Yan Xinxin never expected Mo Chuxi to come in so suddenly.
She looked at him in surprise, the man's cold and handsome face was covered with frost, his gaze frightening.
"Chuxi, did you hear that? I've told you before, she's not a decent woman. Do you even know she's been in contact with that bastard, Xu Nuo?"
Lin Yuan'ai fanned the flames.
Mo Chuxi pressed his thin lips together, the curve of them cold and rigid to the extreme.
Yan Xinxin saw the obvious anger and displeasure on his face, but she merely turned her head indifferently.
"Chuxi, I don't want to see you being used by a scheming woman like her! Women like her, who sell their bodies for fame and fortune, don't deserve your protection!"
"Bad woman!"
Hearing Lin Yuan'ai's insulting and demeaning words about Yan Xinxin, little Yan Chenxi angrily picked up a tissue box from the cabinet and threw it at her.
"Bad woman! You're a bad woman! I hate you!"
Lin Yuan'ai was also a little annoyed.
