Mo Manor.
Lin Yuan’ai was sorting out the baby clothes that were about to be used, while Xi and Chun, the brother and sister, played beside her.
The scene was warm and cozy.
Suddenly, the butler rushed in from the door and walked straight to Lin Yuan’ai, reporting with an odd expression.
"Madam, Mrs. Mu has arrived, and she also..."
He paused mid-sentence.
Lin Yuan’ai found it strange.
"Also what?"
"She brought Lady Mu."
"What?"
Lin Yuan’ai’s hands stopped as she was sorting the clothes.
"Lady Mu? Which Lady Mu? Mu Qianshui is still alive?"
"No, it’s not Lady Qianshui."
The butler explained, swallowing nervously, his expression growing more peculiar.
"It’s Lady Qianyuan!"
"Qianyuan?!"
Lin Yuan’ai was astonished, and the two little ones beside her raised their bright eyes in curiosity.
"Grandma, what’s going on?"
Little Zhichun walked up to Lin Yuan’ai and asked curiously.
Lin Yuan’ai quickly stood up, gently and lovingly patting Little Chun’s head, and smiled faintly.
"Chun, go play in the garden with your brother."
She called out with a smile to little Mo Chenxi.
"Xi, co and take your sister to play in the garden; Grandma will co to find you later."
"Oh!"
Mo Chenxi obediently stepped forward to take Little Chun’s hand.
Lin Yuan’ai smiled reassuringly and also did not forget to instruct Little Zi beside her.
"Little Zi, go watch over the young master and young miss."
"Yes, Madam."
Little Zi responded, quickly following Xi and Chun.
The two little ones hadn’t been gone long when Ning Zitong and the so-called Mu Qianyuan walked in through the main entrance.
Lin Yuan’ai was quite surprised; she thought Ning Zitong would never co back to the Mo family in this lifeti, but today, she ca with "Mu Qianyuan."
Lin Yuan’ai looked closely, seeing that this girl had clear and pretty features, a sweet smile, and big, round eyes, sowhat reminiscent of the young Mu Qianyuan.
However, she was not Mu Qianyuan.
In Lin Yuan’ai’s heart, she had long recognized Yan Xinxin as Mu Qianyuan.
Even if Ning Zitong was still stuck in a blind alley, refusing to face the truth.
"Yuan’ai, I’ve brought my little Yuan back to see you."
Ning Zitong approached Lin Yuan’ai.
The girl walking beside her gave Lin Yuan’ai a well-behaved smile.
"Aunt Yuan, I’m Yuan, do you rember ?"
"I’m sorry, I’ve been busy taking care of my daughter-in-law lately, and I can’t rember anything else. Please have a seat."
Lin Yuan’ai said lightly, then stood up.
"Ah Tong, you like black tea; I’ll go make so for you now."
Ning Zitong was taken aback at her words, but her heart felt warm.
She lowered her eyes slightly, seeing the baby clothes on the sofa, and beside them, a photo album.
Seeing Yan Xinxin on the cover, with her belly showing and a sweet smile, Ning Zitong’s heart beca uncontrollably anxious again.
This was a photo album taken during Yan Xinxin’s pregnancy with Mo Chuxi, and on the cover, her smiling eyes curved beautifully, and the dimples on the sides of her lips stung Ning Zitong’s eyes.
Noticing Ning Zitong’s strange expression, the girl asked with concern.
"Mom, are you okay?"
"I’m fine, I’m fine..."
Ning Zitong snapped back to reality, but couldn’t withdraw her gaze.
The girl noticed the anomaly and followed Ning Zitong’s gaze to the crystal album.
"Is this... photos of Yan Xinxin and Brother Xi?"
She said seemingly calmly, reaching for the album, letting her fingers fall on the cover, ready to open it.
Ning Zitong’s breath suddenly caught!
"Don’t open it!"
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