CHAPTER 129: CHAPTER 129: SHE IS MY TABOO

Yan Xinxin had no idea Xu Nuo would suddenly lean in as if he was about to kiss her. Startled, she stumbled backward.

With a "bang," her back hit a wall of flesh, and a familiar scent seemed to waft into her nose upon impact.

Mo Chuxi naturally reached out to support Yan Xinxin’s slender waist, the coldness on his face easing somewhat because of her retreat.

"Mo Chuxi, Teacher Mo..."

Seeing the man holding her, Yan Xinxin was just about to call his name but stopped herself in time.

"Hm."

Mo Chuxi responded, releasing his grip and subtly pulling Yan Xinxin behind him. His tall, elegant figure stepped forward to stand in front of Xu Nuo.

"Class is about to start. Go back to the classroom."

He turned his head and spoke to Yan Xinxin.

Yan Xinxin had a vague sense that things weren’t going to end well. Would Mo Chuxi and Xu Nuo get into an argument?

"But..."

"But what?"

Mo Chuxi interrupted, the lines of his handsome face cold and sharp.

"Why are you so harsh to her?"

Xu Nuo said discontentedly.

"Isn’t she your woman? If you don’t know how to cherish your own woman, then let her go."

"..."

Yan Xinxin never expected Xu Nuo to suddenly say such words. This was the teaching building, after all, and there were students passing by. If anyone overheard and rumors spread, it would damage Mo Chuxi’s reputation.

"No! Stop jumping to conclusions!"

Yan Xinxin hurried to deny it, but her tone lacked confidence.

Mo Chuxi’s expression darkened.

"Yan Xinxin, I told you to go back to the classroom."

"..."

"Ha, how laughable."

Xu Nuo stuffed his hands in his pockets, letting out a cool chuckle.

"Professor Mo, did you hear that? She doesn’t even acknowledge having anything to do with you. Since you’re acting unilaterally, let’s compete fairly."

Without a care for Mo Chuxi, Xu Nuo stepped forward to stand in front of Yan Xinxin.

"Yan Xinxin, I like you. I want to pursue you."

As soon as the confession escaped his lips, the mask of calm on Mo Chuxi’s face visibly cracked.

Yan Xinxin clearly saw a glint of menace flash in his eyes, making her heart race and panic bloom within her.

Amid the oppressive atmosphere, Yan Xinxin heard Mo Chuxi’s low chuckle.

On his seemingly smiling face, the contours were sinister.

"Xu Nuo, do you have any taboos? If you do, listen carefully. I have one too."

Mo Chuxi spoke nonchalantly, almost casually.

"My taboo is this woman named Yan Xinxin. Remember that."

After delivering his warning, Mo Chuxi turned sharply and grabbed Yan Xinxin’s wrist with precision.

"To the classroom."

Yan Xinxin had no chance to resist. She could only let Mo Chuxi drag her away, even though she could already feel the astonished gazes of some male and female classmates on her and Mo Chuxi.

Xu Nuo stared resentfully at Mo Chuxi’s retreating figure, the hatred in his eyes growing even darker.

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Advanced calculus class.

The girls in the classroom stared unabashedly at Mo Chuxi with hearts in their eyes, while Yan Xinxin sat with her head down, utterly distracted.

"Hey, Yan Xinxin, why aren’t you looking at your husband? Did you two have a fight?"

Lan Xuan suddenly leaned over and whispered teasingly.

Yan Xinxin’s cheeks burned as she hurriedly shook her head.

"What husband? I have nothing to do with Teacher Mo..."

"Oh, sure!"

Lan Xuan interrupted, flashing a sly smile.

"Who would believe that!"

"..."

Yan Xinxin had no rebuttal. After all, she had woken up in Mo Chuxi’s arms that morning. To claim there was nothing between them—she didn’t even believe it herself!

"Yan Xinxin."

Pulled out of her wandering thoughts, Yan Xinxin suddenly heard Mo Chuxi call her name. She jolted upright, blinking dazedly at the podium.

"Come up and solve this problem."

His long, elegant finger gestured to a calculus problem on the blackboard.

Yan Xinxin was dumbfounded. She hadn’t been paying attention at all—there was no way she could solve it...

This awful man was doing it on purpose!

"Come up."

"..."