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Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife

Chapter 395
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Chapter 395: Chapter 395: There are no strangers here

Yan Xinxin looked at her right ankle wrapped up like a big dumpling, feeling anxious inside.

She really wanted to attend a formal jewelry exhibition in her best state, so this foot needed to heal quickly!

Ah Ding didn’t stay long and left. Mo Chuxi was planning to prepare dinner, but suddenly remembered something

important.

He walked into the living room and saw Yan Chenxi playing with a toy car, while little Chenxi was sitting

obediently on the carpet, watching Yan Chenxi play seriously.

The orange-red light of the setting sun illuminated the harmonious scene of the siblings playing, making Mo

Chuxi feel a sense of warmth.

His gaze shifted from the proud little face of Yan Chenxi to the cute little face of Mu Chenxi.

The baby-faced, soft and delicate skin, those thick, curled lashes, and the sparkling glass-like eyes—she looked

more and more like Yan Xinxin.

A surge of gratitude and indescribable emotion welled up in Mo Chuxi’s heart.

He squatted down, beckoning little Chenxi over, with his lips gently parting.

"Little Chenxi, cto daddy."

Little Chenxi looked up with her clear eyes at the sound and stood up slowly with her petite and adorable figure.

"Brother Xi, I'm going to find daddy, I'll be right back!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you to play."

"Mm-hmm!"

Little Chenxi smiled and nodded, then trotted towards Mo Chuxi with her cute little legs.

"Daddy!"

She called softly.

Mo Chuxi felt a tremor in his heartstrings, his eyes warming up unconsciously.

He remained squatting, arms open, as little Chenxi threw her soft, cuddly body into his embrace with a pure

smile.

"Daddy."

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She called again, her voice still as soft.

Mo Chuxi’s heart trembled, and he hugged her tightly, a mist forming in his long eyes.

He raised a hand to gently stroke little Chenxi’s soft, shoulder-length hair, feeling her real warmth, Mo Chuxi was

deeply moved.

"Chun..."

He called softly, his voice slightly trembling.

This was the nYan Xinxin had given to his precious daughter, Zhichun.

And the results of several reports sent back from abroad had thoroughly confirmed the blood relationship

between their family of three!

Five years ago, Mu Chenxi, who was adopted from an orphanage by the Mu family, was indeed his and Yan

Xinxin’s daughter, Yan Zhichun!

Feeling restless sitting in the room, Yan Xinxin decided to head to the living room to chat with the two children.

But when she reached the hallway, she witnessed this scene.

Mo Chuxi was squatting, holding little Chenxi.

He had his back to her, so she couldn't see his expression, but she could see little Chenxi holding Mo Chuxi and

smiling sweetly, truly happy and joyful.

Yan Xinxin was quite touched.

Mo Chuxi, this man, was not as cold-hearted and cruel as she mistakenly thought; he indeed had a gentle and

kind side.

Yan Xinxin hopped back to her room on one foot, and by dinnertime, Mo Chuxi cto carry her to the dining

room.

She didn’t resist, but felt a little embarrassed being watched by the two little ones.

After dinner, Mo Chuxi carried Yan Xinxin to sit on the living room sofa, prepared fruit desserts, and went to the

kitchen to wash the dishes.

Yan Chenxi raised an eyebrow nearby.

"Little Xinxin, daddy is so good to you, you definitely won't marry the wrong person!"

"Brother Xi, what does marrying the wrong person mean?"

Little Chenxi asked, nibbling on a cherry, swinging her soft little legs.

"Not marrying the wrong person means marrying the right one!"

Yan Chenxi emphasized proudly.

Yan Xinxin gently tapped the little kid's head with her finger.

"Such a clever little rascal, wonder who you take after!"

"It's definitely not like little Xinxin!"

Yan Xinxin was stunned, lowering her eyes slightly in thought.

Not like her, perhaps like his birth father?

Mo Chuxi stood not far behind Yan Xinxin, watching her suddenly pensive stance, a bitter smile on his lips.

Probably thinking of me, the jerk who bullied her, feeling uncomfortable, huh?

The next day.

Yan Xinxin woke up to the smell of breakfast.

Just as she was about to get up, Mo Chuxi entered the room.

At first glance, he wore a white shirt, elegant and poised, with a rare touch of warmth mingling in his typically

aloof demeanor.

"Good morning, Mrs. Mo."

Mo Chuxi walked to the bedside, bent down, and kissed the corner of Yan Xinxin’s lips.

"I'll carry you to wash up."

He said this and extended his arm to wrap around Yan Xinxin’s waist and lifted her.

Yan Xinxin, gradually waking from drowsiness, was now wide awake.

After a moment of surprise, she playfully wrapped her arms around Mo Chuxi’s neck.

"Young Master Mo, there’s no one else here, why the act of a good husband?"

She teased, blinking with her pretty eyes, admiring his charming profile.

"But well, since Young Master Mo wants to act, I'll reluctantly play along!"

Yan Xinxin said, leaning in to kiss the corner of Mo Chuxi’s lips.

Mo Chuxi’s steps paused, his handsface froze slightly.

"We're here, tto wash up."

He said, gently putting Yan Xinxin down.

"Needto help you?"

"No, I'm not that weak, | still have to go to work later."

Yan Xinxin said while squeezing toothpaste.

Mo Chuxi’s brows furrowed.

"You're not allowed to go."

Yan Xinxin stopped her brushing, raising her eyes to look at him.

"I was just..."

"Not allowed means not allowed, unless you don’t want to attend the jewelry exhibition this Saturday night."

Mo Chuxi announced domineeringly before turning around.

Yan Xinxin puffed her cheeks in frustration.

This man, still as domineering as ever!

But having her stay in the apartment all day would be boring, wouldn't it?

After Mo Chuxi left with the two little ones, Yan Xinxin felt terribly bored and was about to draw something when

she suddenly received a strange call.

Curious, Yan Xinxin answered the call, hearing a customer service lady’s sweet voice, her face gradually tensed

up.

Yes.

How could she forget?

She had to go somewhere now.

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