Mo Chuxi’s arms tightened slightly around Yan Xinxin. Looking at her clear, unadorned face in the mirror, now free of makeup, Mo Chuxi lowered his head and buried his handsome features in the curve of Yan Xinxin’s neck. "Weren’t you the one who didn’t want to know who that man was? Why do you want to know now?" Yan Xinxin lowered her gaze. "Yes, I didn’t want to know before because I hated that man deeply." Her response was like a sharp blade piercing Mo Chuxi’s heart. "But after what happened tonight, I realized I might need to know who that man is. That way, I can address certain problems at their root. I don’t want him to appear suddenly after we’re married, or worse, try to take Xi away from me." Without hesitation, Mo Chuxi responded with certainty. "Trust me, such a thing won’t happen." "How about we take the two kids to the amusement park tomorrow to relax?" He opened his lips, shifting the topic entirely. "Before our wedding day arrives, I want my Mrs. Mo to stay in good spirits." As the words fell, Mo Chuxi pressed a kiss onto her lips. Yan Xinxin felt a cool sensation on her lips; his kiss seemed devoid of warmth. In mere seconds, the kiss was over. He cupped her face in his hands, their eyes meeting. "Yan Xinxin, you must remember the promise you made to me—no matter what happens, you won’t leave me." How could she see a flicker of longing in his eyes? Did he truly... care about me that much? As silence hung between them, Mo Chuxi reached out and scooped her up in his arms. "A lot happened tonight. I think my darling must be tired. Let’s sleep." He carried her to the bed; Yan Xinxin did not resist, though her face flushed faintly. Yet Yan Xinxin’s eyes stayed wide open. Mo Chuxi held her close, his breath flickering by her ear. The restless rhythm of her heart betrayed her unease, unable to digest the events of the night or the words she had heard. Falling asleep, she found herself trapped once more in the nightmare from five years ago. She struggled, bathed in a sliver of moonlight, her pupils reflecting a resolute and strikingly handsome face. It was Mo Chuxi’s face... Yan Xinxin called out, jolting awake from the nightmare. Lifting her gaze, she saw summer sunlight streaming across the carpet. The morning had come. Recalling last night’s dream, Yan Xinxin’s heartbeat accelerated rapidly. Mo Chuxi isn’t like that; he would never force me, nor would he deceive me... The soft, sweet voice of little Chenxi came from the doorway, pulling Yan Xinxin back to her senses. The little one wore a cherry blossom pink princess dress with two tiny braids, stepping towards the bed one step at a time. "Mama is a lazy piggy, sleeping in so late." Little Chenxi giggled, her big, glassy eyes twinkling. "Daddy said that when Mama wakes up, we can go to the amusement park!" Hearing Chenxi’s words, Yan Xinxin finally understood. Feeling slightly embarrassed, she smiled gently. "Mama will get up right away, okay?" Chenxi nodded eagerly, her little face lighting up with a bright smile. "Then Xixi, Xi-gege, and Daddy will wait for Mama outside!" Yan Xinxin nodded with a smile. Watching Chenxi’s petite figure as she turned to leave, her heart suddenly skipped a beat. She swiftly threw off the covers and stepped out of bed. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚~𝙣𝙚𝙩 The name slipped from her lips subconsciously. Chenxi paused mid-step and turned her head, blinking her wide, curious eyes at Yan Xinxin. Chenxi blinked innocently, puzzled. Hearing the little one’s confused question, Yan Xinxin snapped back to her senses. She looked at her, stepped forward to stand in front of Chenxi, then crouched down. "Xixi, Mama wants to give you a gift."