Just as the door was about to be pushed open, it was abruptly slamd shut with a "bang" by Mu Qianshui, who had suddenly appeared.
The wooden sign hanging on the door fell to the cream-colored floor with a "clatter."
Yan Xinxin bent down carefully and picked up the sign.
"Give it to !"
Mu Qianshui forcefully snatched the wooden sign from Yan Xinxin’s hand, rudely and aggressively hanging it back to its original position.
"This is my deceased sister’s room. What? You still want to enter a dead person’s room?"
Mu Qianshui looked at Yan Xinxin with contempt, completely shedding the facade of elegance and grace she maintained in front of others.
Yan Xinxin withdrew her hand and curled her pink lips slightly as she looked at Mu Qianshui.
"So this is the true side of the goddess admired by millions of fans. Truly, an eye-opener."
Mu Qianshui dismissed Yan Xinxin’s sarcastic comnt with a mockingly indifferent laugh.
"You don’t need to know which side of is real or fake. Just rember, this is an exception letting you see Xixi. After you’re done, leave imdiately."
"I will leave. You don’t need to rush ."
Yan Xinxin responded with a defiant glance, then turned to follow Sister Xia’s footsteps.
"Hmph."
Mu Qianshui let out a cold and scornful chuckle, casting a sidelong glance at the door beside her. Finally, her gaze fell on the door sign bearing the na "Mu Qianyuan." She reached out and picked it up.
"Mu Qianyuan, even when you’re dead, you’re such a nuisance. Everyone keeps ntioning your na!"
She gritted her teeth and whispered under her breath.
"Even Yan Xinxin can steal Chuxi’s attention just because she resembles you. Mu Qianyuan, you’re truly haunting !"
"Bang!"
As Yan Xinxin stepped into Chenxi’s room, she heard a sound of impact. She glanced to the side and clearly caught Mu Qianshui forcefully throwing away Mu Qianyuan’s door sign with a venomous glare.
She couldn’t help furrowing her brows, feeling a dull ache in her chest.
Did she see it wrong?
How could Mu Qianshui treat Mu Qianyuan’s door sign with such hostility? They were sisters, after all!
"Xinxin sister!"
Chenxi’s innocent voice rang out happily as he ran toward her.
Yan Xinxin quickly ca back to her senses and saw little Chenxi trotting on his tiny legs toward her.
"Chenxi, don’t run."
Yan Xinxin reminded him.
Little Chenxi obediently stopped and blinked his large, grape-like glistening eyes at her. His soft pink lips parted slightly.
"Xinxin sister, I won’t run. I’ll wait for you."
Yan Xinxin felt a sweet warmth spread through her heart.
Smiling, she walked over to Chenxi and squatted in front of him. The midday sunlight shone down, making the little one’s pink cheeks look even rosier, and his energy seed to be in good shape.
"Chenxi, you’re getting much better."
"Mm! Auntie said I’m all better, but I still need to be obedient and rest well."
"Mm-hmm."
Yan Xinxin reached out and patted Chenxi’s little head.
"Chenxi is really good."
"If Xixi is so good, will Xinxin sister reward with a cake?"
"Of course, I will!"
"Will you reward Xixi with playing with Daddy and Xi brother too?"
"Hmm... Yes, I will!"
Yan Xinxin nodded solemnly and agreed.
Sister Xia, watching the scene from the side, felt inexplicably moved by the warmth and silently turned to leave the room.
Yan Xinxin took Chenxi’s hand and walked slowly to the princess bed. The lazy sumr breeze drifted in, brushing over two similar faces.
"Xinxin sister, isn’t a daughter supposed to be Daddy and Mommy’s little one?"
Chenxi asked in his soft, childish voice.
Yan Xinxin paused briefly, then smiled and nodded.
"Mm-hmm."
"Will sister beco my Mommy?"
"Huh?"
"Qianshui sister said Xixi isn’t her sister—Xixi is her little treasure. Qianshui sister also said she’s my Mommy. Is it true?"
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