Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife

Chapter 210: Chapter 210: It’s Yours Now

Apologizing is inherently insincere. The awkward thing is, Mo Chuxi bluntly pointed it out without a shred of tact.

The two women, who have been mingling in high society circles, now wished desperately for a hole to crawl into!

They could even see other socialites they usually have afternoon tea with covering their mouths, stifling laughter.

"Teacher Mo, thank you, but since it’s a fake apology, I won’t accept it."

"..."

Xiaoxiao and Zizi’s faces instantly turned pale with embarrassment.

"So, if you don’t accept it, does that mean you’re still upset?"

Mo Chuxi asked in a gentle tone.

This man... is he addicted to playing this role? He’s acting so tenderly and convincingly.

Yan Xinxin touched her belly and gave Mo Chuxi a meaningful look.

"Umm... not really. I’m just a little hungry."

"Then let me take you to get something delicious."

"Thank you, Teacher Mo."

Yan Xinxin cooperatively pursed her pink lips into a shy smile, her dimples blooming like fresh flowers in full sweetness.

Mo Chuxi’s gaze flickered slightly, the smile reflected in his pupils stirring subtle ripples deep within his heart.

out his hand and unabashedly

was stunned, but no one dared to say

as she looked at Mo Chuxi. However, he remained calm and composed, completely ignoring the intricate and varied gazes from

a wine glass, watched Mo Chuxi lead Yan Xinxin by the hand through the hallway to the

feel a

breeze caressing her, the queasiness in her

in a

and sensual voice rang

and

"Ah Ding told you?"

you need to remember, Mu Qianshui is

"No saint?"

Xinxin was

actually described

this

He asked.

Yan Xinxin nodded.

first, it was her assistant Mira who suggested it, and then she also mentioned

Xinxin furrowed her delicate eyebrows

lipstick stain can be washed out. What

have to repay

"... Huh?"

only to find Mo Chuxi’s handsome face unexpectedly close

reached out, his palm landing firmly on her smooth back. With a gentle force, he

Xinxin could practically feel her heartbeat

played with their hair, and under the romantic, dim lighting, the shadow of each other in their eyes was remarkably

her own with a tender warmth, his thin lips