Ning Zitong froze upon hearing this.
She was afraid.
Afraid of hearing such words, even more afraid that it was true!
Ning Zitong imdiately lowered her stance and reached for Mu Jingheng’s hand.
"Ah Jing, I don’t know when it started, but our family has been endlessly arguing about Yan Xinxin. In hindsight, it seems it all began when Yan Xinxin appeared, and Qianshui told she took Xixi away."
"But now, Qianshui is dead, dead without a witness, so saying this doesn’t help."
Ning Zitong gripped Mu Jingheng’s hand tighter, trying to find a sliver of solace, even if it was self-deception!
"Ah Jing, don’t let outsiders affect us anymore. Listen to , don’t bother with Yan Xinxin anymore. This is your ho, Shaoqian and I are your family."
For a long ti, Mu Jingheng hadn’t heard Ning Zitong speak so calmly.
His heart had never been hard toward this woman.
At this mont, listening to her earnest words, Mu Jingheng felt conflicted.
He didn’t want to give up on Yan Xinxin, but he also didn’t want this household to remain gloomy every day.
"Ah Jing, I really have an appointnt to et Yuan next weekend. She said she only rests on weekend nights and works the rest of the ti to earn money..."
At this, Ning Zitong painfully touched her chest.
"No matter what, it’s a blessing from heaven that Yuan is still alive. Ah Jing, when the ti cos, join to persuade Yuan to co back and be our little princess again!"
Ning Zitong gripped Mu Jingheng’s hand tightly, her beautiful eyes sparkling with tears, looking expectantly at Mu Jingheng.
Mu Jingheng pondered, his mind recalling Mu Qianyuan’s childhood, running with a kite string in the gentle breeze.
He lowered his gaze and firmly grasped Ning Zitong’s hand, nodding.
"Okay, I’ll go with you. If the person who has been ssaging you is truly Yuan, then I will implore her to co ho! I’ll let Yuan know that in this world, there is not only Brother Xi, whom she admires most; she also has her parents and brother!"
Ning Zitong felt inexplicably apprehensive listening to this.
She only hoped that person was truly Mu Qianyuan; otherwise, Yan Xinxin might really be her precious daughter... She couldn’t accept it... and couldn’t face it...
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To ensure prenatal care and full-term delivery, Yan Xinxin rested in the hospital for a full week before being discharged.
During this week, Mo Chuxi stayed by her side and even moved a hospital bed next to hers so they could "share the sa bed" each night.
Sunday morning.
Yan Xinxin got up early, freshened up, and stood by the window, breathing in the fresh air.
Mo Chuxi had already gone out to buy breakfast and was about to return.
She raised her hand, touching her round belly, a sense of happiness and contentnt spilling from her pink lips.
"Babies, although Dad says he doesn’t want to know if you are boys or girls, he secretly really wants to know..."
Yan Xinxin touched her belly, her smile beaming.
"No matter how tough the journey may be, Mom will strive to bring you into this world healthy and safe."
Her smile was compassionate, and her gaze was as gentle and warm as a spring breeze.
"Darlings, you know, don’t you? Your brother and sister are eagerly awaiting your arrival, too, so let’s work hard together, hang in there for another four months, and make sure to co out full-term..."
She gently stroked her belly, her eyes filled with infinite hope.
As Yan Xinxin enjoyed the warm mont of conversation with her children, she suddenly sensed footsteps approaching from behind.
And these footsteps didn’t belong to Mo Chuxi; this person was treading very carefully.
Puzzled, she turned her bright, lively eyes, supporting her waist as she slowly turned around, only to freeze when she saw the person in front of her.
"You..."
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