"Actually, fear is just my attitude. It's a painful past for me. In fact, I should thank Mr. Xiao." Shang Xian looked at the wine glass that Mo Xi was holding, the red liquid inside swirling back and forth, looking very tempting.
"Thank him for what?" Mo Xi shifted his gaze to Shang Xian, his eyes filled with a dangerous glint.
"Thank you for teaching me to grow up, for teaching me how to protect myself, for teaching me what it means to be independent, and for teaching me how to love someone who loves me." Shang Xian slowly reached out and suddenly covered Mo Xi's hand holding the wine glass.
Moxi was clearly taken aback, and the wine glass he was holding fell onto the table with a thud, the red liquid inside sloshing violently.
A hush fell over the air. Moxi finally came to her senses and looked at Shang Xian, whose head was lowered and whose expression was unreadable.
Moxi grabbed Shang Xian's soft little hand and pressed it onto the table. Shang Xian looked up at him, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes. Suddenly, her thought process took a turn and she realized a possibility: he was cooperating with her in an act.
"Xiao Mo, you're not young anymore, you're already thirty. Although it's not that old for you, you should forget everything and start afresh. My parents are getting old and want to see me doing well, not letting the past hold me back. So I plan to... get married in three months."
"No!" Xiao Mo slammed his hand on the table and stood up, his hands on the table, his eyes bloodshot, looking somewhat frightening.
“Mr. Xiao, there’s really no need for this.” Mo Xi pressed his shoulder to make him sit down. “Compared to me, you’re much better off. I’ve waited for over twenty years, and this day has consumed a third of my life. I want to spend the remaining two-thirds with her, to help her leave this embarrassing place. As long as she comes with me, my company and everything else doesn’t matter. Others have too many concerns, but I only want her. My remaining life can only be with her, otherwise I’ll be at a huge loss. I don’t want to be the second lead anymore; I want to take the lead.”
Shang Xian was quite moved at first, but when she heard the last line, "I don't want to be the second male lead anymore, I want to take the lead," she almost burst out laughing.
Just as Xiao Mo opened his mouth to say something, Mo Xi, in a fit of frustration, waved his hand and knocked him unconscious.
"Isn't what you did a foul?" Shang Xian went over to check on Xiao Mo, and only walked over to Mo Xi's side after making sure he was alright.
"I didn't kill him, what rule did I break?" Moxi tugged at the collar of his loose shirt and walked to the sofa to sit down. He was really upset right now, and there were many things on his mind that he couldn't express.
"Are you in a bad mood?" Shang Xian noticed that he seemed a bit agitated.
"Me!" Moxi swallowed back the words he was about to say.
"Um?"
"Did you hear what I just said?" Moxi looked at her.
"I heard that, the acting was quite good." Shang Xian sat down next to him, propping her legs up on the table.
“A play? I’m serious,” Moxi said, calming down as he leaned back against the sofa.
Shang Xian was a little surprised.
"I'm not the second male lead, I never have been."
"Yes, so you were acting," Shang Xian said, finally understanding.
The next second, Moxi turned his head to look at her: "I'm the third male lead."
Shang Xian: "..."
“If this is your story, you are your own heroine, Li Ci is your male lead, Shen Yi is the second male lead, and I can only be the third male lead at most. Right now, I only want the third male lead to rise to the top, and I have no other thoughts.” Mo Xi said with a serious expression, and Shang Xian had no choice but to take it seriously as well.
“Moxi, actually…” She started to speak but was stopped by Moxi’s words.
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