Amidst the crowd, a deep, magnetic male voice suddenly echoed.
Just three simple words, yet they carried a force that shattered through the ears of everyone present.
All those nearby turned instinctively towards the sound, immediately catching sight of the strikingly refined figure that emerged from the throng.
Mo Chuxi strode forward with long, confident steps, his imposing presence akin to a ruler, as he walked up to Yan Xinxin’s side.
She hadn’t anticipated his sudden appearance, but in that moment, Yan Xinxin felt as though a protective umbrella had opened above her, shielding her from all the storm of malicious intent around.
Mo Chuxi’s commanding aura, ever-present like a shadow, made the probing media reporters quietly set down their tools without so much as a glance from him.
Mu Qianshui’s breath hitched as her gaze clashed with Mo Chuxi’s sharp, blade-like eyes, forcing her to hurriedly shift her vision elsewhere in guilty panic.
Mo Chuxi looked at her coldly.
"If you, Mu, the renowned actress, aren’t afraid of Yan Xinxin stealing your spotlight, then why lock her in your apartment?"
He spoke bluntly, not bothering to spare her dignity.
Mu Qianshui’s face froze. "Chuxi, you misunderstood me..."
"Don’t talk to me about misunderstandings. Do you think I’ll sit idly by like the naive onlookers and let you toy with me?"
Mu Qianshui was stunned, completely unprepared for Mo Chuxi to humiliate her so publicly under broad daylight.
"You paid to push Yan Xinxin into trending hot topics, inciting your fans to verbally abuse and dox her—what are your intentions? Are you afraid this rising star will eclipse your fame as a celebrated actress?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Qianshui’s face instantly turned ghostly pale, and a ripple of unease washed over her body.
"And for those of you here itching to learn about my relationship with Yan Xinxin? Fine, I’ll tell you now."
Mo Chuxi’s composed and steady tenor spilled from his lips, and just as Yan Xinxin’s heart surged with anxiousness, his hand slid around her shoulder protectively.
"Xinxin is my student—the one I, Mo Chuxi, have personally chosen."
Yan Xinxin’s lips fell open, her eyes widened in shock as she gazed at the man’s chiseled side profile, her heartbeat pounding erratically.
The surrounding crowd, too, wore expressions of absolute disbelief.
"Yan Xinxin is an incredibly talented young woman. Through her sheer ability, she has earned a position in the jewelry design department of our Di Jue Financial Group. She has also become the sole protégé of our mysterious chief designer. I believe, in the near future, she will blossom into an exceptional jewelry designer herself."
As Mo Chuxi spoke, he lowered his gaze and smiled warmly at Yan Xinxin.
"Of course, given the vast scope of departments under Di Jue Financial Group, if Xinxin is interested, I’m more than willing to train her for the entertainment industry as well."
His icy, piercing eyes shifted toward Mu Qianshui’s stiff face with a sharp sweep.
"Di Jue Film and Television may have created one award-winning actress, but there will be a second. And rest assured, that second one will outshine the first."
It was evident to everyone that this statement was directed squarely at Mu Qianshui.
As for Mo Chuxi’s protectiveness towards Yan Xinxin, there was no need for further elaboration—everyone could see it clearly.
"Xinxin hasn’t been in the best mental state recently. I don’t want to see her being harassed by anyone. Should you have any questions, you can come to me, Mo Chuxi. But if you dare stir up trouble maliciously, my legal team will be ready to handle it!"
These domineering words, laden with warning, carried an unmistakable implication.
Mo Chuxi turned, clasping Yan Xinxin’s hand, his gentle gaze enveloping her.
Just as he turned around, a soft and tender voice suddenly called out.
The crowd looked around curiously for the source of the sound, soon spotting little Chenxi, who was laboring furiously with her tiny legs as she ran towards Mo Chuxi. She swiftly stretched out her arms and hugged his long legs tightly.