Mo Manor.
Mo Chuxi and Yan Xinxin suddenly returned on a private plane, which really surprised Lin Yuan’ai.
And when Yan Xinxin spoke, both her words and her manner of speaking left her astounded!
"Xinxin, why did she..."
Lin Yuan’ai was at a loss for words, full of doubts as she watched Mo Chuxi carry Yan Xinxin back to the room.
Fortunately, today Old Master Mo and Old Madam Mo went for a walk around the nearby tourist spots, otherwise, she wouldn’t know how to explain to the two elders.
Looking at Yan Xinxin smiling foolishly in Mo Chuxi’s arms, Lin Yuan’ai almost couldn’t believe her eyes.
When she heard Mo Chuxi’s explanation, she was even more shocked!
"What! Xinxin actually has a personality disorder!"
Her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at the dazed and adorable Yan Xinxin.
Indeed, her smile at this mont, her manner of speaking, was exactly the sa as when she was a child!
"How could this be? How could Xinxin have a personality disorder?"
"Because of the accident when she was six years old."
Mo Chuxi gave a simple explanation.
Lin Yuan’ai seed to understand yet not understand.
Mo Chuxi laid Yan Xinxin on the bed, but just as he did, he suddenly felt his thoughts tugged again.
"Chuxi, what’s wrong with you?"
"It’s nothing."
He shook his head and imdiately turned around into the bathroom to wash his face with cold water.
Lin Yuan’ai watched Yan Xinxin sitting on the bed, playing by herself, and cautiously approached her.
"Xinxin."
She called softly.
Yan Xinxin lifted her head at the sound, her naive cat-like eyes glanced at Lin Yuan’ai a few tis, then she smiled.
"Aunt Yuan."
"..."
She called her Aunt Yuan, not Mom.
Lin Yuan’ai’s heart sank slightly; this address of Aunt Yuan also brought back many mories for her.
It’s just that as ti passed, too many things have happened, and she felt a sense of emotion about how it all developed to this point.
"Hey, Yuan, I’m Aunt Yuan, you haven’t forgotten ?"
"How could I forget?"
Yan Xinxin smiled, her lips curving up.
"Aunt Yuan was so good to Yuan, bought so many beautiful clothes, and gave Yuan lots of toys."
Yan Xinxin said earnestly, smiling so that her eyes curved like crescents.
Lin Yuan’ai felt a sting in her eyes, recalling scenes from more than ten years ago, and thinking back on her previous attitude toward Yan Xinxin, she felt deeply apologetic and guilty.
"Aunt Yuan, what’s wrong with you? Your eyes are red."
"Aunt Yuan feels sad."
"Sad?"
Yan Xinxin didn’t understand.
Lin Yuan’ai shook her head again.
"No, Aunt Yuan also feels happy. So, Yuan still rembers why Aunt Yuan treated you so well?"
"Of course, I rember!"
Yan Xinxin nodded without thinking, answering seriously.
"Aunt Yuan said, Yuan is your daughter-in-law, and when Yuan grows up, she’ll marry Brother Xi!"
As she was speaking, Mo Chuxi’s handso figure walked out of the bathroom.
Just in ti to hear her words, he felt joy mixed with a feeling of sorrow and guilt.
Lin Yuan’ai, hearing that, smiled contentedly.
"Now that you’re already married to Brother Xi, are you happy?"
"Hey..."
Yan Xinxin seed puzzled, drawing out the sound, her starry eyes blinked as she earnestly watched the man walking toward her.
"Brother Xi."
Mo Chuxi smiled and nodded at her words.
"Yuan."
"Knock knock knock."
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Little Zi stood at the doorway.
"Young Master, Young Mistress, Madam, a Mr. Mu has arrived, he... hey, he’s coming up!"
As Little Zi was speaking, his peripheral vision caught the figure ascending the stairs, causing him to feel a mix of surprise and nervousness.
"Mr. Mu? Could it be Jingheng?"
Lin Yuan’ai was speculating when Mu Jingheng’s anxious figure suddenly appeared at the door.
Little Zi quickly tried to stop him.
"Mr. Mu, you..."
"Dad!"
Yan Xinxin’s sudden call caused Little Zi to montarily pause in his attempts to stop him.
Dad?
Mu Jingheng lifted his gaze at the sound, imdiately catching sight of Yan Xinxin.
"Yuan! Dad’s here!"
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