Yan Xinxin never expected Mo Chuxi to notice such small details.
Indeed, something had happened that afternoon, and she had temporarily changed into a pair of pants taken from the clothing department on the 20th floor.
Seeing Yan Xinxin zoning out hesitantly, Mo Chuxi furrowed his brow and reached out to pinch her chin.
"Why are you still thinking? Can't you just tell me directly?"
"Then, why do you think I changed my pants?"
Yan Xinxin met Mo Chuxi's frosty, electrifying gaze directly, confirming that this man was sulking over what had happened that afternoon.
She felt anger rise within her as well.
"Young Master Mo, are you suspecting I did something to betray you?"
"Don't you dare!"
His brows knitted tightly as an icy chill emanated from his deep eyes.
"If you ever dare let another man touch you, even in the slightest…"
