Yan Xinxin suddenly lifted her gaze and withdrew from his embrace.
"You hurt me?"
She looked at him, confused, as his apologetic eyes revealed their depths.
"Why are you apologizing to me?"
Mo Chuxi paused, regaining his composure, and quickly offered a relaxed, charming smile on his elegant face.
"I was thinking, if I could've been there back then, I could've protected you. You wouldn't have been hurt."
"Is that so?"
Yan Xinxin frowned slightly, smiling as she looked at him.
"I really didn't know Young Master Mo cared so much for me in the past. Looks like I won't be marrying the wrong person after all."
She smiled, pulling herself from his arms before turning toward the large bed.
"I'm going to sleep now. I have to go to work tomorrow."
Mo Chuxi glanced at Yan Xinxin's slender, petite figure as she walked away, his brows tightly furrowed.
There were only two things that had truly frightened him as an adult.
