CHAPTER 124: CHAPTER 124: YAN XINXIN, ARE YOU AFRAID OF ME?

Yan Xinxin clutched her resume and her artwork as she headed straight for the elevator.

She truly never expected her own sister to be such a shameless and despicable person!

Not only did she claim Xinxin’s artwork as her own, but she also blatantly lied, saying Yan Zhirou had been helping Yan Xinxin create those drawings all along.

"Angel’s Smile?"

Yan Xinxin let out a bitter laugh.

Her little angel had left on the very day she was born—how could there possibly be a smile to show?

Yan Zhirou didn’t remotely understand the significance of the artwork when Xinxin originally created it, yet she dared to change the title to Angel’s Smile.

What an outrageous and hateful move!

"Are you leaving?"

Hearing Xiao Yize’s voice snapped Yan Xinxin back to her senses.

She was so lost in thought she hadn’t even noticed Xiao Yize had followed her outside.

"Yes."

Yan Xinxin nodded.

"So you’re with this department too? Are you the manager?"

"Sort of,"

Xiao Yize replied with an answer that sounded ambiguous, his serene and gentle gaze resting on Yan Xinxin.

"Are you still in school? Did something happen after you graduated high school?"

Hearing those words, Yan Xinxin froze for a moment, and right then, the elevator doors opened with a ding.

"Thank you for your concern, I’ll be leaving now."

Before Xiao Yize could say more, Yan Xinxin turned around and entered the elevator.

He raised his starry gray, slender eyes, watching as the elevator doors gradually closed, separating the two spaces.

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When Yan Xinxin returned to her apartment, the first thing she did was pack her belongings.

Bathed in the warmth of the midday sun, Yan Xinxin stood on the rooftop, her gaze blurred as she stared at the hydrangeas in front of her, her heart sinking ever so slightly.

Delicate fingers traced her soft lips slowly, and images of those moments when Mo Chuxi kissed her replayed in her mind.

But they were soon replaced by the scene from last night.

Shuddering violently, Yan Xinxin snapped out of her thoughts, her face turning pale in an instant, her expression heavy...

Time didn’t afford her much room for distraction, and Yan Xinxin packed her bags quickly before heading to her part-time job at the Sweet Time Dessert Shop.

Yet she couldn’t focus at all—just thinking about Yan Zhirou’s actions made her want to drag her somewhere and beat her thoroughly.

How could Yan Xinxin have a sister like her!

"Xinxin, you mixed up another order. What’s wrong with you today? If you’re not feeling well, you should leave early!"

Her colleague Qin noticed Yan Xinxin’s dazed state and suggested kindly.

"I’m sorry, I’m really not in a good state today."

"Then head home. There aren’t many customers today anyway."

"Alright."

Yan Xinxin didn’t argue—her current state was indeed terrible.

It was still early, with the afternoon sunlight slanting over the city.

Dejectedly, Yan Xinxin returned to her apartment, only to discover someone sitting on the couch as soon as she walked in.

Mo Chuxi resembled a finely crafted sculpture, sitting quietly by the window.

Why was he back so early?

Yan Xinxin couldn’t understand, but her mind inevitably drifted back to last night.

Mo Chuxi had gotten drunk and violent, tearing her clothes apart. That diabolical, Satan-like gaze still left her shaken when she thought about it.

Right now, she didn’t have the courage to approach him.

Lowering her head, Yan Xinxin tried to make herself invisible, turning straight for her room.

Mo Chuxi slowly lifted his deep gaze, a glint of something enigmatic flashing in his eyes.

"Planning to leave?"

Yan Xinxin had only just stepped into her room when Mo Chuxi’s icy voice suddenly rang out behind her.

Startled, she turned back to see his cold, handsome face and instinctively took a step back.

Mo Chuxi strode toward her, while Yan Xinxin kept retreating until she was backed against the desk, unable to go any further.

Panicked, she lifted her starry eyes to look at him, but before she could say a word, her chin was grabbed firmly by Mo Chuxi.

"Yan Xinxin, are you afraid of me? Hmm?"