The commanding tone left Yan Xinxin's delicate body trembling slightly.
Seeing the man's sharp icy gaze, she nervously stepped back two paces.
"Yan Xinxin…"
"Boom!"
Mo Chuxi was walking toward her, but the room's lights suddenly went out in an instant.
Yan Xinxin froze for a moment, then quickly took advantage of the darkness to retrieve the medical report from her bag, folding it into a small piece and slipping it into her pocket.
Just as she managed to complete the guilty action, her wrist was suddenly seized by an all-too-familiar hand.
"..."
"Come with me."
As Mo Chuxi's cold voice rang out, Yan Xinxin's footsteps involuntarily followed, being dragged along.
"Chuxi?"
"I don't have time to inspect the venue today, another day."
Without turning his head, Mo Chuxi responded to Sheng Yehan, pulling Yan Xinxin out of the exhibition hall.
Yan Xinxin stumbled in her pace, unable to match Mo Chuxi's long strides.
