Yan Xinxin couldn't control herself and slapped the side of Mo Chuxi's face.
His handsome face wavered, and at the moment being hit by Yan Xinxin, it was as if the nerve line in his brain tightened again.
"Mo Chuxi, I hate you!"
Hate.
These two words seemed like an invisible sword piercing through the nerve line in Mo Chuxi's brain.
He was suddenly startled.
The originally dark, deep eyes instantly regained clarity!
Remembering the words he had just said, he felt a vague confusion.
How could he possibly say those things to Yan Xinxin?
"Xinxin, Xinxin!"
Mo Chuxi abruptly came back to his senses, lifted his gaze, and saw that Yan Xinxin's figure had already disappeared.
He quickly ran out of the resort house and saw Yan Xinxin standing by the roadside, crying while getting into a car.
Mo Chuxi hurriedly flagged down a car by the roadside to chase after her.
This isn't Ancheng, Yan Xinxin is unfamiliar with this place, she's pregnant, and she's still angry.
