Yan Xinxin never expected Mo Chuxi to come in so suddenly.
She looked at him in surprise, the man’s cold and handsome face was covered with frost, his gaze frightening.
"Chuxi, did you hear that? I’ve told you before, she’s not a decent woman. Do you even know she’s been in contact with that bastard, Xu Nuo?"
Lin Yuan’ai fanned the flames.
Mo Chuxi pressed his thin lips together, the curve of them cold and rigid to the extreme.
Yan Xinxin saw the obvious anger and displeasure on his face, but she merely turned her head indifferently.
"Chuxi, I don’t want to see you being used by a scheming woman like her! Women like her, who sell their bodies for fame and fortune, don’t deserve your protection!"
Hearing Lin Yuan’ai’s insulting and demeaning words about Yan Xinxin, little Yan Chenxi angrily picked up a tissue box from the cabinet and threw it at her.
"Bad woman! You’re a bad woman! I hate you!"
Lin Yuan’ai was also a little annoyed.
"Look at him, how has such a young child been taught by her? Chuxi, let me give you some advice. Sue her! Take Xi back! Never have any dealings with this woman again..."
Amid the nearly explosive atmosphere, Mo Chuxi suddenly parted his lips lightly to interrupt.
The emotions on his face seemed faint, yet his dark eyes painted the displeasure he clearly felt at the moment.
Lin Yuan’ai was stunned.
"Acting out of concern for me means you can say things in front of such a little kid? Don’t you realize all of this is your doing?"
Mo Chuxi asked coldly, his thick brows furrowed deeply.
"Get out! I don’t want to repeat myself."
"Fine, then have a proper talk with this woman. I’m going to see Xixi now. Thanks to Yan Xinxin, such a young child has suffered so much!"
Lin Yuan’ai picked up her bag and turned to leave.
Yan Xinxin thought she could completely ignore the jokes Lin Yuan’ai had made, but when it came to Mu Chenxi, her heart couldn’t help but ache.
"Xi, Daddy Chuxi and your Little Xinxin have something to talk about. Why don’t you go out and play with Brother Ah Ding by the door, okay?"
Mo Chuxi walked over, his cold, icy face softened just slightly by a rare smile.
Yan Chenxi hesitated as he looked to Yan Xinxin, and when he saw her smiling and nodding lightly, he obediently complied.
"Then Daddy Chuxi, you can’t bully my Little Xinxin!"
Mo Chuxi was slightly stunned, then faintly nodded.
The little boy took his tiny long legs and obediently walked out of the hospital room.
The door clicked shut with a low "ka-cha."
Mo Chuxi’s footsteps echoed as he walked to the bedside, each step feeling like it was stomping on Yan Xinxin’s heart, unbearably heavy.
Mo Chuxi extended his right hand, gently lifting Yan Xinxin’s chin.
She raised her eyes to look at him. The man’s cold and handsome features, under the fragmented golden light of the evening glow, were deep and mesmerizing, but they sent chills down her heart.
Yan Xinxin had thought for sure that Mo Chuxi would erupt with furious accusations, but instead, he bent down close, his devilishly handsome face coming right up to hers.
"Hmm? Your courage has grown? Even daring to say such provocative words?"
Yan Xinxin fearlessly gave him a look that said he could interpret it however he wished.
"Well, thank your mother for always working so hard to piss me off."
"And that’s why you treat me ?"
Yan Xinxin looked in confusion at the seemingly hurt and alluring gaze of the man.
"You said the little one inside you isn’t mine. Did you ever consider how I’d feel?"
Yan Xinxin was momentarily speechless.