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Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife

Chapter 340
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Chapter 340: Chapter 340: Of course, it's the Young Mistress of the Mo Family

Yan Xinxin finished her class and couldn't help but sneeze again.

She wasn't sick, but her nose had been itching these past two days. Clearly, someone must be bad-mouthing me

behind my back!

"Xinxin, you're walking so fast. Is it because your husband is here to pick you up from class again?"

Lu Chenxue’s crisp voice drifted over, and when Yan Xinxin turned her head, she just so happened to catch sight

of Ling Siyu’s sour face.

Yan Xinxin turned her head toward Lu Chenxue and gave her a slight, faint smile.

"Mm, he really is coming to pickup today."

Hearing Yan Xinxin emphasize the word "really," Ling Siyu’s expression changed on the spot.

Could it be that the boyish man from yesterday who looked like a whipped puppy wasn’t actually Yan Xinxin’s

husband?

"Yesterday, he had something cup unexpectedly, so he asked a friend to pickup,"

Yan Xinxin explained with a touch of pride, casting a glance at Ling Siyu with a hint of smugness.

"So, Ling Siyu, are you planning to followagain today to see who my husband really is?"

Ling Siyu’s face stiffened.

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"Yan Xinxin, what are you even talking about?!"

"Didn’t you always pride yourself on being so smart, Ling Siyu? So why does your IQ seem to have dropped

now?"

"You..."

"Oh, but then again, stalking people is indeed a rather disgraceful act. Yet with your thick skin, Ling Siyu, would

you even care?"

"You, Yan Xinxin, you..."

Ling Siyu was so furious that she was rendered speechless, left practically fuming from all her pores by Yan

Xinxin’s barbs!

Yan Xinxin maintained her calm, gentle smile.

"Xue, I'm heading out now. Bye-bye."

She waved at Lu Chenxue in greeting and then swept her captivating gaze briefly across Ling Siyu.

"I'm off to meet my husband now. Are you *really* not planning to take another peek? After all, you already

followedyesterday. Why fuss over a second time?"

"Yan Xinxin, what do you mean? Are you trying to provokeon purpose?"

Ling Siyu raised her eyes in questioning indignation.

"Oh! | get it! You're saying all this because you actually don’t wantto see your husband! | bet that man

yesterday was someone you hired. You've been acting this entire time!"

"Act, my ass!"

"Who has the tto provoke you? Ling Siyu, letbe very clear—my husband is not only rich and powerful but

also devastatingly handsome. He's someone beyond your wildest imagination!"

"What a joke! There's nothing | can’t imagine!"

Ling Siyu ground her teeth, utterly unwilling to admit defeat.

"Yan Xinxin! Do you think I'll be intimidated by you? | actually want to see which blind man would ever marry

someone like *you*!"

Yan Xinxin's star-lit eyes narrowed in displeasure.

"Let’s hope you don’t end up blind yourself!"

With that, Yan Xinxin spun on her heel and walked away.

Ling Siyu glared furiously and, gritting her teeth, followed closely behind.

At the gate, a flashy luxury car immediately cinto view.

Yesterday, Ah Ding had driven the company car, but today, this was Mo Chuxi’s personal sedan.

Yan Xinxin turned her head back slightly and cast a proud glance at Ling Siyu, who had been trailing her closely.

"Hey! Yan Xinxin!"

"...Ah Ding?"

When she saw the young man standing by the car, Yan Xinxin cto a halt, her steps faltering.

Why was it this guy again?

What was going on?

"Ha! Yan Xinxin, so you really are bluffing! What husband? That's obviously just another actor you hired!"

Ling Siyu crossed her arms over her chest, walking over with smug strides and high spirits.

"Tsk tsk, the actor you found isn’t half bad, I'll give you that. But | wonder—how expensive is it to rent one for a

day? And the cars—two cars in two days. Yan Xinxin, are you sure you can afford all this?"

"What a joke!"

Ah Ding shot back with a cold sneer.

"Our young madam doesn’t need to buy anything herself. Whatever she wants, all she has to do is say the word,

and it’s hers."

Ling Siyu didn’t buy it, scoffing with even more disdain as her laughter grew mocking.

"Go on, keep acting! Bring it on—'Young Madam,’ was it? I'd love to know, just who’s young madam are you

supposed to be?"

"Naturally, she’s the young madam of the Mo family,"