novelraw Chapter 915: She Simply Cannot Accept That Yan Xinxin Is Qianyuan
Chapter 915: She Simply Cannot Accept That Yan Xinxin Is Qianyuan
Third floor bedroom.
Yan Xinxin ate a bowl of bird’s nest porridge and felt a bit full, so she only drank a little of the pigeon soup, leaving the rest for Mo Chuxi to finish.
She lay lazily on the sofa like a pig, while Mo Chuxi gently caressed her belly.
"Babies, you must behave inside your mommy’s tummy, wait until you’re fully nourished before coming out, understand?"
"Understood, understood, we will listen to mommy and daddy."
Yan Xinxin imitated a child’s voice to answer Mo Chuxi’s question.
He smiled upon hearing this, and patted her head.
"Silly, you’re so naive."
"Well, Young Master Mo, you were naive first."
"Do you think, if we’re both so naive, our baby will be naive too?"
"Of course not!"
Yan Xinxin laughed and denied.
"Haven’t you heard of ’two negatives make a positive’?"
"Mmhmm."
Mo Chuxi chuckled, seeing Yan Xinxin suddenly furrow her brow.
"What’s wrong? Is your stomach uncomfortable?"
"No."
Yan Xinxin shook her head and raised her hand to rub her temples.
"I don’t know why, suddenly my temples are throbbing, it feels strange here."
"Okay, I’ll massage your temples now."
He said earnestly, getting up and moving behind her, gently pressing his slender fingers on her temples.
Yan Xinxin blushed and closed her eyes.
"Xi, don’t you think that woman who walked into the wrong room today feels familiar somehow?"
"Hmm."
Mo Chuxi responded softly.
"..."
Yan Xinxin was speechless.
But now she understood why Xi was so little yet so charming, so adept at sweet-talking girls, it turns out he inherited this trait entirely from this man!
Thankfully, Chun resembles me.
Thankfully, thankfully...
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Winter’s dusk comes early and departs quickly.
At a certain Western restaurant.
Ning Zitong held Mu Jingheng’s arm as they walked into the establishment.
The entire restaurant was just them as a couple.
Ning Zitong led Mu Jingheng to a cozy window seat, ordering a table full of premium dishes and asking the other staff to leave.
Mu Jingheng watched the silent, dim night outside the window, observing the passing cars and pedestrians, his emotions mixed.
Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw Ning Zitong raising her hand to take medicine.
"Ah Tong, what are you taking?"
Ning Zitong smiled brightly, appearing genuinely happy.
"Yuan will be here soon, and I’m afraid I’ll be too excitable, that my heart couldn’t take it."
Hearing his wife’s words, Mu Jingheng felt a pang of pain.
After all, her longing made her vulnerable to Mu Qianshui’s brainwashing.
Or maybe she just couldn’t accept that Yan Xinxin was Qianyuan, so she’s fooling herself into believing the person arriving is Mu Qianyuan.
Mu Jingheng reached out to hold Ning Zitong’s hand, his gaze gentle and warm.
"Ah Tong, regardless if our Yuan really comes, you must take care of yourself."
Ning Zitong heard him and smiled peacefully.
"Don’t worry, I won’t let anything happen to myself."
"Ding."
Just as she finished speaking, the pleasant sound of a doorbell rang.
Ning Zitong and Mu Jingheng raised their eyes simultaneously, spotting a flash of white...
"Yuan..."