Mo Chuxi’s slender fingers clasped Yan Xinxin’s hand, and the two walked downstairs hand in hand.
Lin Yuan’ai turned her head to glance at Mu Jingheng, who was walking behind them, shaking her head and sighing softly.
In order to avoid letting Yan Xinxin and Mo Chuxi notice anything unusual about him, he deliberately adjusted his emotional state during this walk.
Although he was smiling at the mont, Lin Yuan’ai felt that Mu Jingheng must be feeling deeply on edge inside.
Lin Yuan’ai was trying to find an excuse to get Yan Xinxin to step away briefly, but she happened to see Mo Chuxi holding Yan Xinxin’s hand as they walked out of the living room, wearing matching outfits.
She was slightly surprised but also sensed that the relationship between Yan Xinxin and Mo Chuxi must have been restored at this point.
Walking behind Lin Yuan’ai, Mu Jingheng saw Yan Xinxin stepping toward them from a short distance away, and his heart began to beat wildly and chaotically!
Yuan!
My Yuan!
The precious little one I lost for a full 18 years!
You really are alive and well, living in this world!
The longing your father has carried for you all these years has finally been answered by heaven’s rcy—you didn’t leave! You’ve been here all along! Living under the sa sky, in the sa city, as your father, your mother, and your brother!
Mu Jingheng’s heart swelled with overwhelming emotion. If he weren’t concerned about Yan Xinxin’s feelings, he would have rushed to embrace her and reveal the truth.
Afraid that Mu Jingheng might lose control of his emotions, Lin Yuan’ai hurriedly stepped forward to intercept Yan Xinxin and Mo Chuxi.
"Are you two heading out?"
"Mm... I’m planning to go to the supermarket with Chuxi."
Yan Xinxin answered with a slight smile, lifting her gaze to look at Mu Jingheng, who was standing not far behind Lin Yuan’ai.
"Hello again, Mr. Mu."
Hearing Yan Xinxin greet him proactively, Mu Jingheng felt a surge of emotion.
He quickly stepped forward, forcing a cheerful and bright smile for Yan Xinxin.
"Lady Yan, it’s been a while."
"Mm."
"I saw you on TV at this year’s jewelry design competition, where you won both the Rookie Award and the Creativity Award. Congratulations."
Mu Jingheng offered his congratulations—he had watched the competition closely that day.
From beginning to end, he saw how Yan Xinxin was falsely accused, then vindicated, and finally cleared of all misunderstandings.
He genuinely felt heartache for this girl.
And this girl was none other than Mu Jingheng’s one and only precious daughter!
Yan Xinxin smiled faintly at Mu Jingheng.
"Thank you."
"No need to thank . It’s your own hard work that earned you such achievents."
Mu Jingheng praised her, his words carrying a subtle tone of pride.
"You two are heading to the supermarket, right? You should go quickly then!"
Worried that saying too much would reveal sothing, Lin Yuan’ai smiled and urged them lightly.
Yan Xinxin nodded and snapped out of her thoughts, her eyes hiding her emotions as she smiled at Mu Jingheng, then leaned closer to Mo Chuxi.
"Chuxi, let’s go!"
"Mm."
Mo Chuxi nodded gently.
Mu Jingheng watched the intertwined figures of Yan Xinxin and Mo Chuxi as they walked away hand in hand, only then allowing his eyes to freely glimr with moisture.
"I must get Ah Tong to let go of her hatred toward Xinxin as soon as possible."
He spoke urgently.
"Ah Tong can’t continue hating Xinxin like this."
"Shaoqian as well," Lin Yuan’ai reminded him.
At the ntion of Mu Shaoqian, Mu Jingheng felt a burst of frustration and disappointnt.
"At the wedding before, because of the commotion Shaoqian caused, Xinxin miscarried. Xinxin once ca to our house, furious, and even picked up a knife threatening to kill Shaoqian. She said she wouldn’t just let it go, and I’m truly worried that these siblings might turn against each other completely..."
He sighed deeply.
"If that rascal Shaoqian realizes that Xinxin is the cherished little sister he has been longing for all these years, I’m afraid he will break apart..."
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