Mo Chuxi caught onto this word, and by the time he reacted, Yan Xinxin had already entered the elevator holding her son's hand.
Isn't Yan Xinxin this little one's mother?
Why did he call her sister?
Mo Chuxi knitted his attractive eyebrows and looked down at the little dumpling he was holding in his hand.
From this angle, the faint eyebrows, the delicate little nose, and the pink little mouth clearly resembled Yan Xinxin a lot.
"Little one, what's your name?"
Mo Chuxi opened his lips and asked, was he wrong, or did Yan Xinxin call him Little Chenxi? Was he also called Chenxi?
After waiting for a few seconds, Mo Chuxi didn't get a response from Little Chenxi. He looked intently and noticed the little guy wasn't even paying attention to him; instead, he was looking down, twisting the corner of his clothes with his other chubby white hand.
Mo Chuxi's brows furrowed even tighter.
This little one, last night, didn't accept her chocolate, and now he's getting angry with him?
So, does he really have to bring this little one to the company today?
It's eight-thirty in the morning, just fifteen minutes before the first class of the morning.
Yan Xinxin ran all the way to the dorm to get her textbooks and then hurried toward the teaching building.
Too many things have happened these past few days, and her routine and life have been a mess.
Yan Xinxin rushed into the classroom just in time to see it was already full, and the atmosphere seemed very lively.
Yan Xinxin was looking for someone's spot when the person timely called out.
Lan Xuan was Yan Xinxin's best friend in the class. Lan Xuan came from a wealthy family, had a radiant, charming appearance, and a perfect figure with a voluptuous chest, slim waist, long legs, and a straightforward, amiable personality. So many boys had fallen for her that they couldn't count with both hands.
Yan Xinxin smiled slightly at Lan Xuan, and just as she was about to walk over, she suddenly realized that the entire classroom had gone quiet.
What's even stranger is that everyone's gaze seemed to be on her, especially the eyes of the girls, which were indescribably complicated.
Yan Xinxin held her textbook tightly, walking toward Lan Xuan with a bit of apprehension.
Could it be that the media had already published the story of me and Mo Chuxi spending the night at the hotel?
Is that why these girls are looking at me with eyes full of envy and jealousy?
"Excuse me... is Yan Xinxin here?"
Just as Yan Xinxin reached her seat, a cold yet polite female voice came from the classroom doorway.
The fifty-some pairs of eyes in the class all turned towards the classroom door, and Yan Xinxin was taken aback before looking back.
"Wow! It's Luo Yiyi!"
"Indeed, she's the top school beauty of Ancheng University; she's mesmerizingly beautiful!"
Upon hearing the comments from the boys and girls around her, Yan Xinxin looked up and indeed saw Luo Yiyi.
Luo Yiyi was in the art department, with a perfectly oval face and beautiful almond-shaped eyes—she was the epitome of great beauty. Her academic performance was excellent, and she came from a powerful background; it was said that all her family elders were officials.
She stood at the classroom door, tall and graceful, with long wavy, honey-colored hair cascading smoothly over her shoulders, making most of the boys in the class highly excited.
But Yan Xinxin was very confused. She didn't know Luo Yiyi at all; why would she be looking for her?
While pondering, Yan Xinxin happened to meet Luo Yiyi's almond eyes directly, and just in that instant, Yan Xinxin felt a hint of hostility.
Beside her, Lan Xuan rested her chin in her hand and sighed.
"Yan Xinxin, you're in big trouble now."
Yan Xinxin was puzzled, "What do you mean?"
Lan Xuan teased as she looked her way, "Yan Xinxin, do you know who just came looking for you?"