It’s Little Chenxi and Xi’s voices, and another one sounds like... Ah Ding’s voice immediately followed. Yan Xinxin’s cheeks flushed as she quickly pulled her head back. Mo Chuxi opened his smoldering eyes, still savoring the moment. Noticing Yan Xinxin’s blushing face, he curled his lips in satisfaction. "Put me down, right now." "Your foot is injured; I can’t put you down." "Xinxin, what’s wrong with your foot? Why is it wrapped in something white?" Yan Chenxi finally noticed. "Oh, oh! Mommy, what happened to your foot?" "Don’t worry, babies, it’s just a slight sprain. It’ll be better in a few days." Yan Xinxin explained with a faint smile, her cheeks still red. She glanced at Ah Ding, who was laughing nearby. "Young Master Mo, today’s delay was because the little lord and little lady said they wanted to play in the park." Ah Ding explained with a grin. "Let me open the door for you!" He said and quickly took the two children’s hands and led them toward the apartment. Mo Chuxi turned around to follow. Yan Xinxin glared at the man holding her. "Mo Chuxi, I want to set three rules with you!" "Nope. Refuse. Not agreeing." After the apartment door opened, Mo Chuxi immediately carried Yan Xinxin into the room and placed her on the lounge chair. "Leave dinner to me tonight. All you need to do is rest properly." "For the jewelry exhibition dinner this Saturday, I want you to attend in your best condition." He remarked as he turned and left the bedroom. Yan Xinxin looked at her right ankle, wrapped up like a big rice dumpling, feeling restless inside. She genuinely wanted to participate in a formal jewelry exhibition in her best state, so her foot had to heal quickly! Ah Ding didn’t stay long and soon left. Mo Chuxi planned to prepare dinner but suddenly remembered something important. He walked into the living room and saw Yan Chenxi playing with toy cars, while Little Chenxi sat obediently on the carpet watching Yan Chenxi play. The orange glow of the sunset cast across the harmonious scene of the siblings playing together. Mo Chuxi felt a wave of warmth. His gaze shifted from Yan Chenxi’s proud little handsome face to Mu Chenxi’s delicate little features. The baby-fat cheeks, smooth and tender pink-white skin, thick and curled eyelashes, and sparkling large eyes—they looked increasingly like Yan Xinxin. A surge of gratitude and indescribable emotions rose in Mo Chuxi’s heart. He squatted down and gestured to Little Chenxi, his lips parted to speak softly. "Little Chenxi, come to Daddy." For more chapters visit n0velfire.net Little Chenxi lifted her clear, bright eyes upon hearing him. Her petite and adorable figure slowly stood up. "Xi Brother, I’m going to see Daddy. I’ll be back soon!" "Alright, I’ll save it for you to play." Little Chenxi nodded with a smile and ran toward Mo Chuxi, her tiny legs kicking adorably. She called out softly. Mo Chuxi’s heartstrings trembled, his eyes involuntarily growing misty. He remained squatting, arms open, as Little Chenxi innocently smiled, her soft little body leaped into his embrace. She called again with the same sweet and tender voice. Mo Chuxi’s heartbeat skipped; he hugged her tightly, his long eyes glistening with a misty sheen. He raised his hand, gently stroking Little Chenxi’s soft, shoulder-length hair, feeling her warmth, his heart violently stirred. He called softly, a slight tremble in his voice. This was the name Yan Xinxin had given their precious daughter—Zhichun. And the results of the identification papers sent back from abroad had thoroughly confirmed the blood relations between the three of them! Five years ago, Mu Chenxi, who had been adopted from an orphanage by the Mu family, was none other than his and Yan Xinxin’s daughter, Yan Zhichun!