Chapter 1168: Chapter 1168: Mu Qianyuan, Your Medical Report Is Fake! Mo Chuxi Is Playing You!
Yan Xinxin didn’t know what was going on; she only heard Xiao Yiran’s pained scream ring out behind her.
She stopped in her tracks and looked back, seeing Xiao Yiran’s face twisted in agony as he howled, while his right wrist was tightly gripped by a fair, well‑defined hand.
Following that hand upward, Yan Xinxin lifted her gaze to look at the man grabbing Xiao Yiran.
The man was dressed in a casual black suit, tall and straight, with pretty good taste in clothes.
He wore black sunglasses, a bit oversized, covering more than half of his face.
Even though his features weren’t fully visible, his skin was fair, his nose straight and handsome, his lips thin and attractive—he was definitely a looker.
One of his hands was in his pocket, the other restraining Xiao Yiran, and he looked completely relaxed, as if it took no effort at all.
"Who the hell are you! Hurry up and let go of Young Master me!"
Xiao Yiran roared at the man.
"A gentleman with any manners at all would never be that rude to a lady."
The man spoke, and even his voice was clean and pleasant.
Apparently good looks, height, and voice all came as a package with handsome guys.
Yan Xinxin naturally thought of Mo Chuxi.
"I’m talking business with my friend, what’s it to you! Gentleman, lady, what kind of fake manners are you—ow ow ow..."
Xiao Yiran had just snapped back a couple of lines when he cried out in pain again.
The other customers and the waiters in the shop all looked over.
"I don’t want to waste words on someone as uncivilized as you. Apologize to this lady right now, and I’ll let you go."
"Apologize for what! It’s not like I did anything to her!"
"You just tipped that waitress over there three hundred bucks to put something into this young lady’s coffee, didn’t you?"
"..."
Having his scheme exposed in public, Xiao Yiran’s face instantly turned awkward, and the named waitress immediately turned away to avoid them.
Yan Xinxin actually wasn’t surprised; she’d already guessed that a stud like Xiao Yiran would pull this kind of trick.
"Apologize. Now."
"Fine, fine! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!"
Xiao Yiran really couldn’t take the pain anymore and could only back down.
"Mu Qianyuan, I was wrong, I won’t ever do something like this again!"
"That didn’t sound sincere at all."
The man said in disdain, casually flinging Xiao Yiran away, then turned to look at Yan Xinxin.
"Miss, you didn’t drink that cup of coffee just now, did you?"
"Thank you, sir. I figured he’d pull something like that, so I didn’t even touch it."
Yan Xinxin smiled and thanked him.
The man pressed his lips into a slight smile.
"That’s good."
As he spoke, he took off his sunglasses, revealing an exceptionally handsome, picture‑perfect face.
"Whoa! That guy is so handsome!"
"Such a hot young stud!"
"Is he a big celebrity or something?!"
The young girls nearby were all exclaiming in awe at the sight of his face.
To be honest, Yan Xinxin didn’t feel much about it. Maybe it was because, in her eyes, Mo Chuxi was already the most handsome, the most beautiful, the most breathtakingly picturesque man—no one could compare.
"Mu Qianyuan, I wasn’t the one who played you. You really are the best bone marrow match for Mu Shaoqian, so of course I wanted you to take a good look at your own files!"
Xiao Yiran suddenly chuckled and spoke, his gaze wicked as he looked at Yan Xinxin.
"I know you went and did a physical examination, and that report said your body wasn’t suitable for a bone marrow transplant surgery, right?"
Yan Xinxin looked at him, outwardly calm and composed.
"Xiao Yiran, what are you trying to say?"
"I’m trying to tell you that the one who really played you is Mo Chuxi!"
"..."
"Your physical report is fake. He’s the one who had the hospital forge it. This one is the real deal! Want to know how I know? Because my uncle is Vice Dean Xiao, the one who gave you that report!"