Watch your performance?
Yan Xinxin blinked her beautiful eyes, gazing into Mo Chuxi's long, narrow phoenix eyes, and suddenly had a shiver.
"Young Master Mo, I will definitely perform well!"
Mo Chuxi paused in confusion, raising his eyes with some interest to look at Yan Xinxin.
Yan Xinxin clutched the bath towel tightly, her fresh and delicate face serious and focused.
"Starting tomorrow, I'll clean thoroughly every day, prepare your breakfast and dinner, take care of all the household chores in the apartment—I'll make sure you're satisfied!"
After hearing Yan Xinxin's speech, Mo Chuxi frowned.
"This is what you mean by performing well?"
Yan Xinxin froze, faintly sensing that Mo Chuxi seemed somewhat displeased.
"Yan Xinxin, I heard you're a top student at Ancheng University, with high intelligence. Seems like that's a misunderstanding?"
There was obvious sarcasm in Mo Chuxi's words.
"I'm going to sleep. Get out."
The man parted his lips, issuing a cold order for her to leave as he strode toward the large bed.
From the moment she'd been pulled in until now, Yan Xinxin truly wanted to leave immediately, but now...
Yan Xinxin quickly followed Mo Chuxi's steps, looking worried.
"President Mo, if I have done anything that offended you, I hope you can overlook it. I beg you to help my father!"
Mo Chuxi remained unmoved and continued walking.
Yan Xinxin suddenly stepped forward, trying to grab Mo Chuxi. Unexpectedly, her shoe slipped...
Her body lost balance all at once, and instinctively she let out a soft cry. Hearing the commotion, Mo Chuxi calmly turned around.
But the moment he turned, he saw Yan Xinxin stumbling toward him.
Mo Chuxi furrowed his brow and immediately extended his hand to steady her, but as soon as his arm circled her waist, with a "thud," she landed directly on top of him on the bed!
The soft and fragrant sensation of her pressing against him happened completely by accident.
Yan Xinxin froze, lying there as if paralyzed, on top of Mo Chuxi.
Mo Chuxi's Adam's apple moved slightly. He reached out to grip Yan Xinxin's waist and flipped them over in one swift motion, reversing their positions.
Seeing the man now pressing down on her, Yan Xinxin was stunned, her cheeks heating up uncontrollably.
"Mo Chuxi, you, you let me go! I won't ask for your help anymore!"
Yan Xinxin panicked, her beautiful pupils darting around nervously, but in the end, she was firmly trapped by him.
Mo Chuxi let out a low chuckle, raising his pale hand with distinct knuckles to gently hold Yan Xinxin's chin. His handsome face lowered, his faintly intoxicating aura soon surrounding her.
"Mo Chuxi, you, what are you trying to do?"
Yan Xinxin stared at him with wide eyes, helpless and flustered.
Mo Chuxi parted his lips and leaned closer, his warm breath tickling her ear like the faint touch of a feather.
"If you truly want me to help you, then show me the proper attitude for asking favors."
The deep tone swept past her ears, and Yan Xinxin clenched her fists nervously, her breaths becoming uneven.
Mo Chuxi's thin lips brushed faintly against her smooth cheek, his deep gaze suddenly locking onto Yan Xinxin's eyes.
"Do I need to spell it out more clearly? Hmm?"
Yan Xinxin froze, nervously biting her lip. She seemed to understand Mo Chuxi's intentions now.
Panicking, Yan Xinxin watched as Mo Chuxi lowered his head closer, his sensual lips almost touching hers...