The bald-headed boy glared angrily at Yan Chenxi. "Let me show you just how amazing my dad is!" He shouted loudly, drawing the attention of many gaming customers around them. The bald-headed boy grew even more smug, reveling in the attention of the crowd. However, everyone’s attention was fixated on Yan Chenxi and Mo Chuxi, who was wearing sunglasses. "That little boy is so adorable!" "He’s already this handsome at such a young age. Imagine how striking he’ll be when he grows up!" "Is that his dad? He’s so good-looking!" Hearing these compliments, the bald-headed boy grew displeased. He ordered his bald dad decisively. The bald man glanced at Mo Chuxi, feeling immense pressure as he picked up the air rifle. "Dad, shoot quickly!" The bald-headed boy hurried him. The bald man wiped the sweat from his forehead, then nervously placed his trembling finger on the trigger. With a "bang," the target he aimed at fell accurately to the ground, and the bald man let out a sigh of relief. The first shot was a success, but there were nine more to go... The bald-headed boy clapped his hands with glee! Others around them also applauded. "Yan Chenxi, it’s your dad’s turn!" The bald-headed boy said smugly. Yan Chenxi confidently lifted his head to look at Mo Chuxi. Mo Chuxi curled his lips slightly, reached out his elegantly shaped hand to pick up the air rifle, checked the bullet count inside, and then coolly walked over to the shooting platform. "Oh my! This man is so handsome!" "I wish I could see what he looks like without the sunglasses!" Women nearby were already blushing and swooning over the graceful movements of Mo Chuxi. Mo Chuxi readied himself, lowering his gaze to give the bald-headed boy a subtle smile. "Kid, let me teach you a thing or two about life." He spoke, his sexy and crisp voice sending the onlookers swooning in admiration! As soon as his words landed, Mo Chuxi raised the air rifle, and almost without turning his head, the crowd heard "bang, bang, bang, bang..." ten consecutive shots. Ten little dolls were hit one after another and fell to the ground. The bald father and son were instantly petrified. Even little Yan Chenxi was taken aback. The surrounding crowd stared in shock, their jaws practically hitting the floor. Whoa... Whoa, my goodness! That marksmanship! That presence! That man! Mo Chuxi turned back, raised his hand, and removed his sunglasses, revealing a face that left everyone even more astonished and awestruck. "Do we need to keep competing?" "Oh my goodness! Isn’t he the Crown Prince of Di Jue Financial Group?!" The bald man’s expression changed instantly upon hearing this, sweat pouring as his air rifle clattered to the ground. "No, no competition!" He hurriedly said, scooping up his now utterly dumbfounded son. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novelFɪre.net "Wait! What about my prize?" Young Yan Chenxi stretched out his small hand casually but firmly. The bald man immediately handed over a thick stack of game tickets from his son’s hand with reverent care to Yan Chenxi. "I am so sorry, Young Master!" As soon as he said this, the father and son quickly scrambled away in embarrassment. Yan Chenxi beamed, waving his spoils of victory at Mo Chuxi. "My dad is absolutely the best!" He declared proudly, extending his adorable little hand. Mo Chuxi understood his meaning and reached out for a celebratory high-five. "Dad, didn’t you want to know what Xinxin likes? I’ll tell you now!" Day turned into night. Yan Xinxin received a call from her son saying that Mo Chuxi had taken him to the revolving restaurant at the Universal Center and was waiting for her and little Chenxi to join them for dinner. Considering her currently strained relationship with Mo Chuxi, Yan Xinxin hesitated but still decided to go. After all, she had asked Mo Chuxi to look after her son today. On this early summer evening, with a gentle warm breeze, Yan Xinxin held little Chenxi’s hand as they arrived at the base of the Universal Center. Suddenly, the towering building in front of them, with its silvery glass exterior, lit up with dazzling blue lights. Passersby, including Yan Xinxin and little Chenxi, all stopped in their tracks. Everyone instinctively looked up, seeing the blue lights forming a message on the building’s towering facade: "Yan Xinxin, will you marry me?"