A night alternates.
Morning light cascaded through the window, falling gently onto Yan Xinxin's delicate face. Her long curled lashes fluttered faintly, and she finally opened her eyes slowly.
But the moment her eyes opened, Yan Xinxin was stunned!
A serene and unblemished sleeping face was magnified right before her eyes!
Her complexion turned pale as snow almost instantly.
Yan Xinxin could hardly believe that the scene from five years ago was repeating itself!
She had unexpectedly and inexplicably ended up with a strange man... again.
This was absolutely unforgivable!
"Awake?"
The man's magnetic voice brushed past her ear like fine wine.
Yan Xinxin's hands froze mid-motion as she was dressing. When she lifted her head, her startled eyes collided with a pair of deep, shadowy eyes like the night.
Fragments of last night's moments suddenly surged into her mind, leaving her face flushed and pale in alternation.
Mo Chuxi stared at the nervous, rosy-cheeked face before him. His thin lips curved slightly, almost imperceptibly.
Just as Mo Chuxi was about to speak, his phone suddenly rang.
Seeing Mo Chuxi about to answer the call, Yan Xinxin hurriedly dressed and prepared to run towards the door.
"Is what you said true?"
Mo Chuxi's brows furrowed deeply as he listened to the voice over the phone. His cold gaze turned sharply toward Yan Xinxin, who was rushing to the door.
Not bothering with the details, Yan Xinxin's mind went blank from the overwhelming situation. She only wanted to flee, just like five years ago.
However, as she cracked the door open, her arm was suddenly seized by an overpowering and domineering force.
"Bang!"
The door slammed shut with such weight that she vaguely heard chaotic noises outside. Before she could react, Mo Chuxi had her cornered against the door panel.
"Let go of me!"
Yan Xinxin's face turned crimson as she struggled vehemently.
Being this close, she couldn't help but recall the scenes from last night.
The man's aura was simply too powerful, enough to frighten her into submission.
"Tell me—who sent you here?"
Mo Chuxi's elegant fingers pinched Yan Xinxin's delicate, pointed chin as his icy voice demanded an answer.
Yan Xinxin found the question absurd, but felt an inexplicable fear of the man before her.
"I don't understand what you're saying! Let me go now!"
"Don't understand?"
Mo Chuxi sneered coldly, his piercing icy eyes locking firmly onto hers.
"..."
Yan Xinxin's face flushed red at his straightforward interrogation.
"I don't even know you!..."
Last night, they celebrated Yan Zhirou's successful appointment at Di Jue Financial Group. She had drank just one glass of wine and ended up completely unconscious.
But she truly couldn't comprehend why a strange man would appear in her room—and what had happened...
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
In the tense silence, knocks resounded at the door.
It sounded like there were quite a few people outside—what was going on?
Yan Xinxin froze in fear, her nerves taut like a bowstring.
Mo Chuxi's face darkened as he grasped Yan Xinxin's small hand and led her deeper inside.
"What are you doing?! Let me go! Last night must be a misunderstanding—I really don't know what happened..."
Yan Xinxin tried to explain, but before her words were fully spoken, Mo Chuxi tossed her onto the bed.
She retreated instinctively like a frightened deer, her bright, crystalline eyes glaring defensively at the furious man before her.
"You want money, don't you? How much? I'll give it to you!"
Yan Xinxin didn't know why she said that, but she only wanted to escape as quickly as possible.
"You'll give me money?"
Mo Chuxi's chest tightened, his face clouding over with anger.
"Do you even realize what you're saying?"
"Of course I do! If I give you money, we can settle this cleanly!"
Yan Xinxin raised her bright, clear eyes in defiance.
Mo Chuxi's gaze grew colder, his sharp icy eyes scanning over her thoroughly.
Elegant brows, a refined nose, rose-pink lips, and pearly teeth; her complexion was fair, her wide, catlike eyes fixated defensively on him. No matter how he looked at her, Yan Xinxin seemed like a freshly-grown young adult.
And those eyes—they felt strangely familiar...
But as his gaze fell upon her clothing, Mo Chuxi's brows furrowed tightly.
"You're a student at Ancheng University?"
"..."
Yan Xinxin's heart skipped a beat, her beautiful eyes widening in shock as she stared at Mo Chuxi. Her palms instantly felt icy cold.
He knew she was a student at Ancheng University!
She was finished!
Mo Chuxi's upturned phoenix eyes scrutinized the panic-stricken Yan Xinxin from above.
"If you dare leave this room now, don't even think about making it in Ancheng—or graduating smoothly."
"..."
Was he... threatening her?
Yan Xinxin clenched her fists tightly, seething but too afraid to speak out.
She didn't know why, but the man before her exuded an aura of danger—and an undeniable, oppressive presence.
This feeling told Yan Xinxin that this man was not someone she could afford to provoke. Her life had been difficult enough—she didn't want to make things worse for herself.
Beyond the door, the sounds of people moving could still be heard. Yan Xinxin felt perplexed and tried calling Yan Zhirou, but no one answered. She also tried her house, but still, no response.
At this time, Xi should already be at kindergarten, right? I didn't come home last night—would he be worried?
Yan Xinxin's thoughts were a chaotic mess, while the atmosphere in the room remained tight and suffocating.
Mo Chuxi emerged from the bathroom after finishing his wash-up, dressed impeccably in a suit. His cold, regal elegance and irresistibly striking features exuded an allure that made it impossible for women to look away.
Yan Xinxin widened her bright starry eyes as she stared at him. The more she looked, the more she felt that this man's features oddly resembled her son's. Was it just her imagination?
As she watched him closely, she saw Mo Chuxi answering another phone call. His voice was captivating—low, magnetic, and sensuous, yet clean and clear. Though seemingly indifferent, his tone demanded authority.
"Come with me."
"Huh?"
Yan Xinxin lifted her head, confirming that Mo Chuxi was speaking to her.
"Follow you? Why should I go with you? What are you planning to do?"