Yan Xinxin was surprised and hurriedly prepared to get out of the car.
But right after, she suddenly saw Mu Qianshui erging from the kindergarten.
The famous leading lady, dressed in stylish and standout attire, was surrounded by a crowd of passersby and parents.
No wonder so many people were gathering at the kindergarten entrance.
"I’ll go get Xi."
Yan Xinxin said as she reached out to open the car door.
Mo Chuxi grabbed her wrist.
"I’ll go."
With those words, Mo Chuxi pushed the door open and stepped out of the car.
His tall, lean figure of 6’2" strode under the slanting sunlight, radiating a majestic aura like a king.
The paparazzi and dia, sharp as ever, imdiately noticed Mo Chuxi’s arrival and shifted their focus from Mu Qianshui, the acclaid queen of the screen, to him.
Yan Xinxin remained seated in the car, watching as Mu Qianshui, who was holding Little Chenxi’s small hand, also turned to look their way.
In those almond-shaped eyes of Mu Qianshui, Yan Xinxin caught a hint of subtle emotion.
"Daddy Chuxi!"
Upon hearing Little Xi’s call, Mo Chuxi directed his sharp phoenix-like eyes toward the crowd, spotting the tiny, almost overwheld figure.
"Daddy! Daddy’s here!"
Little Chenxi exclaid in delight upon seeing her handso and dashing father.
Without a second thought, Mu Qianshui loosened her grip on Little Chenxi’s hand, allowing the child to run excitedly toward Mo Chuxi.
"Daddy!"
Little Chenxi dashed forward and wrapped her arms around Mo Chuxi’s long legs.
In her pure and innocent world, there was no gossip, no dia speculation—she simply wanted to be close to the "Daddy" in her eyes.
Looking down at the little bundle beside his feet, with her chubby pink cheeks and those clear, pure eyes, Mo Chuxi felt a surge of tenderness in his heart.
He bent down and scooped Little Chenxi up, then extended a hand toward Yan Chenxi, the young boy.
Every movent he made captivated everyone’s attention, yet Mo Chuxi remained composed and elegant, exuding an unapproachable regal presence that deterred anyone from disturbing him.
But the dia and paparazzi were plagued by one burning question!
This little girl adopted by the Mu family five years ago—why was she calling Crown Prince Di Jue "Daddy"?
Moreover, the features and contours of this little girl’s face bore an uncanny resemblance to the Crown Prince!
Could it be that the rumors within their circle were true? Could this little girl, nad Mu Chenxi, actually be the secret daughter of Mo Chuxi and Mu Qianshui?
And if that were the case, then who was this little boy who looked strikingly similar to the Crown Prince?
"Chuxi."
As everyone speculated, Mu Qianshui suddenly spoke.
"You’re here."
She smiled faintly and said in a gentle tone, behaving naturally and composed.
Seeing this situation, the gossip-hungry dia imdiately gripped their tools of trade, itching to dive in, yet hesitant to anger Mo Chuxi.
Everyone in the industry knew this Crown Prince intensely disliked gossip magazines that lacked substance.
But this—this was explosive, sensational gossip right in front of them! If they didn’t snap so photos or ask so questions, it’d be unbearable!
"Young Master Mo! I’m a reporter from *Stellar Weekly*! I’d like to ask you a question!"
Suddenly, soone in the crowd shouted boldly.
The atmosphere around them instantly froze into a heavy silence. Everyone’s gaze naturally shifted toward the voice’s origin.
Including Mo Chuxi.
His previously gentle expression turned sharp in an instant, and as his icy gaze landed upon the male reporter, the man imdiately began to panic and shrink back!
"You have a question for ?"
Mo Chuxi parted his thin lips slightly.
"N-no, not really..."
"Today is a special day. I’m in a good mood, so I’ll allow you to ask one question."
Good heavens!
Mo Chuxi’s statent was astonishing!
The male reporter, stunned for a mont, quickly stepped forward in excitent, rushing straight to the point.
"Young Master Mo! Is it true that you and Miss Mu Qianshui are secretly married? Is Mu Chenxi your daughter?"
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