"Yan Xinxin, come here."
Young Master Mo called out once again, his alluring eyes locked onto her confused little face.
"Xinxin, what are you spacing out for? Teacher Mo is calling you! Hurry up and go!"
Lan Xuan nudged Yan Xinxin's shoulder as a reminder.
Yan Xinxin had no choice but to stand up and walk over.
"Damn, I bet Yan Xinxin and Young Master Mo definitely aren't just a teacher and student relationship!"
A girl stared at Yan Xinxin with suspicion.
"Then what could it be? Do you seriously think Young Master Mo would fancy her?"
B girl sneered, though her jealousy was evident as she envied Yan Xinxin's porcelain-like skin and perfectly proportioned figure.
"I don't believe Young Master Mo would like her either. Sure, Yan Xinxin is beautiful, but so what? It's not like Young Master Mo doesn't know plenty of beauties."
C girl cast an indifferent glance at Yan Xinxin.
"I saw a juicy tidbit before that said Young Master Mo and Mu Qianshui are actually in a relationship! She's a top actress and the daughter of a wealthy, elite family. Someone as poor and shabby as Yan Xinxin? She'd never catch Young Master Mo's eye! Hah! Even if it were me, it wouldn't be her!"
Yan Xinxin hadn't expected that just by walking toward Mo Chuxi, she'd overhear such mocking and degrading remarks from her classmates.
Her family background was bad, utterly incomparable to Mu Qianshui's. She had never even considered competing with Mu Qianshui.
But a person's origins aren't something they can choose, just as whether or not Mo Chuxi might take a liking to her wasn't something she dared to dream about.
Still, what right do these people have to talk about her ?
Their words were nothing but jealousy over her connection to Mo Chuxi!
Thinking about it now, Yan Xinxin suddenly found these girls rather pathetic.
Hah! They said it would never be her, Yan Xinxin, but how was she not better than them?
Yan Xinxin thought to herself silently, feeling a subtle twinge of irony. She had never imagined she'd ever feel pride in something .
"Classmates, please study by yourselves for now. I'm going to the office with Yan Xinxin to pick up the test papers—will be back soon."
Mo Chuxi's voice snapped Yan Xinxin out of her wandering thoughts. Still, hearing what he said left her as surprised as her classmates.
That guy called her over, just to help him fetch test papers?
Test papers of all things—was that such a significant errand that it needed her, Yan Xinxin, specifically?
Questions lingered, but no one dared to say anything aloud, only raising their eyes to watch Yan Xinxin and Mo Chuxi as they walked past the window together.
12th floor of the teachers' office building.
Yan Xinxin walked beside Mo Chuxi, the distance between them not far, which meant she could clearly catch the faint, pleasant orchid scent that lingered on him.
Mo Chuxi was tall—he stood at 1.88m. No matter how she looked at him, it was always from an angle of gazing upward.
"Got something you want to ask me?"
Yan Xinxin was secretly casting glances at Mo Chuxi out of the corner of her eye when his voice suddenly rang out. She quickly lowered her head, flustered.
Mo Chuxi lowered his gaze toward the silent Yan Xinxin and, without warning, stretched out his long arm to wrap around her slender shoulder. Yan Xinxin was startled, her mouth opening reflexively to let out a small gasp, but her soft lips were gently covered by Mo Chuxi's other hand.
Yan Xinxin's wide, clear eyes were filled with shock. She heard the faint sound of footsteps—two or three of them—as her body tilted, and she was pulled by Mo Chuxi into his office, his arm still around her shoulder.