Mo Chuxi's thin lips moved as his handsome, jade-like face slowly leaned closer to Yan Xinxin, almost nose to nose.
Yan Xinxin lifted her wide, anxious eyes to look at the man in front of her. It took several seconds before she nervously parted her soft pink lips to speak.
"I-I think it would be better for Xi and me to leave here, really."
"Is that so?"
"I don't want your mother taking Xi away again. He's my son, and I don't want people misunderstanding."
"That's all?"
Mo Chuxi's lips curved slightly into a smile, a mix of righteousness and devilishness that made her uneasy.
"What about what you owe me? Hmm?"
He spoke lazily, each word rolling off his lips with a unique allure and sensuality.
"When I earn money in the future, I'll pay you back."
"Money?"
Mo Chuxi chuckled softly.
"Yan Xinxin, do you think I'm short of money?"
"..."
"I'm not short of money. I'm short of a woman."
"..."
What the hell!
Did he seriously just say he's short of a woman?
