Yan Xinxin wasn't prepared, and Mo Chuxi's question startled her somewhat.
But she quickly found a smile despite her suppressed emotions.
"So, Young Master Mo, are you sincerely marrying me, or are you just using me to get rid of your entanglement with Mu Qianshui?"
"Yan Xinxin, do you really think I'm the kind of man who needs a woman to get rid of another woman?"
Upon hearing his answer, Yan Xinxin pondered for a few seconds before fixing her serious gaze on him.
"Fine, Mo Chuxi, I'll marry you! Willingly!"
"Then, Mrs. Mo, I look forward to walking this road together with you."
"Deal!"
She agreed, yet this night remained torturous for Yan Xinxin.
She tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
Her heart raced, not only because she knew her precious daughter might still be alive, but also because Mo Chuxi's confession and proposal made it difficult for her to calm down.
The next day.
Yan Xinxin woke up early and quietly slipped out the door while Mo Chuxi was still sleeping.
