"Why let her see?"
Mo Chuxi replied with a rhetorical question, suddenly turning to grasp Yan Xinxin's shoulders, his eyes full of pain.
"Xinxin, they hurt you so much, bullied you, and even with so many signs, they denied you as Mu Qianyuan. Such a mother isn't worth your longing, nor does she deserve your forgiveness."
Yan Xinxin looked at Mo Chuxi and nodded gently.
"Xi, you're right, I know you're doing what's best for me. I don't have any longing, nor do I want to reconcile with them. I just don't want to see them being toyed with by Mu Qianshui any longer."
"Although there's no evidence yet, I think that person impersonating you is that bitch."
Mo Chuxi furrowed his brows slightly.
"I didn't expect that bitch to have such a tough life. It seems I need to personally make a hole in her head, or she'll always have the chance to come back to life."
"Mo Chuxi."
Hearing this, Yan Xinxin couldn't help but feel a jolt of fear.
Mo Chuxi curled his lips into a smile.
