"Make me a cup of lemon water."
In the bathroom.
Mo Chuxi was taking a cold shower irritably, but as soon as he thought about Yan Xinxin's painful crying from earlier, an intense discomfort filled his heart.
Exactly why he felt so uneasy, he couldn't pinpoint.
But one thing was certain—he wouldn't let the man who bullied Yan Xinxin go.
Never.
Yan Xinxin prepared the lemon tea for Mo Chuxi and then locked herself in her room alone, burying herself under the covers, her eyes shut tight.
She had always been the only one who knew, but now, Mo Chuxi also knew.
Perhaps, he had discovered that she carried this kind of trauma...
The soft and radiant morning sunlight filtered into the room. Yan Xinxin's long curled lashes fluttered slightly.
She opened her eyes and realized it was the next day.
On the dining table, there was a note from Mo Chuxi saying he had already taken Xi to kindergarten.
Yan Xinxin found herself dazed for a moment...
"Bzzz—Bzzz—"
