Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife-Chapter 697: I Don’t Believe It! I Don’t Believe It!
"What?"
A clear and calm voice came from beside her.
Mo Chuxi didn’t expect it, and Jian Ziqing was even more caught off guard!
In the midst of her stunned shock, she saw Yan Xinxin, who was leaning against Mo Chuxi’s arms, slowly turn around.
This time, Yan Xinxin no longer had the dazed and hazy look in her eyes from when she first entered. At this moment, her gaze was piercingly clear and vibrant.
Mo Chuxi glanced at Yan Xinxin’s delicate profile, faintly curved into a smile, and felt momentarily lost.
His Yuan was gone, but his Xinxin had returned?
"You... hiss... what did you just say? Yan Xinxin, what the f*ck did you just say?!"
Jian Ziqing, using the last of her strength, demanded harshly.
Even though the pain from the bullet wounds in both her palms made her nearly lose her senses, she still couldn’t resist hurling venomous words at Yan Xinxin, her eyes glaring fiercely!
Yan Xinxin glanced at the blood on her hands and couldn’t help but frown.
"Chuxi, if this drags on, her hands will be destroyed."
"She used those hands to do things she shouldn’t have done. Even if they’re destroyed, she deserves it."
Mo Chuxi’s lips moved indifferently.
Jian Ziqing’s heart turned ice-cold in an instant, but she still refused to accept it or let it go!
"Chuxi, I know what you just said wasn’t true—you’re lying to me! And you!"
Jian Ziqing glared at Yan Xinxin with wide, vicious eyes.
"Yan Xinxin, don’t get smug! So what if you’re now the Mo family’s young madam? So what if my entire future is ruined? We’re the same! Neither of us can ever win Chuxi’s heart! The one he loves is that woman called Yuan, not you! Ha!"
"Hey, hey, hey..."
Ah Ding, standing nearby, couldn’t take it anymore.
"You not only have a problem with your brain, but your ears must also be defective. My young madam just said it very clearly—she IS the Yuan you keep talking about. Is your head not working?"
"..."
Jian Ziqing’s smile froze at Ah Ding’s remark.
"Bullsh*t! She could never be Yuan! Not even if I were to die would I believe it!"
"If you’d never believe it even in death, then does that mean you’ll have to believe it if you’re alive?"
Yan Xinxin spoke calmly and unhurriedly.
Jian Ziqing glared at Yan Xinxin with hatred, her teeth clenched.
Looking at her pale but furious expression, Yan Xinxin couldn’t help but feel pity.
"Or let me put it this way—you should understand by now. While my name is Yan Xinxin, I also have a nickname: Yuan."
"..."
"Chuxi and I have known each other since childhood. We were promised to each other as children, and this life, I’m destined to marry him. In this life, he will have no one but me."
"Im... pos... si... ble! I don’t believe it!"
"There’s nothing impossible in this world. Believe it or not, you have no choice but to accept it."
Yan Xinxin refuted her self-deluding words with calm defiance, lowering her beautiful eyes toward the disheveled woman sitting at her feet.
"I am the Yuan you have envied during your four years of university until now—the woman Chuxi loves most."
"No!"
"Jian Ziqing, thank you for orchestrating this drama. Instead, it has strengthened and deepened the bond between Chuxi and me."
"..."
"A person like you, filled with wicked schemes and despicable means, not only doesn’t deserve even a sliver of Chuxi’s attention but is also utterly incapable of truly being loved by any decent man. You simply aren’t worthy!"
"...You, Yan Xinxin! Shut up, shut up! I don’t believe it! I don’t believe it—"
Seeing Jian Ziqing’s hysterical state, Mo Chuxi was uninterested in watching any further.
"Ah Ding."
"Yes, Young Master Mo!"
Ah Ding immediately stepped forward, approaching the door.
As soon as the door opened, a wave of chaotic noise poured in.
"You can come in now!"
