Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife-Chapter 74 - 073-0: Lady Yan, You Know How to Use Your Capital Well

Chapter 74 - 073-074: Lady Yan, You Know How to Use Your Capital Well

"Do you think I would let you stay here unconditionally? Yan Xinxin, do you think I look like a good person?"

Mo Chuxi's long eyes narrowed slightly, exuding a hint of danger.

He leaned closer to Yan Xinxin, his deep, captivating face almost pressing up to hers.

"You look quite adorable when you're being foolish."

"..."

Yet, he clearly still had a girl he couldn't forget in his heart.

No, when that girl left him, she had been only six years old, and he just nine. At that young age, he didn't understand love, so there shouldn't have been an obsession with it—but didn't he still miss her?

If so, then why would he still be willing to act like this with her, Yan Xinxin...

Was it just a man's inherent desires?

A vague sense of melancholy crept into her chest, mixed with nervousness.

Yan Xinxin raised her hand and gently pushed Mo Chuxi.

"President Mo."

"You can call me by my name."

"..."

"..."

Yan Xinxin didn't know how she fell asleep. By the time she opened her eyes, the sun was already up.

She turned over in bed, still catching traces of Mo Chuxi's scent with each breath.

But suddenly, she realized something strange in her arms, as if she were holding onto something.

Yan Xinxin quickly opened her eyes to look, only to find—damn it—there was a stuffed bear in her embrace.

What was going on!

She had no idea what had happened while she was asleep, but she could be certain that after falling asleep, Mo Chuxi hadn't done anything to her.

Blushing furiously, Yan Xinxin got up in a hurry to freshen up, only to realize both Mo Chuxi and his son were nowhere to be found.

Had Xi gone out jogging with that guy again?

Puzzled, Yan Xinxin stepped into the kitchen to prepare breakfast, but she quickly discovered there were no ingredients available.

Yesterday, she had been so preoccupied with the campus forum's post that she hadn't noticed these things.

Speaking of that post, she had no idea how it had developed since then.

Yan Xinxin sighed softly and pulled out her phone.

"Ding-dong."

The doorbell chimed just at that moment.

Could it be Sheng Yehan again? Yan Xinxin set down her phone and walked over to open the door.

As the door swung open, Yan Xinxin saw an elegantly dressed wealthy lady standing there, her expression a mix of astonishment. Behind her stood a middle-aged woman who looked like a servant.

"Excuse me, you are...?"

Yan Xinxin asked politely, confused.

On Lin Yuan'ai's regal and graceful face, there was an icy expression. She scrutinized Yan Xinxin for a while, then stepped inside without hesitation.

Yan Xinxin hesitated—should she stop her, or let her go? Ultimately, she simply followed her inside.

Lin Yuan'ai casually tossed her designer handbag aside and sat directly on the sofa.

Her composed demeanor made it seem as though she owned the place.

Yan Xinxin took a few steps forward, realizing this wealthy woman's face was written with displeasure.

Despite the palpable tension, Yan Xinxin maintained her polite smile and stepped forward to greet her.

"Hello, may I ask..."

"Lady Yan, is it?"

Lin Yuan'ai interrupted, her tone cold and haughty, exuding an air of authority that could not be trifled with.

Yan Xinxin froze.

"You know me?"

With a cold laugh, Lin Yuan'ai glanced at Yan Xinxin.

"We've crossed paths twice. Once on the cover of a magazine that almost got published, and another time when you stepped through the Di Jue Group's front doors."

"..."

Hearing this, Yan Xinxin vaguely started to piece things together...

Seeing Yan Xinxin's dazed expression, Lin Yuan'ai scrutinized her closely, her gaze sweeping from head to toe.

"Lady Yan, you certainly know how to capitalize on your assets."

Lin Yuan'ai chuckled mockingly.

Yan Xinxin was taken aback, discomfort prickling at her from Lin Yuan'ai's words and gaze.

"Yan Xinxin, 23 years old, a junior studying jewelry design at Ancheng University, correct?"

"How do you know so much about me?"

Yan Xinxin's confusion grew deeper.

Lin Yuan'ai simply gave a chilling smile, before briskly tossing a check onto the table.

"Here's fifty thousand. Take the money and leave Chuxi immediately. I will never allow a shameless woman like you to step into the Mo family's home!"