What?
Yan Xinxin’s body stiffened, her beautiful eyes abruptly widened.
What did he say? Fell in love... with ? Fell in love with ? With ?
Yan Xinxin’s heart raced like a rabbit, and mories of Mo Chuxi’s care and protection for her, as well as his attention toward Xi, flooded her mind. All of it built strong evidence that made his confession seem undeniably true.
If he didn’t love her, would he have done so much for her?
Even publicly proposing to her.
Even more than that, with all eyes on him, taking on her unbearable past from five years ago and announcing to everyone that he is Xi and Chun’s biological father.
With his status and position, finding a prestigious woman of equal standing would be effortless, yet he chose her...
Chose , because he fell in love with ?
The rooftop covered in hydrangeas only had one empty space.
There stood a lounge chair, beside which was a milky white table. On the table was a photo fra, and the picture within was a childhood photo of Mo Chuxi and Mu Qianyuan.
In the photo, one child was smiling, while the other, despite her cold and indifferent expression, had warm and gentle eyes.
Mo Chuxi embraced Yan Xinxin, unknowingly rolling onto the grass-green plush carpet under the table.
Crazy!
Hearing him say those words and seeing the passion in his gaze, Yan Xinxin truly felt that this man was insane!
"..."
"..."
Mo Chuxi was stunned.
He had long since beco a father; five years ago, he already had a son and daughter!
"I’m going to make dinner now."
Yan Xinxin stood up, still feeling a faint soreness between her legs.
"Yan Xinxin."
Mo Chuxi grabbed her hand.
He acted as if nothing had happened, his calm and composed deanor already restored.
"Stop overthinking. As for Mu Qianyuan, I’ve already let it go."
"I’m not overthinking, you can rest assured."
"Then why were you crying so sadly just now?"
"I wasn’t sad, I was actually very happy."
Yan Xinxin said, turning back to glance at him.
"Really."
Mo Chuxi couldn’t tell whether he was being bewitched by Yan Xinxin.
Hearing her answer, he slowly released her hand.
☆
The next day.
Yan Xinxin asked for leave, and also took leave for little Chenxi.
Because she had promised this child yesterday that she would take her to see Ning Zitong today.
Yan Xinxin ca to the Mu family once again, and the flowers, plants, trees, and buildings within sight faintly stirred a sense of familiarity in her.
She had once suspected she was Mu Qianyuan.
But the previous identification had disproved her speculation.
"This is a great idea, let’s do it this way!"
As Yan Xinxin walked into the main gate holding little Chenxi’s hand, she heard a woman’s hushed voice.
Following the voice, she saw Mira and Mu Qianshui.
Mu Qianshui curled her red lips into a smile.
"I definitely want to see if that little tramp can still keep smiling by then."
Yan Xinxin heard this and pondered for a mont.
Looking at Mu Qianshui’s sinister smile, it seed like she was plotting another sche to fra again?
"Sister Qianshui!"
Little Chenxi’s clear and crisp call interrupted Mu Qianshui and Mira’s insidious conversation.
The two won looked up and saw Yan Xinxin standing in the sunlight, beautiful as a flower.
"Hah!"
Mu Qianshui sneered.
"Well, this is rather amusing."
She muttered under her breath, folding her arms as she walked towards Yan Xinxin with a haughty deanor befitting a young mistress.
"Yan, what are you doing here again?"
Seeing the disgusting sneer on her face, Yan Xinxin raised her crystalline cat-like eyes in disdain and reached into her bag to retrieve sothing.
"I’m here... to ruin your mood!"
Mu Qianshui’s expression changed, "What did you just say?"
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