Qin Qin looked down at her daughter, quietly nursing in her arms. The clear eyes of her daughter were staring at her, adorable enough to melt her heart, and a loving smile stayed on her lips.
Footsteps softened by distance reached her ears, familiar enough to make her lift her head and look over. Unbeknownst to her, the servant by her side had already left, and her husband, Mo Yunchen, approached from afar. His tall, straight figure walked leisurely toward her, his handsome face like that of the Heavenly God, with hints of bewitching charm and sophistication, radiating elegance and nobility.
Mo Yunchen stood in front of Qin Qin and bent down to kiss her forehead, his deep and magnetic voice sounding, "Tired?"
"Not tired! Yanyan and Chuer are very well-behaved."
She was speaking the truth; the two children were extremely understanding and considerate despite being just over a month old. They seemed to take special care of her, their mother. Even when they cried, they would stop after she comforted them for a while, their little mouths curling into what seemed like smiles at her.
"Why are you back so early today?" Qin Qin asked with a smile, looking at Mo Yunchen by her side. After her daughter had finished eating, she fastened her clothes and picked up the girl to gently pat her back.
"Let me hold her!" Mo Yunchen took over his daughter, Mo Yuchu, and began to pat her back with practiced gentleness until she burped, and then he stopped.
Qin Qin watched as Mo Yunchen went from being unfamiliar to skilled in these actions, and couldn’t help but feel moved. The man who should have been assertive in the business world was here, doting on his son and daughter—who could imagine it?
The well-fed Xiao Chuchu closed her eyes and fell asleep. Mo Yunchen gently placed her in the cradle.
"Two little lazy pigs!" Qin Qin playfully chided, looking at the son and daughter sleeping in the cradle.
Mo Yunchen hugged Qin Qin, speaking softly, "Don’t overwork yourself in the future. Leave them to the servants."
Qin Qin shook her head and lifted it from his embrace, her eyes sparkling like crystals, "I want to hold them more."
The hand Mo Yunchen had at her waist tightened, "There will be plenty of time in the future. You haven’t fully recovered."
"...Okay!" She closed her eyes, unwilling to say more. He was well aware of her condition, yet he always avoided acknowledging it.
"By the way, my parents are going back this afternoon."
There was important business at home that required Qin An and Lee Fong to return. They decided to take care of it before coming back. Qin Qin thought it over and agreed. In the morning, they had gone to Jingdu City to buy some things. Qin Qin had wanted to accompany them, but they refused, not wanting her to overexert herself, just like Mo Yunchen didn’t.
"Okay, let’s go see them off."
Nowadays, he always came home for lunch, and today he finished his important tasks early, planning to spend more time with her.
Qin An and Lee Fong’s flight was at three in the afternoon.
Mo Yunchen personally drove Qin Qin to the airport to see off Qin An and Lee Fong, who could not refuse this gesture.
At the airport waiting room, Qin Qin repeatedly reminded Qin An and Lee Fong, who assured her to rest easy and not overexert herself, and to call if anything came up.
Qin Qin nodded tenderly, with Mo Yunchen beside her.
After sending off Qin An and Lee Fong, Qin Qin sat in the passenger seat, feeling a vague discomfort in her heart, making her frown deeply.
A surge of Sixth Sense made her clutch her chest.
Noticing something was wrong with Qin Qin, Mo Yunchen pulled the car over to the side of the road and took her hand, "What’s wrong?"
"I don’t know, I just feel very uncomfortable. Mo Yunchen, let’s hurry back."
For some reason, she felt something was wrong with her children... no, she dared not continue the thought,
Mo Yunchen’s car quickly returned to the villa.
Qin Qin promptly opened the car door and ran towards her son and daughter’s room.
In the nursery, one of the nannies was gently rocking a pink cradle, humming a lullaby.
Seeing Qin Qin rush in so flustered, the nanny stood up and bowed, "Madam, you’re back."
Qin Qin went over to the two small beds side by side. On the left was her daughter’s pink cradle, where her daughter was sleeping quietly, her cute little face rosy and peaceful. But her son Mo Yuyan’s bed was empty.
"Where is Yanyan?!" Qin Qin asked the nanny who was caring for her daughter, her voice tense.
The nanny, taken aback, looked up and said in a low voice, "The young master wouldn’t stop crying. Aunt Zhang tried everything but to no avail, so she just took him to the back garden."
Aunt Zhang mentioned by the nanny was the one taking care of Mo Yuyan.
Qin Qin quickly turned and ran toward the back garden, her steps hurried.
When Mo Yunchen had chosen these two nannies to take care of the children, she hadn’t used her ghost eyes to check on them, relying only on the fact that both were long-standing servants in Mo Yunchen’s villa. Their families also worked for Mo Yunchen, showing loyal dedication, so she hadn’t felt the need to investigate further with her ghost eyes. Now, she somewhat regretted it.