Yan Xinxin wasn’t prepared, and Mo Chuxi’s question startled her somewhat. But she quickly found a smile despite her suppressed emotions. "So, Young Master Mo, are you sincerely marrying me, or are you just using me to get rid of your entanglement with Mu Qianshui?" "Yan Xinxin, do you really think I’m the kind of man who needs a woman to get rid of another woman?" Upon hearing his answer, Yan Xinxin pondered for a few seconds before fixing her serious gaze on him. "Fine, Mo Chuxi, I’ll marry you! Willingly!" "Then, Mrs. Mo, I look forward to walking this road together with you." She agreed, yet this night remained torturous for Yan Xinxin. She tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Her heart raced, not only because she knew her precious daughter might still be alive, but also because Mo Chuxi’s confession and proposal made it difficult for her to calm down. Yan Xinxin woke up early and quietly slipped out the door while Mo Chuxi was still sleeping. She arrived at a certain testing institution just as it was opening. Hesitating at the entrance, she looked down at the two strands of hair wrapped in a tissue in her hand. One was hers; the other was Mu Qianshui’s. She knew she shouldn’t overthink things, but she wanted to know the truth. Even if the small red heart-shaped birthmark on her waist could just be similar to someone else’s, she couldn’t understand why she always cried out "Brother Xi" in moments of peril! Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel★fire.net Thinking it over carefully and weighing her concerns, Yan Xinxin finally stepped inside... Early in the morning. Mu Qianshui saw the flood of gossip and trending headlines pushed to her phone and threw it onto the floor in a fit of rage. Mo Chuxi actually proposed to Yan Xinxin! And he did so in front of an audience! He really intends to marry this wretched woman named Yan Xinxin! Mu Qianshui’s face turned livid from anger. She quickly changed her clothes and stormed out the door. Her car stopped once again at the entrance of an old residential community. At this hour, large aunties and grandmothers, idle after their morning vegetable shopping, gathered at the stairwell to chat. When they spotted Mu Qianshui’s tall and glamorous figure, their eyes widened. "I’ve seen this woman on TV before!" "She’s the one who’s acted in so many dramas, what’s her name again!" Someone immediately recognized her. But Mu Qianshui paid no attention and strode directly toward Room 303 in a certain building! "Miss Qianshui, you’re here!" Ye Lirong greeted her with a face full of delight. As a crowd of curious and envious older women gathered at the stairwell to watch, Ye Lirong’s pride only grew. "Miss Qianshui, please come in and have a seat." She fawned over her with hospitality. Mu Qianshui entered the room with a cold face full of contempt. Ye Lirong swept a smug glance toward the old ladies at the doorway before shutting the door. "Miss Qianshui, please take a seat while I get you some water." Mu Qianshui cut her off coldly. "Are you home alone?" "My husband is out working, and Rou went out..." "I asked you, why haven’t you followed my instructions to persuade Yan Xinxin to stop clinging to Chuxi?" Her voice was icy, carrying an air of superiority. "I haven’t had time yet..." Mu Qianshui suddenly extended a hand and thrust a check before Ye Lirong. "Here’s one million yuan. As long as you can get Yan Xinxin to let go of Chuxi, this million is yours!" She offered a lucrative deal, her arrogant eyes catching a stunned Ye Lirong. One million—for someone like her—was practically a fortune! Indeed, Ye Lirong was momentarily shocked, but it wasn’t the crisp check in Mu Qianshui’s hand that surprised her. Instead, it was the S-shaped coffee-colored birthmark on Mu Qianshui’s right wrist! How could... How could it have this shape?!