Mo Chuxi clearly saw Yan Xinxin’s expression freeze at his words.
"You, what did you just say?"
Her wide, shocked eyes suddenly reached out with trembling hands to grab his arm.
"Mo Chuxi, what did you say? My daughter isn’t dead? Chun isn’t dead? Do you know what you’re saying?"
"I certainly know what I’m saying, and I clearly know what I’m doing."
Mo Chuxi looked into her eyes filled with expectation and surprise, and spoke steadily.
"Yan Xinxin, you never truly saw Chun dead. Soone just told you she was dead, didn’t they?"
Hearing this, Yan Xinxin’s pupils widened with terror once again.
"You an to say soone deceived ? Chun never died?"
How could that be!
Yan Xinxin felt as if her chest was suddenly filled with sothing, and she found it hard to breathe.
Seeing her like this, Mo Chuxi frowned with anguish.
"Yan Xinxin, tell , who was it that told you Chun died?"
Yan Xinxin lowered her eyes, her gaze blank, her lips murmuring sothing softly. After a long while, she finally spoke.
"It was my mom..."
"That woman again."
Mo Chuxi sneered.
"If it weren’t for the fact that you have such a loving father, I would seriously doubt you were picked up by that woman."
His words caused Yan Xinxin to feel a shock in her heart once more.
Picked up.
Was I picked up by that woman?
If so, doesn’t everything make sense?
The little red heart on my waist, and all the similarities between and Mu Qianyuan...
No.
I can’t think like that.
That would be too unfair to Dad...
Yan Xinxin suddenly pulled herself back together. I must be crazy to think I am Mu Qianyuan, the girl Mo Chuxi has cared about for over a decade, the girl Ning Zitong has always longed for as a mother...
Yan Xinxin’s eyes welled up as tears couldn’t help but roll down her cheeks.
"Mo Chuxi, tell , is it true that my Chun isn’t dead? Do you have evidence? If my Chun isn’t dead, where is she now?"
"Once I’ve thoroughly investigated, I’ll give you an answer that will make you happy."
Mo Chuxi said as he gently wiped the tears from Yan Xinxin’s face with his hand.
"Trust , our Chun really isn’t dead."
"Our... Chun?"
"I’ve said before, your daughter is my daughter."
Hearing Mo Chuxi’s response, Yan Xinxin lowered her eyes in distress.
"No, I need to find my mom, I need to get answers!"
She suddenly turned around.
Mo Chuxi reached out and grabbed her.
"Don’t be impulsive."
"But..."
"If you rush to ask her now, do you think she will tell you the truth?."
Mo Chuxi looked at her with deep concern.
"Xinxin, trust , I will get to the bottom of everything, okay?"
Seeing his serious gaze, hearing him call her Xinxin, Yan Xinxin felt a lump in her throat.
"I’m sorry."
She apologized.
"Yesterday I was too out of control, I didn’t listen to your explanation and I cursed at you, hit you, threw things at you... Ugh!"
Before she could finish her sentence, he suddenly leaned down and kissed her.
After a couple of seconds, he let go, looking at her with enchanting eyes.
"You love Chun so much; it’s only natural to be angry."
"..."
Yan Xinxin found it even more unbelievable.
Shouldn’t he also be mad at ?
"This young master is broad-minded and kind-hearted, I won’t stoop to argue with a little woman."
"...Mo Chuxi, do you an to say I am narrow-minded and malicious?"
"Do you think soone like , the great Young Master Mo, would marry such a bad woman?"
"..."
"Yan Xinxin, now that everything is clear, I have a very serious question for you."
Mo Chuxi’s expression turned solemn.
"Are you willing to sincerely marry and beco my Mrs. Mo?"
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