CHAPTER 553: CHAPTER 553: SOFTLY COLLAPSING ONTO THE WARM BED

The matter has been laid out here, and everyone understands the truth behind it!

Turns out this woman slept with another man and spent years fantasizing that it was Young Master Mo!

Sustaining that fantasy for so long—it’s sort of pathetic, isn’t it?

"Chuxi, you’re absolutely right."

Yan Xinxin smiled confidently and glanced over at Jian Ziqing, who looked like a deflated balloon, utterly dispirited.

"Lady Jian, your attempts to stir things up did make me a bit jealous, but the outcome seems to have surprised you, hasn’t it?"

"..."

Jian Ziqing clenched her fists.

"But it’s not your fault. It’s Chuxi’s fault for being too handsome, which made him the object of your delusions. Still, sharing that delusion aloud really does invite ridicule. Next time, don’t do that, okay?"

"..."

Hearing Yan Xinxin’s loaded words, Jian Ziqing was already boiling with anger inside!

She came here to humiliate Yan Xinxin, to make her uncomfortable!

Who would’ve thought that instead, she’d end up humiliated herself and inadvertently sweetened the moment for Yan Xinxin!

"Get lost already! Stop embarrassing yourself here!"

"Exactly!"

"Never seen someone so shameless!"

A few female colleagues naturally stood up for Yan Xinxin.

Jian Ziqing wiped the wine off her face with a ferocious swipe, gritted her teeth, and stormed out of the private room indignantly.

"She should’ve left ages ago!"

"Totally! Xinxin, don’t let it get to you, okay?"

"I’m fine, thank you, everyone."

Yan Xinxin curved her lips into a faint smile, then lifted her gaze to meet Mo Chuxi’s eyes.

He was looking at her, his handsome brows raised slightly.

"You really didn’t fall for it? Didn’t even doubt me?"

"..."

Yan Xinxin lowered her head guiltily.

"Maybe... just a tiny bit..."

"Mm-hm."

Mo Chuxi chuckled softly.

"In that case, make sure you properly compensate me when we get home later."

"..."

"Uh-oh!"

Lu Chenxue suddenly looked panicked.

"That Jian Ziqing, she’s one of the judges for this jewelry design competition. Now that we’ve offended her, doesn’t this mean..."

Upon hearing this, everyone began to feel uneasy.

"What? Seriously? That woman is one of the judges for this competition?"

"We’re doomed! She’s definitely going to target Xinxin! What should we do now?"

"Don’t worry."

Yan Xinxin quickly smiled and reassured them.

"Trust that the competition will be conducted fairly and transparently."

"Exactly! Even if she tries to pull some tricks, don’t forget—we have Young Master Mo!"

One of the male colleagues shouted confidently.

Those who had been worried suddenly felt much more at ease.

That’s right, that’s right!

With Young Master Mo around, who would dare mess with Yan Xinxin? Aren’t they just asking for trouble?

Everyone relaxed and resumed their playful chatter.

Yan Xinxin turned away, only to see Lu Chenxue still looking anxious.

"Xue, don’t worry. It’ll be fine."

"Hmm, I hope so."

Lu Chenxue nodded with a smile, casually asking, "Xinxin, have you finalized the design yet? Did you come up with a name for the piece?"

"Yes, I plan to name it ’On the Moors.’"

Lu Chenxue nodded thoughtfully.

"Very poetic."

"Once the materials arrive tomorrow, I’ll start working on the final piece. There’s not much time left."

"With those skillful hands of yours, you’ll surely make it in time, won’t you?"

"..."

Mo Chuxi suddenly chimed in with this remark.

Yan Xinxin’s cheeks turned a little red.

The way this man was looking at her made her feel entirely uneasy.

After the gathering ended, it was already late at night.

Yan Xinxin had had a few drinks and was slightly tipsy.

When Mo Chuxi opened the door, Yan Xinxin walked straight to the large bed, grabbed a pillow, and sprawled limply across the plush mattress.

Mo Chuxi strode over with his long legs.

"Yan Xinxin, shouldn’t you apologize for doubting my integrity earlier, hmm?"

As he approached her, he suddenly noticed something unusual about Yan Xinxin.

She was softly whimpering and held her head as though in pain.

Mo Chuxi’s heart skipped a beat, and he rushed to her side.

"Xinxin?"