last night made Yan Xinxin's mind churn wildly.
Although many girls looked down on her, thinking Mo Chuxi wouldn't be interested in her, there were still people suspicious about their relationship.
Mo Chuxi was a widely-known public figure, and now even an associate professor at their school. His reputation was paramount, and she absolutely didn't want her insignificant presence to affect his future or his na...
Yan Xinxin and Mo Chuxi returned to the classroom one after the other. Lan Xuan's bright, playful face was adorned with an unmistakably teasing smile as she looked at Yan Xinxin.
Clearly, Lan Xuan believed there was sothing between them.
And in truth, there really was sothing...
The test began.
Yan Xinxin buried her head in her test paper, no longer glancing at Mo Chuxi. His expression at the mont was as cold and icy as a flawless sculpture—beautiful, but untouchable.
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The Mu family manor.
Lin Yuan'ai sat on a European-style sofa, sipping fine-quality tea, engaging in conversation with Mu Qianshui's mother, Ning Zitong.
The Mo family and the Mu family had been longstanding family friends for generations, always maintaining a good relationship.
Twenty-three years ago, the Mu family's precious gem, Mu Qianyuan, was born. The Mo family imdiately proposed marriage, arranging a childhood engagent.
The two children did, as their elders had hoped, get along wonderfully.
But the good tis didn't last. Mu Qianyuan tragically passed away in an accident, her remains never recovered. Because of her death, Mo Chuxi scarcely visited the Mu family afterward, despite Mu Qianyuan's younger sister, Mu Qianshui, always wanting to follow him around.
At this mont, Ning Zitong's impeccably beautiful face showed a stunned expression on hearing Lin Yuan'ai's words.
"You're saying Chuxi has been with that Yan Xinxin for five years already? And even has a child?"
Ning Zitong was deeply shocked.
"And you and Ah Cong didn't know about this?"
"I just found out recently myself."
Lin Yuan'ai put down the bone china teacup, her face already marred with irritation.
"I had soone investigate that Yan Xinxin. Apart from having good looks, she's completely worthless. Her father was even in prison and just released a few days ago. Her mother idles away with no purpose, and she has a sister who only knows how to spend money and doll herself up. With such a background, dreaming of becoming the Mo family's daughter-in-law is pure delusion!"
"But that Yan Xinxin has a son as leverage."
"Since it's Mo family blood, I will absolutely bring him back and groom him properly. But as for this Yan Xinxin, if she stays around Chuxi any longer, who knows how much she'll continue to enchant him!"
Lin Yuan'ai spoke heatedly, airing her concerns.
She hadn't forgotten the hard-line stance Mo Chuxi had taken to protect Yan Xinxin—not even sparing her feelings as his own mother!
"Ah! If only Qianyuan were still here... I know Chuxi has always had regrets in his heart."
Ning Zitong sighed softly.
"You still have Qianshui. That child is both filial and capable."
Lin Yuan'ai offered a reassured smile, but Ning Zitong sighed again, her gaze falling deeply on Lin Yuan'ai.
"Qianshui is wonderful, but she will never be Qianyuan."
She will never be the only Little Qianyuan in her heart.
"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy is so handso!"
Ning Zitong had just finished speaking when they heard Little Chenxi excitedly shouting and pointing at the 55-inch LCD television screen.
Lin Yuan'ai and Ning Zitong looked up and saw the television broadcasting a financial news segnt featuring Mo Chuxi, and even showing footage of him from previous events.
Little Chenxi stretched out his tiny hand in excitent, poking at the screen.
"Daddy! I want Daddy! I want Sister Xinxin!"
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