NovelOnlineChapter 304: Chapter 304: Inherited That Man’s Genes
"Waaah..."
Almost immediately, Yan Xinxin heard a pained whimper from little Chenxi.
She quickly put down the vegetables in her hands and strode toward the living room.
Bright red rose petals were scattered all over the floor, and little Chenxi was kneeling on the ground, her large,
glassy eyes brimming with tears.
"Xixi, don’t cry. It's all Mom's fault for accidentally kicking the trash can and causing you to fall."
Mu Qianshui softly apologized and comforted her. The way she referred to herself as "Mom" made Yan Xinxin
freeze for a moment, slightly taken aback.
"Mama?"
Little Chenxi, tears still hanging from her eyes and her fluffy brows furrowed in confusion, looked at Mu Qianshui
with a puzzled expression.
"Papa said that Sister Xinxin is Xixi’'s mama. Sister Qianshui isn’t Xixi’s mama. Sister Qianshui is lying to Xixi."
The little one spoke straightforwardly, oblivious to the complexities of the adult world, only knowing that one is
one, and two is two.
Mu Qianshui’s expression visibly stiffened, her embarrassment undeniable, and her heart raced with anxiety.
No.
It couldn't be.
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Chuxi couldn't possibly know that Chenxi is actually his and Yan Xinxin’s child. If he knew, there's no way Mu
Qianshui would still be allowed to stay here!
"Xixi."
Yan Xinxin stepped forward and, without hesitation, scooped up little Chenxi from the floor.
"Xixi, where does it hurt? Hmm?"
She asked with concern, her chest aching as she looked at the tears clinging to the corners of the little one’s
eyes.
"Here, Xixi’s hand hurts. Mama, blow on it for me..."
Little Chenxi raised her plump, soft hand and pointed to a small red scratch.
Yan Xinxin lowered her gaze, her heart aching even more.
"Alright, Mama will blow on it. It'll stop hurting very soon."
Mu Qianshui glanced at the two eerily similar profiles in front of her and found them increasingly unbearable to
look at.
"Lady Yan, please stop instilling this false idea that you're her mother into my daughter. Xixi is my biological
daughter!"
"Hey, Auntie, why are you talking to my little Xinxin like that?"
Yan Chenxi, the little boy, couldn't bear to watch anymore.
Mu Qianshui’s face darkened even further upon hearing this, though it was fleeting.
"Auntie?"
She forced a smile.
"Little boy, are you sure you're callingthe right thing?"
"Hmm... nope, nope, | did get it wrong."
Yan Chenxi suddenly shook his head and corrected himself.
"You look older than my little Xinxin, so you're probably older too. | should actually call you 'Big Aunt."
Pfft—
Yan Xinxin genuinely wanted to laugh out loud, but she held back.
She was certain that her son’s sharp tongue was definitely inherited from "that man" back in the day.
"Lady Yan, your son certainly has a way with words."
"| think Big Aunt’s actions are even more remarkable!"
Yan Chenxi looked up, his sly little gaze brimming with meaning.
Mu Qianshui’s face froze, a subtle hint of tension visible.
"Little boy, what do you mean by that?"
"I mean that Big Aunt deliberately kicked over the trash can just now, making little Chenxi fall."
"...Little boy, | accidentally kicked the trash can over. Chenxi is my precious daughter; how could | ever do
something to hurt her?"
Mu Qianshui’s expression stiffened, and she pressed on with her denial.
"Excuse me, | need to use the bathroom."
She quickly turned on her heels, grasping at this excuse to leave.
Yan Xinxin raised her eyes in curiosity for a moment, then bowed her head again to continue blowing on little
Chenxi’s hand, glancing at her son afterward.
"Xi, was what you just said true? That Big Aunt... really did that?"
"Yes! | saw it with my own eyes!"
Yan Chenxi nodded his little head firmly. Yan Xinxin pondered for a moment, then lowered her gaze to little
Chenxi again.
This was Mu Qianshui’s biological daughter. Why would she do such a thing?
Mu Qianshui emerged from the bathroom with an unrelenting expression. As she passed by the guest room, she
noticed one of the doors ajar. Without hesitation, she pushed it open.
The room carried a faint, clean fragrance—clearly a woman's scent.
She took a brief look around, her gaze finally landing on a partnership agreement on the desk.
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