"No, no!"
Hearing what Mo Chuxi said, Yan Xinxin suddenly retorted emotionally.
Mo Chuxi was taken aback and quickly let go of her hand.
"Yuan?"
"No Yan Xinxin, I don't want Brother Xi to marry Yan Xinxin..."
She looked at Mo Chuxi as if wounded.
"Brother Xi promised Yuan, you'd only marry me as your bride, not Yan Xinxin..."
She protested, feeling deeply upset.
Mo Chuxi's heart stirred, and for a moment, he didn't know how to explain things to Yan Xinxin.
He didn't dare to upset her further.
If she were to remember at this very moment that she is Yan Xinxin, the little woman who bears hatred for him, then all the joy and warmth he just regained would vanish in an instant.
He was selfish.
At least at this moment, he didn't want Yan Xinxin to revert to the dominant personality.
"Yuan, don't be upset. Brother Xi misspoke just now. Of course, Brother Xi only wants to marry you as his bride. Don't be sad, alright?"
