Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife
Chapter 109: Go change into your new clothes

Chapter 109: Chapter 109: Go change into your new clothes

Yan Xinxin felt as though her ears were malfunctioning.

What did she just hear?

Mo Chuxi told her to take off her clothes?

And in such a matter-of-fact tone?

"Yan Xinxin, didn’t you hear what I said?"

Mo Chuxi seemed impatient as he urged her, his narrow, peach blossom-shaped eyes carrying an undercurrent of turbulent emotions.

Yan Xinxin took a step back and nervously hugged the shopping bag closer to her chest as if for protection.

"Young Master Mo, I don’t have a habit of undressing in front of others."

"Don’t you want to interview for a position in Di Jue Jewelry’s design department?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Yan Xinxin widened her eyes in shock and stared at the composed man.

"How do you know?"

Mo Chuxi curved his lips coldly, his tall, slender figure positioned in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The bright, warm noon sunlight fell on his white shirt, forming an enigmatic contrast of ruggedness and softness—utterly mesmerizing in its dreamlike allure.

"If you want to interview, then obediently take off your clothes..."

"Mo Chuxi, must you be so despicable? Are you trying to exploit me?"

"I’m exploiting you?"

Mo Chuxi lifted his phoenix-shaped eyes, his flawless face displaying a devilishly charming smile.

"You’re already mine. There’s no such thing as exploitation."

"..."

Yan Xinxin blinked her beautiful eyes. Could that actually make sense?

"Then why are you asking me to take off my clothes?"

"Knock, knock, knock."

Just as they were discussing the matter of undressing, the office’s glass door was knocked on.

Yan Xinxin turned with the shopping bag in her arms and saw a clean and handsome face.

She hadn’t forgotten—the brat standing there was the one who had previously looked down on her, accusing her of not staying virtuous and selling her body for money!

Ah Ding stepped in and was slightly surprised to see Yan Xinxin.

No doubt about it now—Young Master Mo must have been the one supporting this Yan Xinxin!

But why was she glaring at me like she was ready to eat me alive?

"Never seen a woman before? Why are you staring at her like that?"

Mo Chuxi’s deep, cold voice came across, tinged with displeasure. Ah Ding snapped out of it and immediately remembered the reason he was there.

Ah Ding quickly retracted his gaze and walked toward Mo Chuxi.

"Young Master Mo, I’ve uncovered some details."

He spoke with a serious expression before glancing again at Yan Xinxin, who was standing nearby.

Mo Chuxi turned around, his deep eyes settling on Yan Xinxin’s bewildered gaze.

"Go inside and put on the new clothes."

"Huh?"

Yan Xinxin was confused but soon noticed the solemnity in Mo Chuxi’s demeanor.

Clearly, asking her to change clothes was just an excuse—he simply wanted her to leave so that he and his subordinate could converse in private!

Yan Xinxin understood immediately and tactfully carried her shopping bag toward the attached bedroom of the office.

As she pushed open the door, Yan Xinxin was quite taken aback.

Indeed, he was the grand president—even the bedroom within his office was decorated like a presidential suite.

Once Yan Xinxin entered the room, Mo Chuxi turned and sat down in his chair, his thin lips parting slightly.

"Speak."

"Yes."

Ah Ding responded respectfully.

"I’ve investigated the events of that night. It was orchestrated by that Xiao Yiran. He couldn’t accept the fact that Young Master Mo snatched the position of associate professor at Ancheng University from him, so he devised a scandal involving improper conduct with an Ancheng University female student in an attempt to have the academic department dismiss you from the role."

Mo Chuxi listened to Ah Ding’s report, his expression remaining indifferent.

"And what about Yan Xinxin?"

"Uh... Lady Yan, it appears I wrongly blamed her before."

Ah Ding apologized.

"Xiao Yiran had someone pose as Boss Zhao, bribed an intermediary with money, drugged that female student, and had her meet you. The goal was to make you..."

"..."

Mo Chuxi kept his demeanor cool, casually parting his lips.

"Who was the intermediary?"

"It seems it was someone named Yan... Yan Zhirou!"