CHAPTER 552: CHAPTER 552: SLAPPING THE FACE UNTIL IT SWELLS!

She suddenly shouted wildly, completely disregarding all norms of decency and restraint, her expression arrogant.

Everyone present seemed to freeze in an instant, stunned by Jian Ziqing’s words!

This woman... So she actually knows Young Master Mo? And they even *did that*?

Young Master Mo’s first time was given to this woman?

Then what about Yan Xinxin...

Many people turned sympathetic gazes toward the silent Yan Xinxin.

Even though having consensual relations in a relationship isn’t particularly unusual in this modern society, Yan Xinxin is now the Mo family’s young mistress.

Publicly humiliating Yan Xinxin like this in front of so many people is just too outrageous and shameless!

Compared to the shock and disbelief of those around him, Mo Chuxi calmly parted his lips to speak.

On his unruffled handsome face, the refined lines were elegant and indifferent.

"Aren’t you overthinking this a bit much?"

"I am not overthinking."

Jian Ziqing emphasized, determined at this moment to make Mo Chuxi admit to that night no matter what!

With so many people watching and now that she had already spoken out, she refused to lose face!

"Chuxi, even though you’re married now, I still miss you. I still deeply cherish the memory of *that night* we had back then..."

"Young Master Mo is already married to Xinxin, yet you’re still clinging to someone else’s husband. Isn’t that just way too shameless?"

A female colleague, unable to hold back, blurted out a criticism.

Jian Ziqing glared at her with disdain.

"I didn’t come here to argue with you. I just hope Young Master Mo respects the rules of the truth-or-dare game and doesn’t lie!"

Her voice sounded calm and composed, but her gaze turned pointedly toward Yan Xinxin.

"Lady Yan, if my words make you uncomfortable, I ask that you bear it and listen to the rest because these are the rules of the game!"

Every word and phrase she spoke carried thorns, obviously targeting her.

Yan Xinxin looked at her with a calm expression and placed her wine glass down serenely.

"Since Lady Jian is so brazen, I’m happy to play along."

"..."

Jian Ziqing clenched her fists tightly, rolled her eyes at Yan Xinxin, then turned to Mo Chuxi.

"Chuxi..."

"Splash—"

"Ah!"

Jian Ziqing screamed in shock.

Everyone was startled as well, not expecting Mo Chuxi to splash wine directly onto this woman’s face.

"Crash!"

Mo Chuxi, his posture icy-cold, slammed the wine glass onto the table, instantly shattering it.

"Chuxi?"

Jian Ziqing stood there, her face and hair soaked in wine, staring dumbfounded at the man whose expression was frostily detached.

"Does this help you sober up?"

He parted his thin lips, a chilling smile flickering in his long, narrow eyes.

"From start to finish, I’ve only ever been involved with Xinxin. You? Are you even worthy?"

"Chuxi, that night after college graduation..."

"The graduation ceremony wasn’t even over when I returned to the company. I wasn’t there. Are you still fantasizing that I took you to the hotel?"

"..."

Mo Chuxi’s words caused Jian Ziqing’s confident façade to crumble bit by bit.

"Let me remind you, back then there was a guy in the class who was particularly passionate in chasing after you—bringing you flowers and breakfast every day. Don’t you remember?"

Hearing his reminder, Jian Ziqing’s eyes glazed over, and her face visibly collapsed!

She hadn’t forgotten that guy!

Fat, short, ugly!

He had incessantly pursued her.

And she hadn’t outright rejected him, stringing him along, planning to use him to provoke Mo Chuxi. What did that hideous guy have to do with this!

"The majority of the class knew—you were drunk that night, and it was *him* who took you to the hotel to rest."

"..."

The blood drained from Jian Ziqing’s face, as though her very lifeline was being stripped away piece by piece.

Mo Chuxi cast her a faintly disdainful glance, completely unperturbed.

"Judging by how things looked, you probably had a good time that night. But next time, stop deluding yourself."

He spoke as he walked over to Yan Xinxin’s side, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.

"Otherwise, your false claims will disrupt the lives of others’ families. Wouldn’t you agree, darling?"