Yan Xinxin never thought she would care so much about what a man said.
Yet at this moment, she felt an oppressive heaviness in her heart like a stone sinking.
To him, what does she even count as?
Even though she is carrying his baby in her belly...
Mo Chuxi hung up the phone in extreme displeasure. As he turned around, he saw Yan Xinxin standing behind him, looking utterly at a loss.
He was slightly taken aback.
"Why are you standing here?"
Yan Xinxin snapped back to reality upon hearing him, and upon meeting his mysterious, deep eyes, she shook her head in a daze.
"It's nothing." She said, turning around.
"Stop right there." He ordered.
Yan Xinxin stopped in her tracks reflexively.
Mo Chuxi strode forward leisurely to stand in front of her, his long eyes scrutinizing Yan Xinxin's somewhat pale face.
"Did you hear everything?"
"More or less."