NovelOnlineChapter 336: Chapter 336: Inspecting Yan Zhichun’s Tomb
A certain thought almost instantly took over Mo Chuxi’s mind.
He glanced at Yan Xinxin, then cast a few more looks at Mu Chenxi, and immediately made a decision in his
heart...
Returning to the apartment.
The night deepened slightly.
After helping the two little ones take their baths, Yan Xinxin held their hands and led them to bed. Only when
they fell asleep did she leave with peace of mind.
"Ugh!"
Just as she stepped out of the room, Yan Xinxin couldn't help but gag.
It had been a long tsince her pregnancy nausea had appeared, and now the sudden queasiness felt
unfamiliar to her.
"Are you feeling unwell?"
Mo Chuxi’s pleasant voice fell lightly on her ear.
Yan Xinxin lifted her bright eyes, and in that moment of eye contact, her heart started racing like a rabbit.
His very breath seemed to throw her heartbeat out of rhythm.
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This... must be what it feels like to have a crush on someone, right?
Although Yan Xinxin had no experience in love, she realized that her current feelings toward Mo Chuxi were
undoubtedly those of a secret affection.
"It’s nothing, just a little nauseous. I'm going to take a shower."
"I'll help you."
Yan Xinxin’s cheeks flushed as she sidestepped the tall, handsfigure blocking her way.
"Mo Chuxi, stop trying to take advantage of me!"
"I've already taken advantage of every part of you."
Hearing his teasing words, Yan Xinxin’s face flushed deeper, her ears burning.
She raised a hand to shove him aside, grabbed her nightgown, and darted into the bathroom.
Her heartbeat remained as intense as ever.
Yan Xinxin took off her outer clothes and stared blankly at her reflection in the mirror.
After staring for a while, she turned her body, and the small red heart birthmark on her lower back stood out
vividly against her pale skin.
Her father had said that this was her birthmark, something she had since birth.
That was why he had named her Xinxin.
The birthmark cfrom her mother’s womb, and the nXinxin cfrom the birthmark. If that was true,
how could she be Mu Qianyuan, the girl who had supposedly died at the age of six?
But...
Why, in moments of confusion and fear, did the nBrother Xi always surface in her mind...
After showering, Yan Xinxin stepped out of the bathroom and immediately heard Mo Chuxi on the phone.
"Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock. Not even one minute late."
Was he planning something important for tomorrow at nine in the morning?
While she was still guessing, Mo Chuxi hung up the phone and turned toward her.
His deep, night-like eyes met her still misty gaze from the shower, and Yan Xinxin’s heart thudded uncontrollably.
"So, you said you went to the Mu family today, but you haven't toldwhy," she ventured, trying to steer the
conversation and calm her pounding heart.
At the mention of this, a faint smile seemed to dance across Mo Chuxi’s otherwise impassive face.
"Chere."
He parted his lips, his tone carrying a hint of commanding dominance.
After hesitating for a moment, Yan Xinxin eventually walked over to him.
But just as she reached him, he stretched out his long arms, pulling her into his embrace with no chance to
resist.
The intoxicating scent of orchid entwined with her own fragrance, setting their heartbeats alight.
"Five years ago, nothing ever happened between Mu Qianshui and me, and little Chenxi is not my daughter with
her."
Hearing these words whispered into her ear, Yan Xinxin raised a shocked gaze to meet his.
"...What? But didn’t the paternity test confirm that Chenxi and she are a biological mother and daughter?"
"The test results were fabricated."
"Fabricated?"
"Anyway, Yan Xinxin, listen to me. My entire life, you're the only woman I've ever slept with. So, for the rest of
your life, you're responsible for me."
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Before Yan Xinxin could fully process his words, Mo Chuxi sealed her lips with his in a deep, possessive kiss...
Throughout the night, light and darkness intertwined. After sending off the two little ones, Mo Chuxi escorted Yan
Xinxin to her training location before heading to a cemetery.
Ah Ding and the cemetery staff were already waiting there early in the morning.
When the imposing Crown Prince arrived, the staff froze momentarily, intimidated by his presence.
Mo Chuxi stepped forward, gazed at the gravestone and the burial site in front of him, and ordered,
"Open it immediately."
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