He called softly, but didn't get any response.
Mo Chuxi closed the door, took long strides to Yan Xinxin's back, gazed at her graceful silhouette, and slightly lifted the corners of his lips. He opened his arms and hugged her from behind.
"Little Yuan baby, Brother Xi misses you dearly. Why did you go home by yourself without waiting for me? Don't you know I feel lonely when I go home alone? Hmm?"
He whispered in a clingy, playful tone at Yan Xinxin's ear, gently kissing her delicate cheek, feeling content inside.
However, Yan Xinxin showed no reaction, still staring out the window, without any emotional change.
Mo Chuxi's heartbeat skipped, sensing something amiss.
"Xinxin, do you have something to tell me? I know Ning Zitong went to Di Jue to see you this afternoon. What did she say to you?"
He furrowed his brows, his gaze fixed on her beautifully curved profile.
After a long silence, Yan Xinxin finally took a deep breath and began to speak.
