"Mo Chuxi, what exactly are you trying to do? Put me down!"
"Don't move."
Mo Chuxi placed Yan Xinxin on the desk to sit.
"Let me down!"
"Stay seated."
"..."
He said it seriously, his expression making it clear he wasn't joking.
Yan Xinxin, however, stubbornly pushed the man in front of her away and lightly jumped down from the desk.
"Be careful."
Seeing her move, Mo Chuxi warned.
She raised her eyes to look at him, but a wave of disappointment washed over her.
He truly seemed to care about her, but what he cared about the most was likely what was inside her belly.
Because in wealthy families, weren't they always most concerned about so-called heirs?
"Yan Xinxin, since you're so into work, starting tomorrow you'll be my personal assistant."
Mo Chuxi's cool yet sultry voice broke the quiet air.
"I refuse."
Mo Chuxi's sharp brows furrowed, his deep eyes fixing on her.
"Since when have you ever obediently listened to anything I said?"
