As the words fell, Mo Chuxi imdiately grabbed Yan Xinxin’s hand.
"Chuxi."
Lin Yuan’ai was visibly displeased.
"Since she’s entering the Mo family and becoming my daughter-in-law, today she must kneel and serve tea!"
"Young Master, Madam is right. The new daughter-in-law should indeed serve tea to her mother-in-law."
Sister Lin reminded respectfully.
Yan Xinxin also thought this request wasn’t unreasonable.
Although Lin Yuan’ai’s insistence might co off as a deliberate attempt to make things difficult, since she was marrying into this household, she accepted that as a daughter-in-law, kneeling for her mother-in-law was part of the tradition.
"Xinxin is pregnant. Bending down to kneel could harm the baby in her belly."
Mo Chuxi’s argunt was reasonable and well-grounded.
The surrounding young maids watching this scene looked on with envy towards Yan Xinxin.
Perhaps every girl harbored a Cinderella dream deep down, and for Yan Xinxin, that dream had co true.
She was marrying the most prominent and powerful Prince of Ancheng.
Lin Yuan’ai’s face stiffened, clearly unhappy.
"It’s just kneeling for a mont, it won’t make a difference! If this child is really so fragile, then after it’s born it’ll likely be weak and sickly. Might as well just—"
"Yuan’ai!"
Mo Qifeng spoke up, cutting off Lin Yuan’ai mid-sentence. He then turned his head to look at Mo Chuxi.
"Chuxi, the tradition of the new wife kneeling to serve tea to her parents-in-law has been part of our culture for thousands of years. I know you care deeply about Xinxin, so let’s skip it tonight. But with so many dia reporters and guests coming tomorrow, you must give your mother this respect."
"Chuxi, I’m fine, don’t worry about ."
Yan Xinxin raised her gaze to look at the man beside her, his side profile beautifully sculpted, and reached out to hold his hand.
Mo Chuxi hesitated for two seconds, then lowered his head to look at Yan Xinxin. The mont he saw her crystal-clear cat-like eyes, his heart raced uncontrollably.
"Alright, I’ll listen to you."
"Hmph."
Lin Yuan’ai let out a soft, cold snort, feeling increasingly dissatisfied.
This Yan Xinxin woman had so astonishing tricks up her sleeve!
Her son, whom everyone described as aloof, high-class, and cold-hearted, now seed to obey Yan Xinxin’s every whim.
It appeared that, starting tonight, the position of the Mo family’s matriarch would truly fall into Yan Xinxin’s hands!
No way!
She absolutely couldn’t let Yan Xinxin take over the role of the Mo family’s mistress!
Seeing Lin Yuan’ai’s complex expression, Yan Xinxin blinked her innocent, beautiful eyes nonchalantly.
Hmph.
Still trying to go against , huh?
Starting tomorrow, I’ll officially move into this house. If dear mother-in-law insists on making my life difficult, I’ll stir this household into chaos and make sure you don’t have any energy left to ss with !
After the pre-wedding tea ceremony custom was concluded, Yan Xinxin linked arms with Mo Chuxi and walked up to the guest room on the second floor.
The master bedroom on the third floor would be their new marital ho starting tomorrow.
"Is Xi and little Chenxi all settled in?"
"Mm, they’re already asleep."
"Mo Chuxi, honestly, what if one day your parents find out Xi isn’t your biological son? What then?"
Yan Xinxin asked anxiously.
Mo Chuxi’s deep and sharp eyes suddenly narrowed, and he lightly ran his tongue over his thin lips.
"That won’t ever happen."
"So confident?"
Yan Xinxin lifted her lively, sparkling eyes, while turning the doorknob to open the room’s door.
"You didn’t happen to already make a fake paternity test docunt, did you? Is that why you’re so self-assured—mmph?"
Before she could finish speaking, Mo Chuxi’s kiss descended upon her.
He wrapped his arm around her waist, spun them both around, and walked into the room embraced tightly together.
Mo Chuxi kicked the door shut behind them and pressed Yan Xinxin against the wall. His heated kiss ignited a fire as it trailed down her soft, rosy lips...
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