Daddy? Papa?
Lin Yuan'ai and Ning Zitong stared at little Chenxi in astonishnt.
"Xixi."
Ning Zitong called out.
Little Chenxi quickly turned around, her rosy and adorable little face coming into Lin Yuan'ai's view.
Although she knew the Mu family had adopted a baby five years ago, she rarely had the chance to see the child.
Today was the first ti she'd seen her up close, and she was sowhat amazed.
A five-year-old child, delicate and pristine like a lotus flower, with a particularly clean and tender look.
"Auntie..."
Little Chenxi spoke in her soft, childish voice, running to Ning Zitong on her stubby little legs.
"Auntie, I want Daddy. I want Sister Xinxin."
"What Sister Xinxin? Little Xixi, let Auntie tell you: that Yan Xinxin is not a good person."
Lin Yuan'ai sternly corrected her.
Little Chenxi turned to glance at Lin Yuan'ai, her tiny brows furrowing, then burrowed back into Ning Zitong's arms.
"Auntie, I want Daddy. He's my Daddy..."
Little Chenxi spoke, stretching her adorable finger toward the TV screen.
Mo Chuxi's sharp and handso face happened to appear on the screen.
Lin Yuan'ai and Ning Zitong were both stunned and profoundly puzzled.
"Chuxi is your daddy? Xixi, why are you calling him daddy?"
Ning Zitong patiently asked.
Little Chenxi blinked her clear, lively eyes, her delicate cherry blossom lips moving slightly.
"That pretty sister said so. She said I'm Daddy's daughter, and a daughter belongs to Daddy..."
"Pretty sister? Which pretty sister?"
Lin Yuan'ai's expression suddenly changed, her voice turning cold.
"It must be that Yan Xinxin saying nonsense when she abducted Xixi. This woman—looks like she's gone to great lengths to get into the Mo family's door!"
"Xixi, be good. That man is not your daddy. Don't call him that, and don't ntion Yan Xinxin again, okay?"
Ning Zitong gently advised.
Little Chenxi's tiny lashes fluttered as she dropped her gaze in disappointnt.
"I want... Sister Xinxin..."
"Xixi!"
"Zitong, since Xixi wants to et this Yan Xinxin so badly, why not let her go?"
Lin Yuan'ai's tone suddenly shifted.
"Let Qianshui take Xixi to et this Yan Xinxin."
Ning Zitong looked at Lin Yuan'ai with a bit of hesitation.
"Yuan'ai, you an..."
"I want that Yan Xinxin to understand that the Mo family has always had only one recognized choice for a young mistress: the Mu family's daughter!"
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Ancheng University.
Morning classes had already ended, and Mo Chuxi seed to have left the campus.
He was only here filling in for lectures; his main focus was still his international conglorate.
Yan Xinxin had no classes in the afternoon. After organizing her books, she planned to head ho.
By the ti she reached the school gate, she saw Xu Nuo standing under a tree. His tall and handso figure drew attention from many girls passing by.
Judging by Xu Nuo's deanor, he seed to be waiting for soone. Hopefully, it wasn't her...
"Yan Xinxin."
"..."
Oh, speak of the devil!
Xu Nuo walked toward her, his refined presence causing people to whisper as he positioned himself in front of Yan Xinxin.
"Are you free to grab a al together?"
He asked directly, without mincing words.
"Uh... Sorry, I already have plans."
Yan Xinxin ca up with a flimsy excuse to decline.
"Plans with Mo Chuxi?"
"..."
"Yan Xinxin, Mo Chuxi isn't sincere with you. There's no good person in the Mo family—don't be fooled by Mo Chuxi's looks."
No good person in the Mo family? Yan Xinxin was taken aback by this statent.
What connection did Xu Nuo have to the Mo family?
"No good person in the Mo family? Then what about you?"
Mo Chuxi's deep voice suddenly rang out powerfully, and Yan Xinxin looked up to see him gracefully closing a car door and walking toward them with his tall, elegant presence.
"Did you forget that you're also part of the Mo family?"
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