She wants to confess to him?
Mo Chuxi's heartbeat paused slightly, and he lifted his piercing gaze to meet Yan Xinxin's clear and beautiful star-like eyes.
The clarity in her gaze was unlike his own, always so deep and unfathomably mysterious.
He held her, seated on his lap, his arm gently wrapped around her slender waist.
"Mrs. Mo wants to confess something to me? Did you do something to betray me?"
"Well, I think this could be considered letting my husband down."
Yan Xinxin gave a faint smile, but upon hearing her words, Mo Chuxi's expression instantly changed.
"It's about what happened five years ago."
She spoke, her soft voice catching him before his expression darkened completely.
Mo Chuxi froze, his gaze and demeanor becoming even more intense than moments before.
Yan Xinxin looked at him, her bright eyes dimming slightly but remaining composed.
