Yan Xinxin was startled enough to put down her chopsticks and stand up.
The two little ones simultaneously raised their heads, their big eyes staring at these two adults.
Mo Chuxi behaved as though he didn't see Yan Xinxin and the two little ones' reactions. His elegant hand stretched toward Yan Xinxin's bowl, and in the next second, he effortlessly took it away.
Yan Xinxin was practically petrified.
Mo Chuxi actually took her bowl of rice without any hesitation!
Is this the legendary noble and elegant, aloof and cold Crown Prince Di Jue?
"Mo Chuxi, I already ate out of that bowl of rice!"
Yan Xinxin angrily glared at Mo Chuxi.
"Are you seriously planning to eat my saliva?"
He remained unfazed, casually picked up a bite of food with his chopsticks, and raised his stunning eyes slightly.
"Don't remember that night?"
From Mo Chuxi's expression, she quickly grasped the meaning behind his words.
"Xinxin, have your meal!"
Her son's tender voice sounded, snapping Yan Xinxin back to reality. She looked down and found an extra bowl of rice on the table, apparently served for her by her son.
Yan Xinxin felt gratified. When she lifted her gaze, she coincidentally met Mo Chuxi's assessing stare, and her expression instantly turned disdainful.
"Mo Chuxi, did you see that? You can't even compare to a child."
"He's your son; serving you rice is only natural."
"Then what am I to you? Why should I serve you rice?"
"We can discuss the answer to that question later. I don't like talking too much during meals."
Faced with such a complex big boss, Yan Xinxin could only grit her teeth and endure it.
The most important thing, after all, was avoiding her son and Chenxi witnessing or hearing anything... "discordant."
After dinner, Yan Xinxin tidied up the dining room.
Once finished, she led her son and Chenxi from the living room to the guest room.
The room, with its cool-toned decor, was simple yet elegant. The spacious bed was more than sufficient for the two little ones to tumble around on.
Chenxi was already drowsy and fell asleep without much coaxing. Her son, however, still had his clear, big eyes wide open, his little brows furrowed tightly.
"Xi, why aren't you sleeping yet? Is it the unfamiliar place making you uncomfortable?"
Yan Xinxin asked softly.
Chenxi shook his head and spoke hesitantly, "That older brother who took me to the hospital is a good person. But... he bullies Xinxin. He's a bad person."
Hearing this, Yan Xinxin froze in surprise, an ache forming in her heart.
She really wasn't a qualified mother. Her son, so young, was already worrying so much for her.
Yan Xinxin's eyes stung. She bent down and gently kissed Chenxi's forehead.
"Baby, sleep peacefully. Mommy won't let anyone bully me, alright?"
Chenxi nodded seriously, looking at Yan Xinxin.
"Xinxin, good night."
"Good night, my little darling."
Watching her son close his eyes and drift into sleep, Yan Xinxin silently left the room, carefully closing the door behind her. Only then did she finally breathe out a sigh.
These past couple of days had been so exhausting...
Dragging her weary body along, Yan Xinxin went to the bathroom to bathe. Maybe her mind was preoccupied, because after her bath, she realized she hadn't brought a change of clothes into the bathroom!
She could only wrap herself in a towel, dry her hair, and cautiously tiptoe out.
The hallway lights had somehow been turned off, and Yan Xinxin couldn't locate the switch. She was forced to rely on the faint light to find her way forward.
Just as she thought she had reached her room and was about to turn on the light, a slightly cool hand abruptly grasped her delicate wrist!
Yan Xinxin let out a small cry as she was pulled completely into the room.