She wants to confess to him?
Mo Chuxi’s heartbeat paused slightly, and he lifted his piercing gaze to meet Yan Xinxin’s clear and beautiful star-like eyes.
The clarity in her gaze was unlike his own, always so deep and unfathomably mysterious.
He held her, seated on his lap, his arm gently wrapped around her slender waist.
"Mrs. Mo wants to confess something to me? Did you do something to betray me?"
"Well, I think this could be considered letting my husband down."
Yan Xinxin gave a faint smile, but upon hearing her words, Mo Chuxi’s expression instantly changed.
"It’s about what happened five years ago."
She spoke, her soft voice catching him before his expression darkened completely.
Mo Chuxi froze, his gaze and demeanor becoming even more intense than moments before.
Yan Xinxin looked at him, her bright eyes dimming slightly but remaining composed.
"Five years ago, I had just turned 18. That night, I went to attend a classmate’s birthday party. The whole class was invited, and I went too."
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Mo Chuxi’s handsome features stayed frozen.
Listening to Yan Xinxin recalling and describing that year, that night, an overwhelming sense of guilt enveloped him inescapably.
"That day was a Friday. I was the duty student, so I finished my schoolwork and chores before heading to the hotel—your Di Jue-owned Universal Star International Hotel on No.1 Street."
He gazed at the elegant curve of her side profile, his thin lips parting gently.
"Then I arrived a bit late, probably around 9 p.m.? Everyone was still having fun. I didn’t have time to change clothes, so I went to the hotel in my school uniform, but..."
Yan Xinxin paused, her small hand gently tightening into a fist.
"But I went to the wrong place. I was supposed to head to the restaurant area, but somehow I ended up in the hotel’s guest room section."
As she reached this part of her story, Mo Chuxi’s heart clenched piece by piece, invisibly and painfully.
"I couldn’t find my way. I wanted to locate the exit, but as I turned a corner past a guest room, the door suddenly opened..."
Yan Xinxin’s voice grew quieter and quieter. Mo Chuxi noticed her gaze drop and her soft brows knit themselves lightly.
"That man was so strong. He pulled me into the room, and I couldn’t break free. The room was dark, and I only smelled a faint fragrance in the air—but I couldn’t see anything."
Yan Xinxin recalled the moment deeply.
"His body was so hot at first I thought he was sick and needed help, but I was wrong. He only wanted a target to vent his desires on, and I just happened to become his prey."
"I screamed for help, begged him, but it was useless. He... tormented me all night. I vaguely recall hearing him say something by my ear, but I was in so much pain, so miserable. I don’t remember anything, nor do I want to recall the details of his cruelty. When I woke up after fainting, I just left."
Returning from the weighty memories, Yan Xinxin raised her delicate face with a faint smile to look at the stunned Mo Chuxi.
"Later, I discovered I was pregnant with Xi and Chun. And then, my mom told me that Chun was born with heart failure and passed away shortly after."
She sighed softly, her eyes reddening, but she quickly lifted her lips into a smile and wrapped her arms around Mo Chuxi’s neck.
"But now I see hope. Mo Chuxi, you must find out the truth quickly. As long as Chun is still alive, I have nothing more to ask for."
She smiled tearfully, holding him and leaning into his embrace.
As she inhaled the faint orchid-like scent emanating from him, her heart steadied.
Mo Chuxi stayed dazed, his hold tightening around Yan Xinxin bit by bit as he felt her soft warmth in his arms. His finely shaped brows etched with guilt and heartfelt ache.
"I’m sorry, Yan Xinxin. It was I who hurt you."