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Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife

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Chapter 478: Chapter 478: Mu Qianyuan, | will make you die again!

"The result? You don’t need to know."

Mu Qianshui spoke coldly.

The next second, without hesitation, she tore the appraisal report in her hand into pieces with a sharp *shrrrk*,

throwing it into the trash, her dark and eerie gaze fixed on the bin.

Mu Qianyuan, so what if you're really alive?

| can make you die all over again!

This time, you'll die an even more miserable death than before!

The start of a new week, early morning.

Mo Chuxi personally drove the two little ones to kindergarten.

"Daddy, daddy, why hasn't mommy cback yet?"

Little Chenxi furrowed her adorable brows and tugged on Mo Chuxi’s pant leg, asking while counting on her

chubby little fingers.

"1, 2, 3, 4, hmm... Xixi hasn't seen pretty mommy for four days now."

Mo Chuxi squatted down, smoothing Chenxi’s little skirt.

"Be good, Chun. Daddy promises you, mommy will definitely cback, okay?"

"Chuxi Daddy must have done something bad, really really bad, to make little Xinxin angry. Otherwise, my little

Xinxin wouldn't be so willful."

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Yan Chenxi looked at Mo Chuxi with a skeptical gaze.

It must be like that.

Little Xinxin has never run off like this before, not even ignoring me.

Mo Chuxi glanced up at that stern-looking little "Xiao Shuai" face.

"Daddy promises your little Xinxin will cback."

He said, then rose to his feet.

"Take your sister inside now."

Yan Chenxi nodded, then reached out to take Chenxi’s hand.

"Bye, Chuxi Daddy."

"Bye-bye, Daddy~"

Watching the adorable little backs of the two children, Mo Chuxi smiled faintly and nodded.

But when he thought of that little woman who had "disappeared" for four days to avoid him, the smile on his

handsface quickly faded.

It was near 9 o'clock, the start of work hours.

At the entrance of Di Jue Financial Group, a constant stream of people rushed in, just barely making it on time.

Among the crowd, a sleek and slender figure moved toward the elevator.

As the elevator doors happened to open, a large group quickly squeezed in. Yan Xinxin quickened her pace

slightly, but just as she reached it, the elevator doors closed right in front of her.

She glanced down at the time—it was right on the edge of being late.

Turning her head, she noticed the farthest elevator rising from the basement. Without thinking, she walked over

and pressed the button.

In just a few seconds, the elevator made a *ding* sound and opened.

Without hesitation, Yan Xinxin

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Raising her head, her starry eyes abruptly collided with Mo Chuxi’s deep, dark gaze, as profound as the night.

Mo Chuxi, upon seeing Yan Xinxin, was slightly stunned, and even more captivated.

Just four days apart, and it was as if she had transformed yet again.

She wore a crisp white three-quarter sleeve blouse paired with a gray pencil skirt, and flat shoes on her feet.

She exuded both the aura of a professional office lady and the delicate style of a refined debutante.

Her waist-length black hair was

parted slightly off-center, effqslepsly

creeediq frier'sindi oval face.

Her ha eup-free complexion was

flawless, clean, and radiant. The

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For a moment, tseemed to rewind—he glimpsed the pure, youthful beauty she had at eighteen on her face

now.

Mo Chuxi's heartbeat quickened, and

he was just WARS, something

Nai hejofiset” Xinxin shifting

her gaze away and turning to leave.

He quickly extended his slender fingers and pressed the close door’ button.

Yan Xinxin's steps paused slightly, followed by the sensation of her wrist being gently but firmly held by a

familiar grip.

"Mrs. Mo, how long do you intend to keep avoiding me? Hmm?"