Yan Xinxin spoke angrily and strode away.
Mo Chuxi stood in place, his expression remained emotionless, but there was a faint tightness in his chest.
This little woman, Yan Xinxin...
If it weren't for that night, if it weren't because she was his first woman, Mo Chuxi was certain he wouldn't have tolerated her daring attitude towards him time and time again.
Yan Xinxin dressed up little Chenxi in Yan Chenxi's pajamas—a plain white T-shirt, light gray shorts, and her silky, shoulder-length hair resting obediently on her shoulder.
Little Chenxi followed Yan Xinxin to the living room. Yan Xinxin placed her on the sofa to sit down, bent over with a smile.
"Little Chenxi, sister is going to check how Xi is doing with his bath now. I'll make dinner for you soon, alright?"
Little Chenxi obediently nodded her tiny head, her big, sparkly eyes flashing adorably.
Yan Xinxin didn't have time to bathe herself, so she just changed her top and went to find her son.
As she walked halfway, she saw her son already cleaned up and walking out from Mo Chuxi's room, wearing clothes that she didn't even know when he had changed into.
But she wasn't sure if it was just her imagination—Yan Xinxin sensed that her son seemed a little down.
Yan Xinxin called out to her son.
"Xi, what's wrong? You took a bath in that guy's room—did he bully you?"
Yan Chenxi shook his head and lifted his slender eyes.
"That big brother is great in every way, except for one thing."
"He already has someone he likes. Sigh."
Yan Chenxi sighed lightly and furrowed his little brows as he walked towards the living room.
Yan Xinxin stared in confusion at her son's adorable, tiny figure, blinking in dismay.
The Crown Prince of the Di Jue Financial Group has someone he likes?
But even if he has someone he likes, why is Xi so dejected about it?
Yan Xinxin simply couldn't figure it out. She was so lost in thought that she didn't notice the person behind her coming closer.
Suddenly being called out so seriously, Yan Xinxin instinctively responded, almost as if she were a student in class.
But right after answering, she turned back to see the tall figure standing before her, and a surge of frustration had her furrowing her delicate brows.
"Mo Chuxi, are you a cat? You walk without making a sound. And why are you suddenly calling me?"
Mo Chuxi's face was indifferent as he lifted his left wrist, pointing elegantly at the time on his watch.
"It'll be eight o'clock soon."
Yan Xinxin gritted her teeth in frustration.
"Why should I cook for you? I'm not your maid."
"Then are you planning to live here for free? Or do you want to use something else in exchange?"
What's with that weird, complicated look in his eyes!
Yan Xinxin felt completely suffocated but ultimately had no choice but to relent. She glared at a certain someone angrily before begrudgingly heading off to make dinner.
Mo Chuxi watched Yan Xinxin's sulky retreating figure, his eyes flickering with a peculiar emotion, though it quickly vanished.
He strolled lazily into the living room with his long legs. The backs of the sofa revealed two little heads prominently.
Normally, the apartment was occupied by him alone, but now, there were two kids and a little woman. Mo Chuxi couldn't help but feel something indescribable stir in his heart.
He slowed his pace as he walked over, his gaze falling upon those two innocent faces, his brows furrowing slightly.
How come these two faces...