CHAPTER 159: CHAPTER 159: ARE YOU CRAZY? MAKING SUCH A VENOMOUS VOW?

Mo Chuxi paused mid-step, his deep, enigmatic gaze falling back onto Yan Xinxin’s anxious little face.

"Why are you so nervous? Yan Xinxin, are you lying to me?"

"I’m not!"

Hearing his suspicion, Yan Xinxin hurriedly raised her hand and swore earnestly.

"I’m not lying to you. If I am, may I be cursed to never have children in this lifetime!"

"...Are you insane? Making such a vicious oath?"

Mo Chuxi interrupted her with obvious displeasure.

Yan Xinxin pressed her lips tightly together and glanced up at the man’s dark, handsome face, her heart pounding fiercely.

"If your stomach is uncomfortable, take some medicine and rest early. After your classes tomorrow morning, come to Di Jue to find me."

After coldly stating this, Mo Chuxi brushed past Yan Xinxin as he walked away.

He truly seemed upset.

Yan Xinxin stood there at a distance, slowly raising her small hand to touch her abdomen.

So what if it was a vicious oath?

It’s not like it could ever come true anyway...

After a shower and symbolically "taking" a stomach pill, Yan Xinxin climbed onto Mo Chuxi’s bed with practiced ease.

He was sitting on the bed, holding his phone, his gaze focused intently on the screen.

The warm light of the crystal chandelier shone on his elegant, immaculate face, softening his features.

Yan Xinxin glanced at him a few times, then lay down, wrapping herself tightly in the blanket and turning onto her side. After a moment’s thought, she flipped back to lie flat on her back.

Mo Chuxi slowly shifted his gaze, naturally letting his eyes fall on Yan Xinxin’s petite, palm-sized face.

She seemed to be deep in thought, her delicate eyebrows knitted tightly together.

Mo Chuxi lost interest in his phone. He leaned toward Yan Xinxin, his thin lips stealing a kiss at the corner of her mouth with indulgent desire.

Yan Xinxin’s wide, innocent eyes opened in surprise as a faint heat spread across her cheeks.

"Sleep."

He brushed her head softly, then turned off the light.

The room fell into darkness, but Yan Xinxin felt as though a lamp had been lit within her heart...

Mo Chuxi reached out and wrapped an arm around her slender shoulders, pulling her into his embrace.

Yan Xinxin, who had been wide awake mere moments ago, felt lulled into a peaceful slumber by the steady rhythm of Mo Chuxi’s heartbeat in her ear...

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The next day.

During her professional course, Yan Xinxin kept dozing off, fatigued and drowsy.

"Xinxin, Xinxin, Yan Xinxin!"

"Huh?"

After Lan Xuan called her name several times in a row, Yan Xinxin finally blinked her dazed, adorable eyes open.

"Class is over already?"

"Over? Are you kidding me? The class just started, and you’re already nodding off. Did you not sleep well last night?"

Lan Xuan whispered teasingly.

Yan Xinxin raised her hazy eyes, finally registering the lecturer’s voice.

"Why do you look so out of it? Like a pregnant woman or something."

"..."

Hearing those words, Yan Xinxin instantly perked up.

"Lan Lan, don’t talk nonsense. I just didn’t sleep well last night."

"I was just joking!"

Lan Xuan chuckled mischievously.

"By the way, did you interview for the Di Jue Financial Group’s jewelry design department yet?"

The mention of this brought a heavy weight back to Yan Xinxin’s chest.

"I think I might’ve lost my chance..."

She sighed regretfully.

Back then, Yan Zhirou had twisted the truth so thoroughly, claiming that Yan Xinxin’s designs were actually hers. The two had been at odds over it, with no evidence to back either side. It seemed impossible to settle the matter.

But she would never hand over what was rightfully hers, especially the Angel’s Tears!

After the morning’s two professional classes finished, Yan Xinxin grabbed her textbook but had barely left the classroom when she received a call from Mo Chuxi.

"Come to me. Now."

His deep, magnetic voice was commanding even through the phone. Yan Xinxin had no idea why Mo Chuxi wanted her to come over, but she didn’t dare refuse.

She was just about to respond when Xu Nuo suddenly rushed into the classroom, looking for her.

"Xu Nuo?"

"What did you say?"

Mo Chuxi’s voice suddenly cut in, sharp and demanding. Yan Xinxin froze with the phone clutched in her hand.

Oh no!

The call hadn’t ended yet!

"This is for you."

As panic flared within her, Xu Nuo approached her and spoke in a gentle tone, handing her something she couldn’t quite make out.

"What’s this?"