CHAPTER 125: CHAPTER 125: DON’T BE AFRAID, I WON’T HURT YOU

Mo Chuxi’s thin lips moved as his handsome, jade-like face slowly leaned closer to Yan Xinxin, almost nose to nose.

Yan Xinxin lifted her wide, anxious eyes to look at the man in front of her. It took several seconds before she nervously parted her soft pink lips to speak.

"I-I think it would be better for Xi and me to leave here, really."

"Is that so?"

"I don’t want your mother taking Xi away again. He’s my son, and I don’t want people misunderstanding."

"That’s all?"

Mo Chuxi’s lips curved slightly into a smile, a mix of righteousness and devilishness that made her uneasy.

"What about what you owe me? Hmm?"

He spoke lazily, each word rolling off his lips with a unique allure and sensuality.

"When I earn money in the future, I’ll pay you back."

"Money?"

Mo Chuxi chuckled softly.

"Yan Xinxin, do you think I’m short of money?"

"..."

"I’m not short of money. I’m short of a woman."

"..."

What the hell!

Did he seriously just say he’s short of a woman?

"How could you possibly lack women? The ones who like you could form a line from the east end of the city to the west!"

Hearing these words, Mo Chuxi chuckled again. His hand, which had been pinching Yan Xinxin’s chin, slowly moved to her cheek, his slender fingers disappearing into her dark hair.

"Do you want to know who the man that hurt you five years ago was?"

What?

Yan Xinxin’s beautiful eyes widened in astonishment.

"Mo Chuxi, you know who that man is?"

"Not yet."

He answered honestly.

"But if you want to know, I’ll look into it for you."

"No need."

Yan Xinxin gently shook her head, her delicate fists clenching involuntarily.

"I don’t want to know who that man is. I hate him. I never want to know who he is for the rest of my life. If I ever see him, I might not be able to stop myself from killing him!"

Listening to Yan Xinxin’s words, Mo Chuxi couldn’t help but furrow his brows.

He lowered his gaze, noticing the redness and slight wetness in the girl’s eyes in front of him. A pang of pain inexplicably struck his heart.

He had never felt this way before. Mo Chuxi, of all people, caring about an unrelated woman?

"Yan Xinxin, I won’t let you leave."

Mo Chuxi firmly declared. Yan Xinxin suddenly raised her head, but before she could speak, she felt the man leaning in to kiss her.

Her heart jolted, and she quickly avoided him.

Mo Chuxi hesitated, staring at Yan Xinxin’s turned-away face for a few seconds before ultimately leaning in closer once more.

The faint, delicate fragrance on her body, combined with the sensation and taste that delighted him—he wanted it all.

"Don’t, Mo Chuxi..."

As his kiss fell on her cheek, Yan Xinxin nervously tried to push him away.

"Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you."

His reassuring words were like a calming pill melting into Yan Xinxin’s heart.

She froze quietly, inexplicably feeling a sense of peace.

Mo Chuxi wrapped an arm around Yan Xinxin’s slender waist and pulled her into his embrace. His thin lips brushed the corner of her light pink lips, his long, mesmerizing eyes slowly closed...

"Wow!"

A childish voice suddenly broke the silent air.

Both Yan Xinxin and Mo Chuxi froze, then lifted their heads to look at each other.

"Xinxin, Daddy Chuxi, are you two playing kissy-kissy?"

"..."

"..."

Xi!

Xi was back!

Yan Xinxin was in utter chaos, whereas Mo Chuxi remained composed and calmly released her from his embrace, turning around.

Little Yan Chenxi stood holding a yellow cap, grinning cheekily at them.

"Xi, why are you back? Who brought you home?"

Yan Xinxin asked, her face red.

"I came back by myself!"

Yan Chenxi said proudly.

"Because of a special situation today, school ended early. Plus, the teacher gave us something to show our parents."

The little boy looked earnestly at Yan Xinxin and Mo Chuxi, then pulled a sheet of paper out of his backpack and held it out to them.

"Here, Daddy and Mommy, take a look!"