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Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife

Chapter 275
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Chapter 274: Chapter 274: Spare Me, | Beg You

Mo Chuxi pressed the pause button, and the frfroze on Yan Xinxin’s disheveled back as she left.

He gazed intently, the more he looked, the more unsettled his emotions became.

"You're talking nonsense! | didn’t! | didn’t think about that man at all! | hate that man to death!"

This sentence, shouted out when Yan Xinxin’s emotions collapsed at the time, inexplicably echoed in Mo Chuxi’s

mind.

"I wasn’t willing, I wasn’t... he forced me, he raped me..."

Sss...

Mo Chuxi irritably raised his hand to support his forehead.

Fragmented chaotic images flickered in his mind.

That night five years ago, Mu Qianshui drugged him and bewildered his senses.

That vile woman risked being killed by him to reveal everything about drugging him five years ago.

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Even though he didn’t want to accept the fact that he had touched Mu Qianshui, he couldn't ignore the existence

of little Chenxi.

The bold idea that Ah Ding mentioned, Mo Chuxi was almost sure it was true.

That night five years ago, Yan Xinxin really went to his room!

Suddenly, Mo Chuxi stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The afternoon sun angled across his cold, tense handsface, showing a mysterious expression...

Tslipped away unnoticed.

Mo Chuxi cout of the study, feeling as if the entire apartment was quietly still; he instinctively went up to

the rooftop and unsurprisingly saw Yan Xinxin sleeping in a lounge chair, with an unfinished book on her chest.

He took long strides and walked closer, with each step towards Yan Xinxin making his heart beat unnaturally.

The last ray of the afternoon sun quietly spread across her sleeping face.

The serene sleeping face and gentle features reflected in Mo Chuxi’s deep eyes, startling his heart, as if a

lightning bolt struck the deeply sleeping images in his memory.

Almost without warning, he heard the ethereal sound of a girl struggling and pleading in his ear.

"Letgo, | beg you..."

"No more, it hurts!"

"No—"

Originally thinking it was a sound in his mind, unexpectedly he genuinely heard Yan Xinxin’s panicked cries.

Mo Chuxi snapped back to reality, seeing Yan Xinxin suddenly sit up from the lounge chair, a thin layer of sweat

on her smooth, fair forehead.

She had another nightmare.

And it was surely the nightmare from five years ago.

Mo Chuxi looked at Yan Xinxin, his gaze fluctuating.

This wasn’t an illusion; he clearly felt that Yan Xinxin’s cry just now overlapped with the sound in his mind!

Awoken from the nightmare, Yan Xinxin raised her hand to touch her cheek.

"Phew—"

Taking a deep breath, Yan Xinxin slowly sat up, turned her head, and saw Mo Chuxi standing beside her like a

statue, motionless.

Curiously, she raised her still somewhat unsettled beautiful eyes, finding Mo Chuxi increasingly strange since

returning from the restaurant.

"Why are you standing here silently? Trying to scare me?"

Yan Xinxin half-jokingly questioned, then stood up.

Seeing the thin sweat on her forehead, Mo Chuxi inexplicably felt an indescribable pain and guilt surge within

him.

"It's so late, | have to pick up Xi and Chenxi from kindergarten now."

Yan Xinxin said, tidying up the book and turning around.

"Yan Xinxin."

Mo Chuxi called out.

Yan Xinxin paused and turned, seeing Mo Chuxi’s solemn handsface; such an expression was indeed rare for

him.

"Young Master Mo, just say whatever you want to say, | can handle it."