Listening to Ye Lirong's words, Yan Zhirou increasingly felt that was indeed the case.
"Rou, you should hurry down! Don't keep Young Master Mo waiting too long."
Ye Lirong urged with a reminder, her smile unable to be contained.
"As long as you get close to Young Master Mo, the position of the Mo family's young mistress might very well be yours!"
"What's the rush."
Yan Zhirou's demeanor shifted, appearing much calmer, her alluring fox-like eyes lingering unblinkingly on Mo Chuxi.
"Men don't cherish things that come too easily. There's plenty of time, and I have my chances."
Confidently, Yan Zhirou brushed her hair and looked down at the torn pieces of checks, her entire face dropping.
Anyone standing in the way of her fortune, even if they were close kin, she wouldn't hesitate to deal with.
...
When Yan Xinxin returned to school, the first thing she did was go to the dorm to take a shower.
A cold shower cleared her thoughts, but the images from last night lingered, refusing to fade.
Yan Zhirou's actions and Ye Lirong's attitude left her feeling utterly heartbroken.
Perhaps there was no need to go back to that house...
Today was Wednesday, with only two morning theoretical classes in jewelry design, Yan Xinxin changed into a new dress, grabbed her books, and walked distractedly towards the teaching building.
The gentle May sunshine softly fell on her fair, oval face, as if casting a thin layer of light.
Yan Xinxin was very beautiful, with a particularly youthful and sweet appearance, her fresh and delicate face radiating a serene air, earning her the title of "pure campus beauty" at Ancheng University.
No one knew she actually had a five-year-old son, nor was anyone aware she had taken a leave of absence at eighteen to hide away and give birth.
Yet she felt unworthy of the honor everyone bestowed upon her.
"Bang."
A white figure flashed peripherally, but when Yan Xinxin came to her senses, she had already bumped right into it.
A fresh, distinct scent wafted into her nostrils as the books in her hands and the other person's textbooks fell to the ground.
"I'm sorry!"
Yan Xinxin quickly apologized, bending down hurriedly to pick up the books.
Just as her small hand touched the books, a distinctively jointed hand suddenly covered the back of hers.
The unexpected touch was cool to the skin.
Yan Xinxin swiftly raised her head, meeting a pair of deep eyes, which reflected a handsome yet cold face.
The boy was strikingly handsome, with well-defined features, slender almond eyes, and a prominent nose, its curve elegantly beautiful.
Wearing a black inverted triangular earring on his right ear, his aloof, ascetic aura intermingled with a hint of roguish charm.
Yan Xinxin recognized this person as Xu Nuo, the most popular male student at Ancheng University.
Not only exceptionally good-looking but also outstanding in academics, he was the ideal man for many girls.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you."
In a daze for a couple of seconds, Yan Xinxin finally snapped out of it, pulling back her hand and apologizing again.
Xu Nuo said nothing, his handsome face still icy cold, leading Yan Xinxin to think maybe he was a little upset.
Rumor had it that he had a particular kind of germaphobia and wasn't fond of contact with the opposite sex.
Yan Xinxin quickly picked up two of the books, dusted them off, and handed them to Xu Nuo as her phone vibrated in her pocket.
The call was from her son's class teacher, and Yan Xinxin answered without hesitation. But as soon as the call connected, she heard the class teacher's panicked voice.
Yan Xinxin's expression instantly changed drastically, and without even picking up her own books, she turned and ran off in a panic.