Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife

Chapter 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.

"I saw that child once, but when I woke up later, I never saw her again."

Yan Xinxin lowered her gaze and spoke softly, silently recalling those moments.

"The doctor said I 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 I was discharged from the hospital, I bought a burial plot for Chun, but inside, there’s only a tiny sweater I 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.

"Yan Xinxin, did you never think about finding the man who hurt you back then?"

"I did!"

She suddenly turned around.

heart skipped a

tried to find

She couldn’t find him.

her answer, Mo Chuxi

girl barely into adulthood, assaulted by a stranger, pregnant—how terrified

she had only herself

know who that man is anymore. I just want to raise

what about our

Mo Chuxi quickly added.

froze for a moment before realizing what he meant. She reached instinctively

treasures dearly. And of course, Chenxi too. Thank you for

say ’thank

I don’t deserve it.

Chuxi’s peculiar expression, Yan Xinxin smiled faintly, a little

weren’t for this little one, how could I have had the chance to become Mrs. Mo,

brushed past, she lifted her head and

husband’s skin is perfect—delicious even. I’ll

she descended

snapped out of his trance only as her figure disappeared from view, caught between joy

sure Yan Xinxin liked him, but that affection she held for him now might be

to her that he was the wicked man from years ago, she would probably leave without hesitation—without even wanting

left was to marry her first—to let the whole world know that Yan Xinxin was his wife,