A sharp warning came from Mo Chuxi’s lips.

The man’s voice was pleasant to hear, but his aura was even more intimidating!

"I’m sorry, Qingning! I won’t speak carelessly again! Really, I won’t!"

"Qingning, I’m sorry! I’m jealous of you for being so pretty and being with Young Master Xiao. I’m just petty! I’ll work hard from now on and won’t gossip about anyone!"

Jiaojiao and Daidai rushed in front of Mo Qingning to beg for forgiveness.

Meanwhile, their other teammate quietly hid behind other colleagues.

Fortunately, fortunately...

Luckily, I only echoed a couple of words casually, unlike what these two women did. Otherwise, I’d be scared to my knees now!

Dinner was quite relaxed, but of course, only for those who usually worked diligently.

The three of them held their chopsticks, faced with a table full of delicacies, but found no taste in them.

They felt very uncomfortable inside!

It was their first chance to taste food made by a top chef, but their hearts were still trembling with panic, leaving them no appetite at all.

If they had known Mo Qingning’s status could be so intimidating, they would have made every effort to ingratiate themselves, rather than utter a single word recklessly!

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The bright moonlight gleamed across the Milky Way.

Yan Xinxin raised her beautiful starry eyes, blinking wide-eyed.

Mo Chuxi sat on the bed, wrapped his arm around her shoulder, and let her head rest on his chest.

"What are you thinking about so deeply, Yan?"

"I’m envious."

"Hmm?"

Mo Chuxi showed his confusion; all the women in Ancheng were envious of her, Yan Xinxin, and here she was saying she was envious?

What was she envious of?

Yan Xinxin lifted her eyes to meet Mo Chuxi’s charming, handsome eyes.

"I’m envious that Qingqing has such a good brother."

As she spoke, Mo Chuxi instantly understood.

He kissed her brow tenderly, stroked her long hair, and placed a hand on her belly.

"Yan Xinxin, let me ask you a question."

"Hmm? What question?"

"If one day Mu Shaoqian really realizes the truth and knows that you are his biological sister, would you forgive him?"

Yan Xinxin shook her head.

But Mo Chuxi felt he already had the answer.

Her shaking head indicated hesitation, and hesitation meant she still regarded Mu Shaoqian as her brother.

His arms tightened around her.

"Darling, can I tell you a story?"

"Why not tell it to our baby?"

"Mm-hmm, this story is for my beloved darling to hear."

Mo Chuxi gazed tenderly and indulgently at the woman leaning against his chest.

"Once upon a time..."

Yan Xinxin fell asleep listening to Mo Chuxi’s story, and the next day, not even having enjoyed his lingering warmth, she went to the hospital again.

Right now, protecting the pregnancy was her top priority, making her quite carefree this time.

Yan Xinxin leaned back on the sofa, holding a paintbrush in one hand and a small drawing board in the other.

Even while recuperating in the hospital, she could work on her drawings and designs.

As Mo Chuxi needed to get the test results, he left temporarily. But just a minute after he left, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Yan Xinxin said as she put down her brush and board, intending to stand up when the door to the ward opened, revealing a face she found completely unfamiliar.

"Who are you..."

She asked curiously, yet felt a hint of familiarity.

"Are you Yan Xinxin?"

The girl asked, stepping in slowly.

Yan Xinxin nodded.

"I am. May I ask who you are..."

"My real name is Mu Qianyuan."

"...."

Upon hearing the girl’s answer, Yan Xinxin was momentarily stunned.

The person in front of her, dressed in all white, slowly walked in, giving Yan Xinxin a meaningful smile.

"How does it feel to be my substitute?"