Chapter 1333: Chuxi, I... I Don’t Really Understand What You’re Saying

"You did nothing wrong, you’re just doing it for your confidante."

Yan Xinxin smiled as she spoke, glancing at him.

"Young Master Mo’s charm is truly irresistible. A woman is willing to give up her dignity for you, so naturally, you can do her a small favor, right?"

"..."

Mo Chuxi was left stunned by her words, clearly sensing a deeper meaning.

Seeing his seemingly clueless expression, Yan Xinxin furrowed her brows, her smile fading completely.

"Take a look yourself."

Yan Xinxin said as she opened a browser, placed the phone on the desk, and then stood up.

"To avoid any unnecessary arguments between us, I’ll be on the sixteenth floor today."

She spoke while picking up the files and notebook on the desk.

"Chuxi, I know I will definitely forgive you, but not right now. You don’t need to apologize to me. Perhaps you haven’t done anything wrong, or anything that would betray me. I just feel uncomfortable in my heart."

Yan Xinxin finished speaking calmly, then turned around without lingering.

Mo Chuxi slowly stood up, furrowing his brows as he watched Yan Xinxin’s graceful figure disappear. Only then did he pick up the phone.

As soon as he saw the content displayed on the screen, the veins on Mo Chuxi’s forehead popped!

At this moment, in a hotel suite, Wen Xin, wrapped in a bathrobe, was leisurely drinking coffee and enjoying snacks. She was wearing a Bluetooth headset and chatting with someone on the other end of the call, her smile radiant.

"With pictures as evidence, this time Chuxi is definitely doomed. Public opinion is always the most effective weapon. No matter how solid Chuxi’s background is, this time he can only suffer in silence."

"Actually, I didn’t expect that Chuxi would care about me. I said I had a stomachache, and he sent me back to the hotel. I said I fell and asked him to help me up, and he really came in to help me..."

"Don’t worry, in this matter, we mutually benefit each other. I definitely won’t miss such a good opportunity to turn things around, and you can also find a chance for revenge."

"Ding dong!"

Just as Wen Xin finished speaking, the doorbell rang.

She looked up with a smile.

"The room service I ordered is here, let’s chat later."

She said and hung up the phone, then stood up, slightly pulling open the collar of her bathrobe, and walked to the door, opening it.

Originally, she thought the service she called had arrived, but when she opened the door, she saw Mo Chuxi’s cold and intense eyes.

Wen Xin’s body stiffened abruptly, the smile on her face instantly disappearing!

She vaguely saw someone at the door, but didn’t have time to see clearly, as Mo Chuxi’s formidable presence made her step back inside in fear.

"Chuxi..."

"Do you know why I asked you to endorse my wife’s first designer piece back then?"

Mo Chuxi spoke softly, his eyes possessing an engulfing intensity.

"Among so many classmates, I only spoke to you a few more times because I thought you had sound principles and were diligent and motivated. After graduation, you quickly became an international supermodel, and I thought it was because you were capable. But now it seems your capability is probably just lying there to collect money, lying there letting those men package your glamorous and virtuous appearance."

"Chuxi, I—I don’t quite understand what you’re talking about."

Wen Xin hesitated, her gaze equally evasive.

Mo Chuxi glanced at her coldly, with a frosty smile, taking out his phone from his pocket and opening a recording clip.

"Turns out international supermodel Miss Wen Xin also has amnesia, so let me help you recall last night’s events. Listen to this recording, hmm?"