Chapter 323: Chapter 323: The Wedding of the Century
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The door to the hospital room was pushed open.
Young Master Mo's tall figure entered, exuding the aura of a king ruling over all. This domineering presence
made Mira, who was sitting by the bedside, leap to her feet in fright!
"Mo... Young Master Mo?"
She stammered, trembling with fear.
Mo Chuxi’s cold, piercing eyes glinted like sharp blades. His thin, peach-colored lips moved slightly.
"The argument outside was so loud, yet you seem so calm."
"Still pretending?"
Mo Chuxi’s sharp gaze settled on Mu Qianshui, who was lying in the bed. A low chuckle escaped from his
perfectly straight nose.
"For someone who's been unconscious for an entire day and night, your complexion looks rather good."
As he spoke, he elegantly stepped forward with one hand in the pocket of his suit trousers, moving to the
bedside.
"Lady Mu’s acting skills are truly improving. Next tyou play the role of a corpse, it'll surely be extraordinary."
"Chuxi, aren’t you being too excessive!"
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Ning Zitong exclaimed angrily.
"Excessive?"
Mo Chuxi let out a faint laugh as he retorted, then suddenly reached out to grab Mu Qianshui’s hand where the
IV drip was administered.
"Chuxi, what are you doing!"
"Letshow you the real face of your precious daughter."
"What?"
Ning Zitong was momentarily stunned. In that split second, Mo Chuxi swiftly grabbed Mu Qianshui’s left hand
and yanked off the towel covering it.
The needle immediately popped out from the towel.
Ning Zitong was startled, utterly shocked to discover that Mu Qianshui hadn't been receiving the IV drip at all—it
was all a pretense.
"Is this the esteemed daughter of the Mu family? Clearly, she’s nothing but a complete liar."
With sheer disgust, Mo Chuxi flung Mu Qianshui’s hand away.
Mu Qianshui’s brow furrowed visibly, and her lips pressed into a tight line.
Yan Xinxin couldn’t help but admire Mo Chuxi’s extraordinary powers of observation.
Just moments ago, she had genuinely believed that Mu Qianshui was gravely injured in the car accident and
remained unconscious—only to realize otherwise...
"Qianshui, why are you pretending to be unconscious?"
Ning Zitong rushed over, visibly shaken.
"Do you know how worried your mother has been about you?"
As her words landed, Mu Qianshui slowly opened her teary-red eyes, and her tears conveniently slipped down
her cheeks.
"I'm sorry, Mom. I... | just wanted Chuxi to worry about me..."
"Hmph..."
Mo Chuxi scoffed, his disdain evident.
"You silly child!"
Ning Zitong lamented in grief.
She didn’t offer any reproach, only deep concern and pity for Mu Qianshui.
Yan Xinxin suddenly felt an ache in her chest. She couldn’t understand why, but witnessing Ning Zitong’s tender
love for Mu Qianshui stirred a conflicting sense of envy within her.
Was it because Ye Lirong always treated her so poorly?
It made her long for the kind of affectionate mother Mu Qianshui had...
"Mu Qianshui, enough with your shameless performance."
Mo Chuxi was filled with revulsion.
"| warned you to stop bothering Xinxin. Since you knowingly chose to defy me, then prepare yourself—I've got
quite the surprise waiting for you."
What?
Mu Qianshui froze, a sense of unease creeping over her.
She abruptly sat up in the bed, a look of grievance clouding her face.
"Chuxi, | didn’t do anything to Yan Xinxin. Why would you say such a thing?"
"Hmm, Lady Mu certainly looks mentally refreshed."
"Do you think Xinxin and | are standing here for no reason? Just casually visiting you?"
These words left Mu Qianshui utterly baffled.
"Chuxi?"
"I'm here to finish you off."
Mu Qianshui was even more bewildered, but then Mo Chuxi walked over to Yan Xinxin and pulled her into his
arms.
"On the 18th of next month's lunar calendar, I'll give Xinxin a once-in-a-lifetwedding. Chenxi will be the
daughter of Xinxin and me. From this day forward, Yan Xinxin will be my only wife, and you can stop dreaming of
a second chance."