Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife

Chapter 374: Chapters 372, 373, 374: Yan Xinxin, Your Daughter is Not Dead!

"I thought my wife was truly so ruthless."

He quipped, sitting down on the lounge chair.

Yan Xinxin ignored him, walked straight to the side of the lounge chair, and sat down beside him, preparing the wound care tools.

She said nothing, her small face cold, carefully reaching out to unwind the blood-stained gauze. After unwrapping it, she saw the cut on his arm, and her delicate brows furrowed slightly.

"Regretting being so ruthless with me? Feeling heartache now?"

Yan Xinxin raised her beautiful eyes to meet Mo Chuxi’s deep gaze.

"You’re overthinking. I was just wondering if I should have been even harsher!"

Mo Chuxi’s long brows tightened, and he grabbed Yan Xinxin’s small hand that was holding the cotton swab.

"Yan Xinxin, do you want to know why I disturbed Chun’s peace?"

Chun?

Yan Xinxin lifted her teary eyes.

"Why do you say my daughter’s name so intimately?"

Mo Chuxi gazed intently into Yan Xinxin’s eyes.

"Your daughter is my daughter too."

the honor, but no need. I wouldn’t do something as cruel as digging

coldly, pulling her hand back

Chuxi lowered his eyes, watching

eyes downcast lightly, her thick, wing-like lashes curling beautifully. Her round, cat-like eyes were as clear

nose, her lightly pressed, cherry-pink lips looked like ripe fruit

feel much pain from the wound on his arm; just looking at Yan Xinxin

didn’t notice Mo Chuxi watching her the entire time. She skillfully disinfected his wound with alcohol, wrapped it with fresh gauze, and tied it up with

her tools, grabbed the small medical kit, and stood

"Yan Xinxin."

caught the wide sleeve of her robe. With the force between them, her right shoulder’s collar slipped down, exposing her smooth,

Chuxi, will you

Mo Chuxi suddenly

thin fabric of her robe, she felt the heat of

head, his blade-thin lips

I’ll formally introduce you to my

voice seemed to hum like a string beside

five years ago, and that Xi is the son you gave birth

like this will

with a small

tried to turn around, but Mo Chuxi’s embrace

breath, warm and rhythmic,

"Mo..."

when her shoulder suddenly

dog in your past life?! Why do you love

you’d like

you mean I’d