Yan Xinxin, who already had heart disease, was suddenly startled when she heard that voice, and let out a scream.
Her face turned pale almost instantly, and she reflexively shrank into Mo Chuxi’s arms!
"No, no... Qianshui, no..."
Yan Xinxin, pale-faced, hid in Mo Chuxi’s embrace, simultaneously shouting in panic.
Mo Chuxi was slightly stunned, unable to ponder deeply, and first stretched out his arms to embrace Yan Xinxin.
"No, no..."
"Xinxin?"
"What’s going on?"
"What was that sound?"
"Yeah, it was so loud, even Little Yu Yuan got scared and cried!"
Lin Yuan’ai and Mo Qingning walked down the stairs, both looking puzzled.
The mother and daughter looked up to see Mo Chuxi standing at the door with a worried and serious expression, and Yan Xinxin leaning on Mo Chuxi’s chest. At the sa ti, they also saw Fu Zixin standing by the door, holding a celebration tube.
"You’re back, Cousin and Saozi!"
Mo Qingning quickly ran towards the door, while also curiously glancing at Fu Zixin standing on the side, trembling slightly.
"Zixin, didn’t you leave? When did you co back?"
She asked in confusion, seeing the scattered colorful ribbons on the floor, suddenly understanding.
"So the loud sound just now was you playing with the celebration tube! You must be mistaken, there are four little kids in this house now, playing like that could scare them!"
"I, I didn’t an to..."
Fu Zixin explained aggrievedly, looking at Mo Chuxi with tearful eyes.
"Cousin Xi, I really didn’t an it, I heard Saozi wasn’t dead, so I ca back specially to give you all a surprise."
"Surprise?"
Mo Chuxi spoke in a cold voice, his tone frozen.
"Who cares about the surprise you give? And who allowed you to enter this house again? Hmm?"
"Cousin Xi, I’m sorry, I really didn’t know Saozi was so easily frightened..."
She defended herself fearfully, her voice shaking.
Mo Qingning and Lin Yuan’ai looked at Yan Xinxin upon hearing this; indeed, Yan Xinxin seed very unwell.
"Xinxin, what’s wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"
"Saozi, are you okay? Look, Little Yu Yuan is here!"
Mo Qingning walked over to Yan Xinxin holding the little bundle in her arms.
Yan Xinxin buried her small face in Mo Chuxi’s chest, tightly clutching his clothes.
"Eeeyah..."
The gentle, childish voice ca softly from the side, and Yan Xinxin seed tense, turning her head, finally looking over.
In Mo Qingning’s arms, the little one waved its small hands and feet, its increasingly plump and adorable little face was still smiling.
Yan Xinxin’s nerves suddenly pulled tight, then slowly left Mo Chuxi’s embrace.
"Little Yu Yuan."
She called, instantly showing a smile with arched brows, then turned and walked to Mo Qingning, taking Little Yu Yuan into her arms.
Seeing her return to normal, Mo Chuxi’s heart slightly relaxed.
Actually, for a mont just now, he thought she was going to split into different personalities.
But...
Why did Xinxin say such words just now?
No?
Qianshui, no?
What does that an?
Could it be that, before the accidental fall into the water years ago, sothing else happened?
Otherwise, why would Xinxin say such words?
While pondering deeply, he saw Yan Xinxin hugging Little Yu Yuan and going upstairs alone. Mo Chuxi stopped his wandering thoughts, imdiately catching up with Yan Xinxin’s steps.
But after taking just two steps, his phone vibrated in his pocket. Taking it out for a look, he found it was Yan Xinxin’s phone, and the number on it made him pause.
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