On her first day of work, Xiao Xin offended Fu Yan, the eldest son of the Fu Group. It was rumored that this eldest son of the Fu family had a violent temper, and no one dared to approach within te...
Xiao Xin looked up and met his gaze: "What...did happen between them in the past?"
Seeing the curiosity in his stunned eyes, Mo Xuan smiled broadly.
He sat back down, looking at Xiao Xin with a leisurely air, and tapped the documents on the table with his index finger: "Sign the contract, and I'll tell you."
Xiao Xin looked down at the document: "..."
Mo Xuan noticed his hesitation and advised, "Xiao Xin, I just don't want your talent to be buried. Can't you just consider it as a collaboration for the money?"
He had secretly investigated Xiao Xin, so he knew some things.
Xiao Xin glanced at him, her expression conflicted, then turned her gaze back to the document, her fingertips twitching slightly.
There are two voices arguing in my head.
Sign it, just for the sake of your future.
Don't sign it. Mo Xuan might have ulterior motives. If you sign it, you'll be playing right into his hands.
Sign it. You need money, and he can help you.
Don't sign it! If you sign it, will he stand up for you against Jiang Yuqing? You're digging your own grave!
Xiao Xin suddenly clutched his head, feeling like his head was about to explode.
Seeing that he was not in a good mood, Mo Xuan asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
Xiao Xin suddenly looked up, leaned down and grabbed his collar: "You really just want to help me? You don't have any other intentions?"
Mo Xuan saw the worry in his eyes and deliberately said, "I definitely want to help you, but I want to snatch you away from Fu Yan even more."
Xiao Xin let go of him and shoved him, "Get lost, none of them are easy to deal with!"
He glared fiercely at Mo Xuan: "How are you any different from Jiang Yuqing?"
Mo Xuan looked completely innocent: "Of course there's a difference."
He looked at Xiao Xin, a playful smile playing on his lips. "Xiao Xin, if you ask me how Jiang Yuqing and I are different, it might be that he likes to destroy other people's things, but I like to take other people's things for myself, right?"
Xiao Xin crossed his arms and sneered, "They're all shameless scoundrels."
Mo Xuan felt even more wronged, "I've been so good to you, how could you call me shameless..."
Seeing that he was on the verge of tears, Xiao Xin felt inexplicably irritated. "I'll sign if you want, but I don't want any other relationship with you besides cooperation."
Since it was all about mutual exploitation anyway, he didn't want to get involved in anything else. After all, he was genuinely short of money. Who told him to sign that damn agreement in a moment of folly?
Seeing that he had conceded, Mo Xuan smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, sign it. Actually, I was just teasing you. I was just being tough. I value my life and wouldn't dare to take things from him..."
Xiao Xin hesitated for a moment before picking up the pen and signing the document.
Mo Xuan watched him leave his handprint and then said cheekily, "But if you ever suffer any injustice at Fu Yan's place, my arms will always be open for you. After all, no one would refuse a beauty like Xiao, right?"
Xiao Xin does have a somewhat feminine appearance, but he possesses the fortitude that a man should have.
His personality and appearance may indeed be just as his father said, inherited from his ruthless mother.
It was one thing for his colleagues to give him such a nickname, but hearing it from Mo Xuan's mouth made him feel uneasy.
Xiao Xin glanced at him irritably, "Just call me Xiao Xin from now on. The rest sounds disgusting coming from your mouth."
Mo Xuan paused for a moment, then took the signed document and nodded: "Alright, Uncle Xiao, you just like hearing Fu Yan call you 'wife,' don't you?"
Xiao Xin tapped the table with the tip of his nose, his tone serious: "So, what exactly happened between Jiang Yuqing and Fu Yan before?"
Mo Xuan put down the documents, rested his chin on his hands, and looked at Xiao Xin leisurely, saying, "Then tell me first, what happened to Fu Yan?"
Xiao Xin looked at his suddenly cold face and slammed the pen on the table.
He crossed his arms and looked at Mo Xuan: "You change your attitude just because I signed a document? What, do you think I signed a contract of servitude? You think I have to answer whatever you ask me?"
Mo Xuan snorted and chuckled, then said, "Xiao Xin, why do you get all worked up the moment Fu Yan is mentioned? Can't you stop treating me like an enemy and just treat me like a friend?"
Xiao Xin rolled her eyes at him and turned her face away: "Tell me if you want, or don't. If you don't want to, then forget it. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."
As he was about to get up, Mo Xuan hurriedly interjected, "Fu Yan has liked Jiang Yuqing for five years!"
He practically yelled it out.
Xiao Xin stiffened, stopped getting up, and sat back down in her chair.
He gestured with his chin towards Mo Xuan, "Continue."
Mo Xuan picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of tea.
He put down the teapot, placed his hands on the table, and then looked at Xiao Xin and said, "It's well known in the industry that Fu Yan likes Jiang Yuqing. Apart from the two years Jiang Yuqing was missing, to be precise, Fu Yan pursued Jiang Yuqing for three years."
Xiao Xin took a sip of tea and said, "Please continue."
Seeing his calm reaction, Mo Xuan asked curiously, "It seems that Fu Yan didn't tell you about this?"
Xiao Xin glared at him coldly: "I already told you not to drag Fu Yan into this."
Mo Xuan conceded defeat: "Alright, alright, then let's talk about Fu Yan's past."
Xiao Xin: "Mm."
He glanced at Xiao Xin's calm expression and continued, "Actually, I don't know exactly when Fu Yan started to like Jiang Yuqing, but what I do know is that Fu Yan was sent abroad by his father when he was fifteen because his father found out that he liked Jiang Yuqing."
Xiao Xin: "..."
"A young man experiencing his first love and a gentle, intellectual older brother—this should have been a beautiful relationship. But later, rumors spread that Jiang Yuqing didn't have any special feelings for Fu Yan, and that it was Fu Yan who was relentlessly pursuing her."
“Fu Qingting was furious about this and locked Fu Yan in the house, preventing the two from seeing each other.”
Xiao Xin: "How did you find out about them?"
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