Her sweet and clear voice pulled Mo Chuxi out of his daze.
Last night, after the doctor left, he stood vigil by the bedside, motionless.
His thoughts were a ss—he couldn’t delve into them, nor did he dare to.
"Brother Xi, you’re just like Dad. These prickly things growing here, Xiaoyuan doesn’t like them."
Yan Xinxin leaned closer, blinked her eyes, and pointed at the stubble by Mo Chuxi’s mouth, furrowing her brow.
Mo Chuxi ca to his senses. He hadn’t slept all night. Even when he closed his eyes, the events of the previous evening made sleep impossible.
Looking at the petite woman smiling and blinking at him, Mo Chuxi reached out and gently held her hand, a tender smile appearing on his handso but weary face.
"Then Brother Xi will get rid of these prickly things soon, so Xiaoyuan will like him again."
"Mhm, mhm!"
Yan Xinxin nodded eagerly, then frowned, raising her hand to pat her own head lightly.
"Ouch, it still hurts here."
She emphasized the bump on her head from the fall last night.
Mo Chuxi stood up and gently blew on the injured spot on her head.
"Brother Xi will blow on it for you. If I blow, the pain will go away."
His tone was filled with utmost tenderness and indulgence.
And Yan Xinxin indeed quieted down right after.
Mo Chuxi gazed at the swollen spot on her head, his eyes darkening...
With Yan Xinxin’s condition improving significantly, Mo Chuxi brought her back to the hotel. The mont they entered the room, she dashed straight into the bathroom.
"Ti for a bath!"
She shouted as she ran toward the bathtub and started running water.
Mo Chuxi initially wanted to stop her but withdrew his hand in the end.
He picked up his phone and imdiately called Ah Ding, asking him to reschedule their return flights.
He had to take Yan Xinxin back right away and verify sothing using the most authoritative and scientific thods.
His heart pounded erratically.
His emotions were a chaotic whirlwind that words couldn’t possibly express.
He had never dared to hope that Mu Qianyuan was still alive, much less imagine that the little girl he’d once cherished so dearly was now the woman who harbored so much resentnt against him—Yan Xinxin...
How could sothing like this be possible...
Frowning deeply, Mo Chuxi sank into intense thought, only to be disrupted by the sound of water splashing from the bathroom.
He took a set of clothes from Yan Xinxin’s suitcase and turned to head toward the bathroom. Just as he reached the door, his steps faltered slightly.
How could he have forgotten? Mu Qianyuan had a very distinct birthmark on her body!
A small red heart-shaped birthmark, located on the right side of her lower back!
There was no need for any DNA test. All it would take was for him to undress Yan Xinxin and take a look to confirm it!
At that thought, a surge of adrenaline coursed through Mo Chuxi’s veins!
He strode forward abruptly and rushed into the bathroom.
Yan Xinxin was leaning over the edge of the bathtub, fully clothed, rely stretching out her hands to play with the water.
Mo Chuxi set the clothes in his hand aside and quickly moved to her side.
"Xinxin... Xiaoyuan, stand up quickly!"
His voice ca out a bit frantic as he reached out and picked up Yan Xinxin, who was lying against the bathtub.
Yan Xinxin lifted her dazed eyes to look at the man, whose face was brimming with urgency.
"Brother Xi, are you going to bathe with ?"
"Yes! Brother Xi wants to bathe with Xiaoyuan. So, Xiaoyuan, how about taking off your dress first?"
He spoke with urgency, the light in his eyes blazing red-hot.
Yan Xinxin’s fair cheeks turned a deep shade of pink, and her hands instinctively fiddled with the hem of her dress.
"Mom said it’s not okay to take off clothes in front of boys."
"Then how about this? Brother Xi takes off one piece, and Xiaoyuan takes off one piece too. That way, it’s fair, right?"
Hearing this, Yan Xinxin tilted her head thoughtfully and then nodded.
"Brother Xi is right. That’s fair. But Brother Xi has to go first!"
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