Very quickly, a hand looped around her shoulder. Similarly, she didn’t need to see clearly who it was; this time, she could fully feel who the man holding her was.
This unique, crisp scent of orchid—besides Mo Chuxi, it could be no one else.
"Hey! That’s not Xu Nuo!"
Lu Chenxue exclaimed in surprise. The source of thɪs content is novel~fire~net
Only then did Yan Xinxin lift her eyes to see the man before her clearly.
It really was Xu Nuo.
But he had dyed his hair a light ash-blonde, giving him a look that carried more mischief and a roguish charm than before.
He actually came to BL as well.
Come to think of it, it wasn’t surprising. He had previously attended jewelry appraiser training courses, so he must have chosen this specialty too?
"I don’t care why you’re here, but bear this in mind: Xinxin is your Saozi!"
Mo Chuxi stressed, taking advantage of the moment to hold Yan Xinxin tightly.
Xu Nuo slid both hands into his pockets, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
"I was only saying hi to my Saozi. I didn’t expect her to get so nervous that she almost fell. I couldn’t bear to see Saozi fall, so I reached out to steady her."
Xu Nuo explained casually, lifting one brow with an air of indifference.
"Young Master Mo, there’s no need to be so tense. She’s yours—her heart’s with you. No one can take her away."
As he spoke, he stepped closer to Yan Xinxin, a faint smile gracing his refined face.
"It’s been a while. You look much more worn out than you did before the wedding, though. If this man is bullying you, you can come to me."
Mo Chuxi’s thin lips moved lightly as he uttered the name with a weighty undertone of gunpowder.
Just as he took a step forward, his hand was suddenly grasped tightly by a soft, warm hand.
He froze mid-step, lowering his gaze to the small woman holding his hand firmly.
Yan Xinxin raised her delicate lips slightly, offering Xu Nuo a gracious smile.
"Your brother treats me very well. I’m happy. I’ve just been having trouble adjusting to being here these past few days, so I haven’t been sleeping well. That’s why I don’t look so energetic."
She smiled as she spoke, her explanation for her tired appearance perfectly reasonable.
Xu Nuo nodded slightly upon hearing this.
"As long as you’re well."
He said as he strode away, his tall and elegant frame brushing past Mo Chuxi.
Mo Chuxi was still replaying what Yan Xinxin had said moments ago when he suddenly felt her slipping her hand out of his grasp, turning to leave.
He called her name, reaching out to grab her wrist.
"Where are you going?"
"Young Master Mo, Xinxin and I are planning to go out for something to eat. Afterward, we’ll discuss the design drafts together."
Sensing the strange tension, Lu Chenxue stepped forward to explain.
Yan Xinxin turned her head to look at him.
"You heard him. Can you let go now?"
Looking at Yan Xinxin’s indifferent profile, Mo Chuxi slowly loosened his grip.
Although she wasn’t entirely certain, Lu Chenxue couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something unusual between Mo Chuxi and Yan Xinxin.
Their tickets to return to Ancheng had already been rescheduled.
Mo Chuxi originally wanted to take Yan Xinxin back, but now that she had re-entered the Yan Xinxin state, she was no longer as obedient as Mu Qianyuan.
What he was certain of now, however, was that Mu Qianyuan was her primary personality, while Yan Xinxin was the secondary. When she was in the Yan Xinxin state, she remembered everything she did as Mu Qianyuan.
But when she was Mu Qianyuan, she was purely Mu Qianyuan, with no memory of her time as Yan Xinxin.
Ah Ding’s voice suddenly boomed from the restaurant entrance.
Mo Chuxi’s sharp eyebrows twitched slightly.
This guy—when would he ever learn even a fraction of his composure?
Yan Xinxin, who had just stepped a short distance outside the door, also heard Ah Ding’s voice.
"Young Master Mo, I brought what you asked for! So, are we going now, or..."