She looked flustered, her heart beat even more anxious.
Only now did she understand that Mo Chuxi’s erratic behavior recently was due to the influence of dication.
But why did Song Muchu do this?
Why?
She was bewildered, anxious to escape, when suddenly she saw Mo Chuxi tying her hands with a baby onesie.
"Xi!"
Yan Xinxin cried out in fear, her eyes turning red with fright.
"Xi, wake up, I’m Xinxin, I’m Xinxin, you can’t bear to bully like this, you wouldn’t, Xi, let go, the baby is kicking, I feel uncomfortable, let go, Xi..."
"Is the baby kicking?"
Mo Chuxi asked with knitted brows, but his smile seed not as warm and gentle as before.
He reached out, lifted Yan Xinxin’s dress, and his slightly cool palm gently caressed her belly.
Yan Xinxin felt cold all over, yet her cheeks were burning hot.
Mo Chuxi bowed his head, and his thin lips gently kissed her swollen belly.
"Our baby is really moving."
He suddenly exclaid with joy.
Yan Xinxin nodded her head in confusion.
"Yes, yes! The baby is really moving, Xi, let’s talk to the baby together, shall we? Will you let Xinxin go?"
Hearing Yan Xinxin’s pleading tone, Mo Chuxi looked up at her.
Their eyes t, and Yan Xinxin’s heart pounded nervously, but unexpectedly saw Mo Chuxi nod and smile.
He really let her go, although emotionally he seed still troubled.
Yan Xinxin dared not upset him, yet found no way to seek help.
Mo Chuxi tightly embraced her as they returned to the bedroom, his hand firmly gripping hers, while his other hand rested on her belly, feeling the little baby sorsault inside.
"Xi, I won’t leave you, don’t let your thoughts run wild, we’ll go back to Ancheng tomorrow, okay? You’re sick, we’ll go ho and get treated, alright?"
Mo Chuxi looked up upon hearing her words.
"Do you not want to live a life just the two of us together?"
"No, I do want to, I really want to!"
Yan Xinxin earnestly expressed, reaching out to firmly grip Mo Chuxi’s hand.
"But Xi, you know your thoughts are quite uncontrollable now, so we should go back, I swear, I will never leave you, unless I die... um!"
Not letting her finish her oath, Mo Chuxi promptly sealed her lips.
"Alright, I’ll listen to you."
He agreed softly.
Yan Xinxin smiled with surprise and felt both relieved and excited.
"Xi... no matter how many people want to separate us, we must be more determined to stay together, Xinxin can’t do without Xi Number One, just like Brother Xi can’t do without Yuan."
She said while resting her head against his chest.
Mo Chuxi raised his hand to gently stroke her long hair, softly responding...
Ancheng.
A rundown neighborhood.
A group of gossip-loving won were chattering about a luxury car parked downstairs.
Mu Shaoqian sneered disdainfully.
"Mom, look at this, this is the face of the lower class. They’ve never seen a car worth over a million, and that Yan Xinxin, living in such conditions since childhood, it’s imaginable how she longs to beco wealthy one day."
Sitting in the passenger seat, Ning Zitong nodded in agreent as she listened to Mu Shaoqian, then glanced at her watch.
"Why hasn’t anyone from that family returned yet? Could they have moved?"
"Really?"
Mu Shaoqian furrowed his brow, then his eyes lit up.
"Mom! Look at that woman! I recognize her, she’s Yan Xinxin’s sister, seems her na is Yan Zhirou!"
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