Mo Chuxi is here.

The tall, jade-like man is wearing a light gray trench coat with a clean, unwrinkled white shirt underneath, adding a bit of warmth and leisure to his stern and cold image.

In the eyes of outsiders, Mo Chuxi still maintains a high and aloof, abstinent and indifferent demeanor.

But who would know that every morning when he wakes up, he acts spoiled with Yan Xinxin.

He wants her to personally button his shirt and personally tie his tie.

Obsessed to the extreme.

Seeing Mo Chuxi arrive, the two couples who initially planned to leave turned back.

Seeing this, Xiao Yiran felt extremely suffocated.

"Young Master Mo, our company has several big orders recently, I wonder if you are interested? Price-wise, you decide, I have no problem on my end! You can sign the contract at any time!"

"Young Master Mo, I heard Mrs. Mo is about to give birth, our company recently launched new maternity and baby products and we want Mrs. Mo to be a spokesperson. You can set the price as you wish, I wonder if Mrs. Mo is interested?"

Both Mr. Qin and Mr. Li hurried over to build connections with Mo Chuxi.

Xiao Yiran stood to the side watching, almost popping his eyes out in anger!

Damn it!

He had just advised the couples not to leave, and now, as soon as they saw Mo Chuxi, they acted like puppies meeting their owner, scrambling to curry favor.

Mo Chuxi didn’t pay attention to them, instead looking down at the two little red dots on his phone screen.

Moreover, the two little red dots were moving around, seemingly freely.

The kids were indeed in this villa.

However, before he figures out why Xi and Chun are here, he doesn’t want to alert anyone.

Mo Chuxi put away his phone and raised his deep eyes to look at the two middle-aged men beside him.

"For work-related matters, you can contact my personal assistant Ah Ding."

He said, lifting his gaze to see Xiao Yiran standing unhappily before him, and his thin lips curved.

"Young Master Xiao, isn’t today your celebration banquet? Why does your face look so bad?"

Mo Chuxi curved his sexy lips in amused inquiry, although knowing full well.

He had clearly seen Xiao Yiran chasing the couples with good words, not knowing the situation, but it was no mistake to tease him.

Seeing the deep, teasing smile on Mo Chuxi’s face, Xiao Yiran wasn’t stupid.

"Really? Does my face look bad? Must have been scared by what you’re wearing today, Young Master Mo."

"Does my outfit look strange?"

"Of course, it does."

Xiao Yiran lifted his face arrogantly.

"Today’s guests at my banquet, all men are in suits and women in evening dresses, it’s basic courtesy, doesn’t Young Master Mo understand?"

"Of course, I understand basic courtesy, but in front of people I don’t value, I’m too lazy even for basic courtesy."

"..."

"Besides, my wife chose this outfit for me when she got up early today, she buttoned it for me one by one, how could I bear to take it off?"

"..."

Xiao Yiran’s arrogance quickly deflated but he was still not satisfied.

"Mo Chuxi, do you know why I invited you?"

"Does the mind of Young Master Xiao need guessing?"

Mo Chuxi spoke casually, elegantly, with deep eyes.

"Xiao Yiran, you and I have long been tacit, why ask such stupid questions?"

"You..."

Xiao Yiran struggled to remain calm.

But Mo Chuxi stayed calm as he stepped forward, and those he glanced at - both men and women - smiled and nodded at him.

He did not care and was just about to enter the house, when his peripheral vision caught a face that surprised him.

Mu Qianshui?