Chapter 155: Chapter 155: Your Son is in Our Hands

"Mu Qianyuan."

Ning Zitong spoke directly.

Yan Xinxin felt her heart plunge into the depths of the ocean—so heavy, so weighed down.

"You should have already heard from Qianshui about Yuan and Chuxi."

"You... why are you telling me this?"

Yan Xinxin felt an overwhelming discomfort, especially in her chest, a stifling pressure that brought with it an illusion of drowning and suffocation.

"I’m telling you this so you know—the only reason Chuxi keeps you around is because he sees you as a substitute for my daughter Yuan."

"..."

"He doesn’t genuinely love you. You’re just his way of filling a void in his heart."

Ning Zitong’s sharp words pierced directly into Yan Xinxin’s chest without the slightest hint of subtlety.

"Sister Xinxin, are you cold?"

Seeing Yan Xinxin’s trembling fingers, little Chenxi looked up with concern and asked.

Yan Xinxin snapped back to reality, shook her head absentmindedly.

"Sister Xinxin isn’t cold..."

Xinxin, I’ve already dug deeply into

icy voice

I will make your out-of-wedlock child known to the public. I imagine then, your days at

words, Yan Xinxin froze in

before she

taken the $500,000 Yuan’ai offered you and left. The position of the Mo

they were all in on it

more ridiculous. Suppressing the ache in her chest, she

I insist on foolishly fantasizing a

"Yan Xinxin, you—"

thing I know is that he told me more than once to stay by his side. Even if, one day, I really have to leave,

"You—"

Zitong hadn’t anticipated Yan Xinxin’s stubbornness and, for a moment, couldn’t come up with

lowered her gaze, and gave little Chenxi a soft

has to go to work now. Let’s

"Sister Xinxin..."

tugged at

about Daddy? And big

them to come

"Really?"

"Mm!"

then held out her pinky finger. Little Chenxi quickly understood and eagerly extended her tiny finger to make a pinky promise

sat off to the

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