Seeing Mo Chuxi still having a look of skepticism, Yan Xinxin bit her lip and followed with a contemptuous gaze.
"Knock, knock, knock."
At this moment, the glass door of the office was knocked.
With a cold expression, Mo Chuxi glanced indifferently at the silent Yan Xinxin beside him before finally opening his lips, "Come in."
Entering the room was Mo Chuxi's assistant, Ah Ding. He hurriedly walked in, holding a magazine in his hand. He glanced at Yan Xinxin standing to one side and showed a brief look of surprise, then swiftly walked to the desk, handing the magazine to Mo Chuxi.
"Mr. Mo, look at this."
Yan Xinxin didn't know what Mo Chuxi had seen, but from the expression on his face, she could feel that it wasn't anything good.
As she was still puzzled, Mo Chuxi's sharp gaze suddenly locked onto her, and Yan Xinxin inexplicably felt a chill spread through her body, shivering uncontrollably.
What the hell?
Did I provoke him again?
"Mr. Mo, what do we do now?"
Assistant Ah Ding asked anxiously, looking at Mo Chuxi.
"I'll handle this. Leave now."
The man calmly withdrew his gaze, his slender fingers tapping rhythmically and steadily on the table.
Ah Ding nodded and, as he turned to leave, glanced at Yan Xinxin, his expression momentarily showing hesitation as he furrowed his brows.
"..."
Faced with this unexpected criticism, Yan Xinxin was bewildered and wanted to say something back, but Ah Ding shook his head pityingly and left.
"Hey, don't walk away! Explain yourself properly!"
"Yan Xinxin."
Mo Chuxi suddenly spoke, and when Yan Xinxin turned her head, she saw that refined and cold face.
"You like money, right? Then make a deal with me."
"..." A deal?
When she heard those words, Yan Xinxin immediately felt a strong sense of rejection, but upon seeing the magazine Mo Chuxi was handing her, her resistance quickly turned into panic and chaos.
"How… how could this kind of thing exist?"
Yan Xinxin's petite hands trembled slightly as she held the magazine.
The cover prominently displayed a striking image of her and Mo Chuxi, along with photos of both of them entering and leaving the hotel room!
The facial features in the images were remarkably clear—it only took one glance to recognize them!
From being intoxicated to losing control, then being captured by a hidden camera and ending up on a magazine cover—it didn't seem like Yan Zhirou was simply trying to sell her out.
Yan Zhirou admired Mo Chuxi so much, so there was no way she would scheme to set her up with him, much less willingly expose the fact that she and Mo Chuxi spent the night together in a room. Then what exactly was going on here?
Yan Xinxin felt like her head was about to explode!
"Yan Xinxin, you have no other option."
Mo Chuxi's deep voice came through, his dark eyes lightly settling on Yan Xinxin's delicate features, as if shrouded in a faint light, veiling an indistinct aura of danger and mystery.
"Understand that if the events of last night are fully exposed, you won't be able to continue your studies at Ancheng University, let alone graduate successfully, unless you agree to cooperate with me."
Upon hearing this, Yan Xinxin's heart was instantly drowned in despair.
Mo Chuxi furrowed his brow slightly before turning back to his seat, always maintaining that noble and elegant demeanor.
"Once you've made up your mind, come to me. You only have one day to think about it."
Yan Xinxin clenched her hands tightly and suddenly lifted her starry eyes.
"I have a son!"
"I want you, not your son. He's irrelevant."
"..."
Yan Xinxin was speechless. Then Mo Chuxi's phone suddenly vibrated.
He glanced at the screen, his gaze shifting slightly before looking at Yan Xinxin again.
"I have matters to deal with now. You can leave."
Such a sudden change in attitude.
Yan Xinxin bit her pearly teeth and muttered angrily, "Fine, I'll leave! What's so great about you anyway!"
Her grumbling words reached Mo Chuxi's ears, causing him to slightly knit his brows as he watched Yan Xinxin's petite figure retreating. At the same time, he swiped his slender fingers across the screen and answered the call.
The voice on the other end soon came through—a composed and elegant female voice, probing cautiously.
"Chuxi, today I saw an interesting piece of gossip. It says you spent the night at a hotel with a female student from Ancheng University."
Lin Yuan'ai paused for a moment.
"Chuxi, I'm not trying to interfere in your private matters, but you're about to take the position of associate professor at the university, and now you've been caught in a scandal like this…"
"I'd like to see who dares to call it a scandal when Mo Chuxi is openly dating his own girlfriend."
Mo Chuxi calmly stated, his words leaving the usually composed Lin Yuan'ai stunned and momentarily incredulous.
"What did you say? That woman is your girlfriend? You're in a relationship with her?"
"Is there a problem?"
"Of course there's a problem!"
Lin Yuan'ai immediately objected.
"Qianshui is about to return to the country. You two are on the verge of getting engaged. I want you to end things with that female student immediately. As for the Mo family's Madam position, I only recognize Qianshui!"
Facing his domineering mother, Mo Chuxi remained calm and composed, his deep eyes scanning through Yan Xinxin's background information as his thin lips parted.
"I can't stop you from believing in whoever you want, but I can tell you this—right now, the person I recognize is called Yan Xinxin."