As her words fell, Mu Qianshui seemed satisfied to see the look of astonishment on Yan Xinxin’s face. "Curious, aren’t you?" Mu Qianshui deliberately teased. "But let me kindly warn you—if you truly find out, I’m afraid you won’t have the heart to marry Chuxi anymore!" "Well, I must thank you for your kind reminder." Yan Xinxin curled her pink lips into a prideful, faint smile. "To marry Chuxi in peace and become his Mrs. Mo, I have absolutely no interest in knowing who that man is! So kindly spare me the drama and keep your lips sealed!" Mu Qianshui never expected Yan Xinxin to react with such an attitude! "Are you done talking? Can I leave now?" Yan Xinxin gave her a graceful smile and then strode forward with her slender legs. Mu Qianshui stood rooted to the spot, angrily glaring at Yan Xinxin’s departing silhouette, when she suddenly noticed a young maid cheerfully approaching. "Hi! Xi! I knew you’d definitely come today!" "Hi! Sister Little Zi! I haven’t seen you for a few days, and you’ve become even prettier!" Hearing the cheerful response from the doorway, Mu Qianshui turned her head. As soon as she saw Mo Chuxi standing by the door, her face instantly turned pale with fright! Mu Qianshui stammered as she looked at him nervously. Mo Chuxi’s icy gaze lifted slightly. "Little Zi, take Xi to the garden." "Yes, Young Master Mo." The young maid named Little Zi promptly obeyed. "Come, Xi, let’s go play in the garden." New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novel⁂fire.net Yan Chenxi nodded enthusiastically. "Daddy, see you later." Mo Chuxi nodded lightly, and his cold, handsome face showed a rare, gentle smile. Watching Little Zi lead Yan Chenxi away, Mu Qianshui immediately felt the air around her turning suffocatingly heavy. "Chuxi, you’re here." Mu Qianshui feigned composure and gave Mo Chuxi a soft, gentle smile. But the moment his ice-cold gaze locked onto her, Mu Qianshui felt as if she had fallen straight into an icy abyss—the smile on her face froze instantly. "With such a dark mind, is your blood black too?" Mo Chuxi’s voice was sharp as frost. "Killing you would sully me, so I’ll let you keep your life. But when necessary, I’ll ensure you’ll never speak again." His tone was indifferent, yet the sheer force of his words turned Mu Qianshui’s face pale with fright! "If Xinxin learns from anyone other than me that I was the man who slept with her five years ago, you won’t live to see the sunrise." Mo Chuxi said coldly, casually slipping one hand into his pocket, then turned and walked away. Five years ago, that incident—if Yan Xinxin were ever to know, it would only be from his own lips. He wouldn’t allow anyone to mention that night to her before he did! Yan Xinxin was pulled into Mo Qingning’s room. Her room had a distinctly punk style, just like her short hair dyed a pale vine shade—trendy and fashionable. Her attire was quite androgynous: a cropped T-shirt, ripped jeans—simple yet chic. "I don’t think I’ve ever heard that Young Master Mo has a sister before. Qingqing, don’t you live here?" Yan Xinxin asked curiously. "Since I was born, I’ve been living abroad with my grandma. I rarely come back here. But this time, Big Young Master Mo summoned me urgently, so I had to put aside my graduate thesis and travel across mountains and seas to return." Mo Qingning answered with a soft smile as she walked toward her desk. "Was it Mo Chuxi who called you back? He summoned you... could it be just to deliver me a special gift?" "Mm-hmm, this gift is truly unique—it’s one of a kind in the world!" Mo Qingning flashed a mysterious smile, picked up something from the desk, then turned and handed it to Yan Xinxin. "Saozi, do you like it?"