My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband

Chapter 378: Mingjing and the Four Little Dragon Cubs Recognize Each Other: Call Me Mommy! 1

Now, what made her most curious was who didn’t want her to be reborn from the ashes?

Si Mingjing withdrew the leg Fang Jing was clutching tightly and stepped back two paces, frowning at Fang Jing. "Who is that person?"

Fang Jing shook her head. "I don’t know that person’s identity. I only know that the Huo Family treats them as a distinguished guest, but that person seems to be just an errand runner. Even an errand runner is treated as a distinguished guest by the Huo Family; it’s clear their true status is beyond my ability to investigate!"

Fang Jing kowtowed to Si Mingjing repeatedly. "I’ve told you everything I know. Please spare my daughter, please spare her!"

Si Mingjing was best at discerning people’s hearts, and she was certain Fang Jing was telling the truth.

If the person’s background was truly significant, they wouldn’t need to personally meet someone as minor as Fang Jing. Thus, she couldn’t get any more information from Fang Jing.

To discover that person’s identity, or rather, the identity of the master behind them, she would have to start with the Huo Family.

Si Mingjing’s phoenix eyes glinted profoundly. "I will treat your daughter well, find her a good family, let her escape the stigma of having murderers for parents, and live a peaceful life."

As for raising Song Tiantian herself, she wasn’t that much of a saint!

Fang Jing was stunned for a moment. This woman was going back on her word!

Si Mingjing had clearly said she would raise her personally, making Tiantian Mo Yinhe’s future sister-in-law, ensuring that no one would dare to provoke Tiantian.

"Are you at ease leaving your daughter in my care?" Si Mingjing looked down, questioning Fang Jing.

Of course not!

"I will find a good family for your daughter, a family that truly cherishes her. In the future, no one will know that her mother killed her own parents, or that her father killed his first wife. This is the best outcome for your daughter."

Otherwise, Song Tiantian would face scorn and gossip for the rest of her life.

Fang Jing covered her face in pain, unable to muster any rebuttal. Indeed, this was the best outcome for her daughter.

Seeing that Fang Jing had no more objections, Si Mingjing left the visitation room.

Mo Yinhe was waiting for her at the prison entrance.

The sun was setting, and he leaned against the black luxury car, casually basking in its lingering glow as he waited for her.

Mo Yinhe had a striking appearance: a tall, imposing figure with excellent proportions, broad shoulders, and long legs. He exuded the powerful, awe-inspiring aura of someone in a high position—handsome and dignified.

The golden light of the setting sun illuminated his chiseled profile. Every inch was exquisitely perfect, lending him an air of great distinction at first glance.

Si Mingjing recalled her early days at the Ye Family Manor. His sense of smell was keener than a dog’s; he had adamantly insisted she was his ’baby’!

He had been so sure, yet she had kept denying it.

She had thought he missed his deceased wife too much and was seeing her as a replacement.

Now, however, she could no longer deny that she was indeed the wife he had yearned for all along.

A breeze rustled past. Mo Yinhe looked up, saw her, and chuckled softly, a hand momentarily covering his lips as he opened the car door for her.

Si Mingjing ambled over. Instead of getting into the car, she reached out and initiated an embrace with Mo Yinhe, resting her head gently against his chest.

"What’s wrong?" Mo Yinhe’s gaze deepened, surprised by her uncharacteristically affectionate gesture.

Si Mingjing leaned against him.

"It’s nothing. I just suddenly really wanted to hug you."

When did his Mingjing become such an affectionate girl?

Mo Yinhe stood tall and gallant, allowing her to hug him to her heart’s content. He raised his hand and ran it through her silky, ink-black hair, gently stroking it twice.

"Still upset about your mother? I’ve already called Uncle Lin Nan. Within three days, the official approval to send the Song Family to Prison Star will be finalized. As soon as it’s stamped, I’ll immediately dispatch a spaceship to take them to Prison Star and fulfill your wish."

"Mm, Mo Yinhe, you are really amazing."

She praised him.

She praised him because he had been so certain from the very beginning. He knew who his beloved was and had never once wavered. She felt fortunate.

Mo Yinhe assumed she was praising his capability merely for the trivial matter of sending the Song Family to Prison Star.

"Such a small matter, and it’s worth your initiative to praise me?"

Mo Yinhe smiled and kissed her cheek.

Feeling great, he helped her into the car and gently caressed her face.

"What would you like to eat tonight? Let’s find a restaurant and celebrate properly."

"I want to eat at home."

Now that she was certain of her identity as Bai Jiusi, it meant the four little dragon cubs at home were the children she had borne for Mo Yinhe!

She wanted to go back and have dinner with the four little dragon cubs.

No wonder Master Huixian had said she would be blessed with many children and much fortune!

Although that eminent monk didn’t look the part at all, his words usually came true. His high prestige in elite society was built on genuine skill!

On the way, they passed a cake shop. Mo Yinhe got out of the car, bought a small cake, and after getting back in, handed it to her. "Have a little something to tide you over," he said.

Si Mingjing sat in the car and saw the cake shop on the street, called "Sweet Dragon Cake Shop."

She remembered one time when she picked up Xiaobai from school, Xiaobai took her here to buy cakes.

Ye Shen was also there that time. He mentioned that this cake shop was his sister-in-law’s favorite. The original owner had won the lottery and wanted to sell the shop. However, Mo Yinhe, afraid that Bai Jiusi might one day crave a cake from there and not be able to get it, paid a substantial sum to convince the owner to continue operating it—all because this was the taste Bai Jiusi loved.

Si Mingjing was touched.

Mo Yinhe took an exquisite little spoon, scooped a spoonful, and brought it to her mouth. She opened her mouth, took a bite, and then suddenly leaned in to kiss Mo Yinhe’s cheek.

A smear of milky white cream stuck to Mo Yinhe’s delicate and handsome face.

Mo Yinhe touched the cream on his face and glared at her, "You little mischief-maker, was that on purpose?"

Si Mingjing couldn’t help but chuckle, "I just wanted to give you a little sweetness."

Mo Yinhe: "..."

He instinctively looked towards the horizon. Had the sun risen in the west?

Of course, the sun hadn’t risen from the west.

The sun was setting in the west.

Mo Yinhe pointed to his other cheek, "Sweeten this side too."

Si Mingjing indeed leaned in and dabbed cream on his other cheek, its scent rich and sweet.

Mo Yinhe stroked his chin. Yup, the sun definitely rose from the west today!

When the pair returned to the Ye Family Manor, the sky had completely darkened. The evening lamps within the manor cast a dim, yellow glow, creating an atmosphere laced with warmth and intimacy—perfect for a post-dinner stroll.

Mo Yinhe felt a surge of anticipation. After dinner, I absolutely must take Mingjing for a walk, he thought.

That night, they enjoyed a lavish celebratory dinner.

After dinner, Mo Yinhe led Si Mingjing on a walk in the manor grounds. The four little dragon cubs bounded about, chattering excitedly as they followed, circling the couple.

The scene was both heartwarming and filled with familial bliss.

At that moment, Xiaobai, who was running ahead, accidentally tripped and fell. Si Mingjing immediately rushed forward, helped him up, and anxiously asked, "Did you get hurt?"

"Jingjing, this young master isn’t hurt at all!"

Even if it did hurt a little, this young master has to endure it. A young man, a future gentleman, can’t go crying in front of a lady, right?