Chiffon skirt, shirt.
And of course, a round, big belly.
"Click, click."
Accompanied by the flash, a series of warm and sweet pregnancy photos were freshly developed.
Mo Chuxi touched Yan Xinxin’s belly, feeling the little rascal kicking inside from ti to ti, and felt utterly satisfied and delighted.
"President Mo, have you touched enough?"
At this mont, Yan Xinxin sat on Mo Chuxi’s lap, flipping through the newly delivered crystal album.
"Of course not, a lifeti wouldn’t be enough."
"What are you saying? Do you an our baby will stay in my belly for a lifeti? Wouldn’t that be more impressive than Nezha?"
"Of course, my son Mo Chuxi is extraordinary."
The man boasted shalessly and proudly.
Yan Xinxin put away the album and slowly stood up.
"It’s almost ti for work; I need to get downstairs to work. The jewelry exhibition is in a couple of days, and it’s the first exhibition I’ve co-planned with my master. I want to achieve a perfect score!"
Seeing her turn to leave, Mo Chuxi quickly got up and grabbed her little hand.
"Yan Xinxin."
He called, his handso face looking particularly serious.
"I want you to be strong and brave, but not to push yourself too hard. The baby is almost five months old, and you need to take care of your health."
Listening to his words full of concern, a happy smile blood on Yan Xinxin’s fresh and pretty face.
"Young Master Mo, I’m doing what I love, and I’m very happy. I think if I’m happy, the babies should be happy too, and moving around is good for pregnant won. Don’t worry!"
She spoke softly, raising her right hand to gently caress his handso face, then tiptoeing to kiss the corner of his mouth.
"Alright, Yan needs to head to work now. Won’t disturb President Mo."
"Wait."
"Hmm?"
Yan Xinxin smiled and blinked her clear cat eyes.
"Is there anything President Mo wishes to instruct?"
"I wouldn’t dare instruct Mrs. Mo, just wanted to ask if my so-called cousin following you as a little apprentice caused you any trouble? If she bothers you, I can arrange for her to go to another departnt."
"Are you talking about Zixin?"
"Uh-huh, who else but her?"
Mo Chuxi looked fondly at Yan Xinxin’s hand and, with a hint of frustration, spoke.
"If it weren’t for grandmother’s sake, I wouldn’t let the mother and daughter stay at ho. You’re pregnant now; with so many people at ho, what if soone accidentally bumps into my precious?"
"Oh, so you’re worried about your precious, not ?"
Yan Xinxin smiled mischievously.
Mo Chuxi’s handso face moved closer.
"What do you think? Hmm?"
"I think..."
Yan Xinxin blinked, deliberately prolonging her response.
"I think I need to go to work now. Bye-bye Xixi number one!"
She laughed, turned around, her small hands pulling away.
Mo Chuxi’s palm quickly felt empty.
Staring at her slender and graceful back, he wasn’t sure if he should feel happy or regretful.
Since that day, Yan Xinxin indeed changed a lot in terms of behavior, dressing style, and even her hairstyle.
She used to have her long hair hanging down most of the ti, but now it was often tied up.
Although it looked more beautiful, womanly, and maternal, as a greedy man, he enjoyed her current transformation while reminiscing about her sweet and cute side in the past.
As Mo Chuxi continued thinking about Yan Xinxin, a figure appeared at the office door.
"Young Master Mo."
Ah Ding called out.
Mo Chuxi returned to his senses, the smile on his face quickly dispersed, instantly switching to a cold persona.
"Co in."
"Yes, Young Master Mo!"
Ah Ding responded.
"Young Master Mo, these are the docunts sent from abroad, they should contain the answers you’re seeking."
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