NovelOnlineChapter 343: Chapter 343: My Husband's Skin is Really Good
"What did you say?"
Yan Xinxin stared at the man in front of her, visibly stunned.
"You said... Chun? Why are you asking this?"
She looked at him, her eyes filled with a tangle of complicated emotions.
After several seconds of suffocating silence, Mo Chuxi watched as Yan Xinxin turned and walked to the edge of
the railing, gazing at the sunset-drenched sky with a faint sigh and smile.
"| saw that child once, but when | woke up later, | never saw her again."
Yan Xinxin lowered her gaze and spoke softly, silently recalling those moments.
"The doctor said | was malnourished, in poor physical condition, which caused Chun to not get enough nutrients.
She was born with deficiencies and died of heart failure..."
As those memories resurfaced, Yan Xinxin’s eyes involuntarily flushed red under the amber glow of the sunset.
"Chun’s funeral arrangements were handled by my mother. After | was discharged from the hospital, | bought a
burial plot for Chun, but inside, there's only a tiny sweater | knitted for her with my own hands and a few toys."
Listening to every word Yan Xinxin spoke, Mo Chuxi was overwhelmed with guilt.
The damage he'd caused her—perhaps no matter how much he tried to make up for it, there would always be
scars.
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"Yan Xinxin, did you never think about finding the man who hurt you back then?"
"1 did!"
She suddenly turned around.
Mo Chuxi’s heart skipped a beat.
"| tried to find him, but I couldn't."
She couldn’t find him.
Hearing her answer, Mo Chuxi felt his heart shatter.
She was just a young girl barely into adulthood, assaulted by a stranger, pregnant—how terrified and confused
must she have been.
Without the support of her family, she had only herself to rely on.
"But I'm doing fine now. | don’t even want to know who that man is anymore. | just want to raise Xi healthy and
strong..."
"And what about our baby?"
Mo Chuxi quickly added.
Yan Xinxin froze for a moment before realizing what he meant. She reached instinctively to touch her belly.
"Young Master Mo, rest assured—I will love both of my little treasures dearly. And of course, Chenxi too. Thank
you for being willing to give them a complete family."
"Yan Xinxin, don’t say "thank you’ to me."
I don’t deserve it.
Watching Mo Chuxi’s peculiar expression, Yan Xinxin smiled faintly, a little puzzled.
"Well then, how about | thank the baby in my belly? If it weren't for this little one, how could | have had the
chance to becMrs. Mo, the wife of the most powerful man in high society?"
She teased him, then stepped closer to him. As she brushed past, she lifted her head and planted a quick kiss on
Mo Chuxi’s handsface.
"My husband's skin is perfect—delicious even. I'll go prepare dinner now!"
With that, she descended the stairs.
Mo Chuxi snapped out of his trance only as her figure disappeared from view, caught between joy and sadness.
He was sure Yan Xinxin liked him, but that affection she held for him now might be pure and uncomplicated—not
deep.
If he confessed to her that he was the wicked man from years ago, she would probably leave without hesitation
—without even wanting an explanation.
The only strategy left was to marry her first—to let the whole world know that Yan Xinxin was his wife, Mrs. Mo!
Only then could he ensure she wouldn't leave him.
But first, he had to uncover the truth about a certain matter.
There might still be someone meddling in the country, so he'd have to go abroad for verification.
Under the hazy moonlight.
Yan Xinxin was taking a shower in her room.
Mo Chuxi quietly entered the guest room next door. He turned on the bedside light and saw two children asleep
on the large bed.
Their innocent sleeping faces and plump little cheeks filled him with undeniable warmth.
"Daddy."
Chenxi suddenly opened her eyes, her unaware, wide gaze meeting his.
"Did Daddy wake you up?"
"Nope."
Chenxi shook her head, her clear, dark eyes blinking gently.
"Daddy, Xixi misses Auntie."
Mo Chuxi froze for a moment but felt a trace of sweet relief in his heart. This child, even living here, hadn't
forgotten her roots.
"Daddy can take you to visit Auntie again. But for now, Daddy wants a strand of your hair—will Xi agree to that?"
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