Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife

Chapter 12: Chapter 012: Selling Oneself

Seeing the hint of amusement in Mo Chuxi's eyes, Yan Xinxin immediately stepped back and quickly stood up, her small face already flushed red.

"Mr. Mo, let me say this one last time—I didn't intentionally climb into your bed, nor am I so twisted as to record that kind of video."

Yan Xinxin glared with her cat-like eyes, her expression serious as she stared at the man whose demeanor was dripping with disdain.

Noticing Mo Chuxi's continued look of skepticism, Yan Xinxin bit her lip and followed up with a contemptuous glare of her own.

"Whether or not your illustrious self looks good on camera, I wouldn't know... But your skills? Absolutely terrible!"

As soon as the words left her mouth, a wave of icy hostility swept in her direction.

Catching the look in Mo Chuxi's eyes, Yan Xinxin suddenly realized she might have gone too far.

Questioning a man's capabilities in that area was undoubtedly provocative—especially for someone as prideful as Mo Chuxi, a scion of a wealthy family.

"Is that so?"

Mo Chuxi's voice came through chillingly, prompting Yan Xinxin to lower her head, no longer daring to meet his frosty gaze.

"Lady Yan gave me a tip of one hundred bucks, yet I failed to meet your satisfaction. If that's the case, why don't we arrange a time? I promise to keep going until you're pleased."

"..."

cheeks tinged red, she lifted her gaze to Mo Chuxi's stony, expressionless face

want to endure a second time. Let's hope this is the last time we'll

"Stop right there."

when his

you really not planning to hand over

a resigned expression to meet Mo Chuxi's face. It was

about his lackluster performance, subpar experience, how could

a victim in the events of last

"You were the victim?"

Chuxi clearly

night had been Yan Xinxin's first time, he might genuinely have felt sympathy and guilt. But she already had a five-year-old son, and last

"Knock knock knock."

that moment, the office's

glance toward the

Walking in hurriedly, holding a magazine in his hands, he paused in slight surprise upon seeing Yan Xinxin

a look at

what Mo Chuxi was seeing, but judging from his facial expression, it was undoubtedly not

swept toward her. A chill ran down her spine,

What the heck?

mess up

Mo, what should we

stared at Mo Chuxi