The word "regret" resonated heavily in Mo Chuxi’s ears.
Suddenly, Mo Chuxi chuckled.
His sharp, thin lips opened and closed in her vision.
"Yan Xinxin, you’re smarter than I imagined. You know how to restrain me."
Yan Xinxin responded with a faint smile.
Her seemingly calm reply pierced directly into Mo Chuxi’s heart.
Yan Xinxin silently let out a breath of relief.
That was truly a risky move just moments ago.
"Stay here. I’ll go get you a dress."
Mo Chuxi said as he stood up, his back straight and sophisticated.
Yan Xinxin turned her head to look at him.
"Young Master Mo, this was your own choice. So don’t come asking me for interest later."
Mo Chuxi paused his steps at the doorway.
He turned slightly to the side.
"Do you really think I care that much about this so-called interest?"
He parted his lips to speak.
Yan Xinxin froze briefly.
"Yan Xinxin, the thing I desire most—it’s inside you."
With that, he turned and left.
Yan Xinxin raised a hand to her forehead, her brows furrowing tightly.
She didn’t know how she should face this man—this man whom she loved but whose actions left her unable to forgive...
She wanted to understand the reason behind his cruel deeds, but she couldn’t control her collapsing emotions. It was impossible to face him calmly...
The workday came to an end.
Though somewhat unwilling, Yan Xinxin still chose to get into Mo Chuxi’s car to return.
Because this way, she could see her son and little Chenxi as quickly as possible.
Throughout the ride, Yan Xinxin didn’t say a single word to Mo Chuxi. It wasn’t until she entered the apartment and saw her precious children that she finally smiled.
"Xi, Little Chenxi, have you been good today?"
"Mama, Xixi was very good~"
Little Chenxi answered with her sparkling, beautiful eyes blinking at her.
"Mama, since Xixi was so good, can you take Xixi to see Auntie? Xixi misses Auntie."
Mu Qianshui’s mother, Ning Zitong?
Yan Xinxin felt her heart skip a beat. A certain thought surfaced in her mind—she indeed wanted something, a way to verify something.
She agreed with a smile.
"Tomorrow is the weekend. How about Xinxin-jiejie takes you to see Auntie?"
"Not Xinxin-jiejie, Mama."
Little Chenxi corrected her seriously.
"Then thank you, Mama."
The little one cheerfully expressed gratitude, pressing her adorable lips to plant a kiss on Yan Xinxin’s cheek.
Yan Xinxin felt her heart melting.
With such a sweet and lovable little cutie as Little Chenxi, there’s truly no reason not to adore her.
But since she wasn’t Mu Qianshui’s biological daughter, what kind of heartless parents would abandon her at the orphanage?
Under the moonlit night sky.
After taking a bath, Yan Xinxin stood hesitantly in the corridor, staring at Mo Chuxi’s room.
If it’s going to end, it should end cleanly!