Isn’t that just a good morning kiss!
Yan Xinxin furrowed her beautiful, straight brows, sensing that something was amiss.
The woman’s voice sounded familiar, as if it was... that woman called Jian Ziqing?
While guessing, she stood up and walked toward the door.
She called his name softly, her voice tender.
As she approached the door, she saw Mo Chuxi toss the bouquet of red roses onto the ground.
"Don’t make me nauseous!"
He said with disdain, shutting the door as he finished.
Yan Xinxin didn’t know what had happened, but just as the door closed, she caught a glimpse of Jian Ziqing’s hurt and sorrowful expression.
Recalling the things Jian Ziqing had deliberately said yesterday, Yan Xinxin curled her lips slightly, casting an ambiguous smile at Mo Chuxi.
"Did your ex-girlfriend come to ask for a good morning kiss?"
Mo Chuxi’s hand paused on the door handle, then he turned around, his sharp brows already knitted together.
"She came to you yesterday?"
"She even came over specifically to tell me that she’s your ex-girlfriend."
Upon hearing those words, Mo Chuxi’s expression darkened.
"I need to focus on preparing for the competition, you should get busy with your own stuff too!"
Yan Xinxin said lightly before turning away, but Mo Chuxi strode forward and tightly wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.
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He held her close, his soft breath falling beside her ear.
"Xinxin, you’re the only one I’ve ever loved."
Yan Xinxin smiled faintly at his words, her rosy lips curling slightly.
She spoke, turning her face sideways and planting a small kiss at the corner of his lips.
"Mua~ Now that’s a real good morning kiss."
Mo Chuxi froze for a moment.
Yan Xinxin smiled and slipped out of his embrace.
Yet the sweet taste lingering on his lips seeped straight into his heart.
He stared blankly as she walked to the wardrobe, took off her sleepwear, and elegantly changed into a dress.
She turned her head to smile at him, radiating the youthful charm of an eighteen-year-old, alongside the innocent and carefree spirit Mu Qianyuan had as a child.
It was still that dessert shop from yesterday.
Yan Xinxin held a pencil and focused intently as she sketched on the paper.
Compared to yesterday, her tranquil face now carried a slight smile, with a delicate blush blooming beneath her fair complexion. She looked vibrant and refreshed.
Lu Chenxue rested her chin on her hands, leaning closer with a grin.
"Xinxin, do you know that your face right now is practically shouting four words?"
Yan Xinxin paused mid-sketch, then lifted her eyes.
"My face has words on it?"
"Yep, yep, yep! Those four words are: ’I’m so happy!’"
"Love really makes a difference, huh?"
At this point, Yan Xinxin finally understood what she meant.
Her cheeks warmed slightly as she lowered her head, focusing back on the creative composition in her heart.
"The competition submission deadline is coming up, so I just want to finalize the design soon. Later, I need to show it to Young Master Xiao to see if it’s suitable."
Upon hearing this, Lu Chenxue’s eyes sparkled.
"So, you’ve already set the overall theme of the design?"
Yan Xinxin stopped her pencil and then picked up the draft.
Lu Chenxue reached out to take it, studying it carefully before showing a hint of amazement in her expression.
Yan Xinxin nodded with a smile.
"Nowadays, chokers are highly popular among women. Moreover, the competition requires the production cost of materials to stay under five thousand dollars. I think this design could target upscale professionals and socialites."
"It’s so beautiful! Look, it incorporates the silhouette of the butterfly with fluttering wings, fitting perfectly with the theme of blossoming."
"I think so too. I plan to use sheer fabric and lace for the edging, with an overall smoky purple color scheme."
Yan Xinxin smiled with satisfaction, her lips curving gently.
"It’s finalized! I’ll work on the computer rendering later."
She stood up as she spoke.
"I’m going to grab a salted caramel cupcake and head back to the hotel afterward. Xue, do you want one too?"
"Uh... sure, I’ll take one too. Thanks, Xinxin."
Yan Xinxin smiled as she turned to leave. Lu Chenxue looked down at the design in her hand, her fingers trembling slightly, then she picked up her phone...