Mo Chuxi's steps came to an uncontrollable halt when he heard the two words Yan Xinxin had called out.
Her soft, warm hand gently tugged at his palm, the close contact causing his heartbeat to jump.
Yan Xinxin lifted her gaze to look at Mo Chuxi's emotionless, handsome face, and she smiled faintly but composedly. Holding his hand, she leaned intimately close to his side.
"Husband, where are you going?"
She asked, and when the fair-skinned, beautiful, long-legged young woman glanced her way, Yan Xinxin smiled generously.
"Hello, I'm Chuxi's fiancée. My name is Yan Xinxin."
"So you're Lady Yan, the famous Yan Xinxin."
The woman smiled warmly.
"I'm Chuxi's university classmate, Wen Xin."
"Wen Xin?"
Yan Xinxin thought the name sounded familiar but couldn't recall where she'd heard it before.
"Lady Yan is even more beautiful and youthful than I imagined. No wonder you managed to win the heart of S University's top campus crush."
