The atmosphere was already silent, but when this man shouted, his voice was so loud that everyone froze momentarily before lifting their gazes, including Young Master Mo. He had long since been unable to hold back, wanting to tear apart this vile woman, Yan Zhirou! Content orıginally comes from 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵·𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮·𝓷𝓮𝓽 Every word this woman spoke was asking for death! It made him want to slash her into a thousand pieces! But at this moment, the abrupt shout interrupted him. The crowd was still cursing Yan Zhirou for her shameless behavior, not expecting yet another person to stir up trouble. Yan Xinxin was also confused. She didn’t know who was stepping in to stop Yan Zhirou. This voice was so unfamiliar; she had never heard it before and had no way of guessing who it was. But she knew very well what Yan Zhirou intended to say next, and she could absolutely not allow such a thing to happen! Mo Chuxi was the eldest son of the top wealthy family in Ancheng, and her status already did not match his. If it were exposed that his fiancée had encountered such an ordeal five years ago and had even given birth to two children, his reputation would be severely damaged. She was adamant that such a thing could not happen! Having walked this path, she knew Mo Chuxi had constantly been protecting her. She, too, would not permit anyone to tarnish Mo Chuxi’s reputation! The man walked closer. Under the bright lights, his appearance could be seen clearly. He looked about thirty-something, his hair dyed yellow, with a delinquent demeanor. Yan Xinxin studied him in confusion. She didn’t recognize this man at all, but his abrupt words to stop Yan Zhirou—could he be targeting her? As she felt puzzled, to her surprise, the yellow-haired man walked straight up to her, Yan Xinxin! He looked at her with an expression of heartache. "Xinxin, I’m sorry. I’m late. I made you suffer." Yan Xinxin was bewildered. Mo Chuxi was also slightly startled. Everyone present was shocked! "Could this thug be Yan Xinxin’s ex-boyfriend?" "He looks so sleazy—it’s disgusting!" "This is truly interesting. For an ordinary woman like Yan Xinxin, her life sure is lively!" Many women whispered among themselves, gossiping away and ready for yet another scoop! Yan Xinxin looked at the disheveled man in front of her, feeling nothing but confusion. The man looked at Yan Xinxin as though wounded, stepping closer again. The pungent, unpleasant smell of cigarettes wafted over, and Yan Xinxin instinctively stepped back. "Xinxin, how could you have forgotten me? I’m..." Mo Chuxi suddenly stepped forward coldly, his handsome face expressionless, grabbing Yan Xinxin’s hand and pulling her protectively to his side. His words were icy, and his cold gaze momentarily swept over the yellow-haired man and Yan Zhirou with piercing sharpness. There was no need to ask further—he had already guessed what these two were plotting. Yan Zhirou was truly deranged in her attempts to set Yan Xinxin up! "Mo Chuxi, do you know him?" Yan Xinxin looked up in confusion at the man whose cold face was as unyielding as iron; something was clearly off with his expression. "I don’t know him, nor do I need to know him." Mo Chuxi opened his thin lips and said coldly. "Call security to throw this man out for me." "I haven’t finished speaking! I won’t leave!" The yellow-haired man shouted, putting on an indignant display, shouting and causing a scene. "Young Master Mo, I know you’re powerful! Someone like me, just a commoner, can’t afford to mess with you. But you can’t stop me from taking my child’s mother away!" Mo Chuxi’s handsome face instantly darkened as though shrouded in ink. "I’m talking about her—Yan Xinxin! She’s the mother of my child!"