Yan Xinxin forced herself to suppress the discomfort swelling from her heart, pretending to continue sleeping.
Mo Chuxi slowly got up and walked over to a pot of light purple hydrangeas placed by the floor-to-ceiling window.
Yuan.
This ti it’s true, I’m here to say goodbye to you.
Forgive my change of heart, goodbye.
Mo Chuxi looked at the pot of hydrangeas with utmost seriousness, saying the words he hadn’t finished in his heart, as a gentle smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
Suddenly, there was a noise from behind.
He lifted his deep eyes, seeing that Yan Xinxin had already gotten up.
"Awake?"
Mo Chuxi walked toward her, a gentle warmth in his narrow and long phoenix eyes.
Yan Xinxin nodded listlessly.
"Go wash up in the room, pick a dress you like to wear, and let’s go pick up Xi from school together."
"Okay."
Yan Xinxin responded chanically, entirely oblivious to the tenderness between Mo Chuxi’s brows, as her mind repeatedly replayed the soft call of "Yuan" he had whispered in her ear just now...
Yan Xinxin casually chose a mid-length white dress, changing out of her sportswear.
She had no idea what brand the dress was, or how astonishing its price was, nor did she know that these clothes were part of Mo Chuxi’s collection, cleaned by his orders before they were sent to her...
Picking up her son at Sunflower Kindergarten, Yan Chenxi couldn’t help but exclaim as soon as he saw Yan Xinxin.
"Xinxin, you look so pretty in that dress!"
Yan Xinxin was taken aback but finally smiled cheerfully at her adorable and sensible son.
"Xi, did you eat candy? Why are your words so sweet?"
"I’m just telling the honest truth! If you don’t believe , ask Daddy Chuxi!"
Yan Chenxi spoke earnestly, then moved closer to Mo Chuxi, who was driving.
"Daddy Chuxi, isn’t Xinxin really pretty? Isn’t she?"
Yan Xinxin’s cheeks flushed, and she hurriedly hugged her son.
"Xi, don’t be naughty..."
"The pure campus beauty Yan Xinxin, of course, is beautiful."
"..."
Mo Chuxi’s half-teasing, half-joking reply ca through.
Yan Xinxin looked at him, his handso features bathed in the evening sunlight, charming and carefree, yet he did not belong to her...
Mo Manor.
When the car finally stopped, Yan Xinxin realized that Mo Chuxi had brought her and her son to his ho.
"Mo Chuxi, why did you bring Xi and here?"
Mo Chuxi turned his handso face, his gaze uncharacteristically gentle.
"Don’t be afraid, as long as I’m here, no one will dare to bully you and your son, alright?"
Despite his words, Yan Xinxin was still reluctant to enter the gates of the Mo family.
Lin Yuan’ai seed to have known they would co and waited in the living room without any surprise.
But when she saw Yan Xinxin in the white lace dress designed by a famous Italian designer, she was slightly surprised.
This was last year’s design, with only eight pieces released worldwide, already a rare find.
"Chuxi, your father is waiting for you in the study. You should go find him first."
Lin Yuan’ai smiled as she spoke.
"Don’t worry, I will take good care of Lady Yan."
Yan Xinxin looked up at Mo Chuxi, just as he lowered his gaze to her, reaching out to touch her head.
"Then sit for a bit, I’ll be back soon."
Though extrely unwilling, Yan Xinxin had to nod.
Watching Mo Chuxi’s figure ascend the stairs, Yan Xinxin held her son’s hand and stood to the side.
"Lady Yan, have a seat."
Lin Yuan’ai invited, then looked at Yan Chenxi with a slight smile.
"Xi, co to grandma."
"You’re not my grandma."
Yan Chenxi refused.
Lin Yuan’ai’s expression stiffened slightly, yet she maintained her smile.
"Lady Yan truly has skills, it seems the position of the Mo family daughter-in-law is yours uncontested, but you must first make Xi understand that he is our grandson from the Mo family."
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