Upon hearing her last sentence, Mo Chuxi's heart tightened, and he immediately strode over to her side.
"When did this happen?" he asked.
Mu Qianshui could clearly see that Mo Chuxi's gaze and expression were filled with care and concern for Yan Xinxin.
Just one sentence from Yan Xinxin was enough to tug at his emotions so easily, but what about her?
Over the years, when had he ever cared about what she said?
"Mu Qianshui, it seems you're determined to ruin yourself before you'll behave?"
His cold voice was as sharp as an alarm bell ringing.
Mu Qianshui shivered and snapped back to reality, seemingly unflinching as she met Mo Chuxi's dark and brooding eyes head-on.
"Chuxi, we've been childhood sweethearts for over twenty years. After all this time, doesn't that qualify me for your trust?"
She forced tears to the corner of her eyes.
