Mu Qianshui rushed into her room in a panic, locking the door behind her, her breathing chaotic beyond control! Could Yan Xinxin be Mu Qianyuan? How could this be possible! Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚫𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚫𝕟𝕖𝕥 Absolutely impossible! It’s just that people can sometimes look alike! Even if they both have the same heart illness, so what? There are plenty of people in the world suffering from heart disease! Mu Qianshui repeatedly denied Ning Zitong and Mu Jingheng’s speculation, but what she feared most was Mu Jingheng’s claim that he planned to reinvestigate the incident of Mu Qianyuan’s accidental drowning years ago. She absolutely could not allow him to investigate! Back then, the couple was consumed by overwhelming grief and had no energy to manage the details. Later, the police declared Mu Qianyuan dead, and they had to accept it. How could they have imagined that the whole incident was orchestrated by Mu Qianshui herself! Mu Qianyuan was beautiful, sensible, obedient, and even had an outstanding boy like Mo Chuxi by her side every day. She was utterly consumed by jealousy! When she learned that she was an orphan adopted from an orphanage to accompany Mu Qianyuan in growing up, all she wanted was for Mu Qianyuan to disappear from this world so she could become the only cherished child of the Mu family! Dragging herself out of her memories, Mu Qianshui fell into deep thought. She absolutely could not allow the life she meticulously worked to secure to be disrupted by anyone! Absolutely not! The afternoon sun quietly slipped away, allowing dusk to arrive uninvited. Yan Xinxin emerged from a tangle of dreams, waking up with her first sight being the tall and elegant figure standing by the window. This place is... a hospital? It seems... I was at the Mu family’s home when I suddenly had difficulty breathing, felt heart-wrenching pain, and then fainted. Before passing out, fragments of some unfamiliar imagery flashed through my mind. Later, Mu Jingheng and Ning Zitong, that married couple, brought me to the hospital. Yan Xinxin’s thoughts were crystal clear as she recalled everything leading up to her fainting. She slowly sat up, looking at the man by the window who resembled a perfect statue. "Is the sunset prettier than your future wife? Why are you staring at it so intently?" Behind her came Yan Xinxin’s teasing, playful voice, causing Mo Chuxi to pause slightly before turning around. Seeing her face, now restored with a hint of color, Mo Chuxi’s lips curled into a soft smile. Yan Xinxin nodded, pulled off the blanket, and casually got out of bed. "I know my own condition." "I’ve fainted twice before, and both times Xu Nuo saved me." Mo Chuxi was visibly surprised. Yan Xinxin glanced at him with a faint smile. "Do you remember long ago, when I promised to pick up Chenxi after school but ended up being late?" Mo Chuxi’s heart clenched slightly. "Was it because you fainted?" Seeing her nod, Mo Chuxi was overwhelmed with guilt. No wonder. No wonder Xu Nuo said those things at the time. No wonder she was inexplicably late. But back then, clueless to the truth, he had coldly rebuked her... "Where are my clothes?" Yan Xinxin tugged at her hospital gown. "No need to bother changing your clothes. I’ll take you home now." Mo Chuxi spoke as he stepped forward and swept Yan Xinxin into his arms. "From now on, you only need to focus on being my Mrs. Mo. You’re not allowed to do anything else." Yan Xinxin was baffled, unable to comprehend Mo Chuxi’s words. As she noticed the many eyes fixated on them during the journey, her face grew hot and she chose not to question further. Once he carried her into the car and closed the door, sealing them in their own private world, Yan Xinxin gazed skeptically at Mo Chuxi’s profile. "You just said I’m not allowed to do anything else—does this have to do with my health? I’ve fainted three times now, every time due to heart pain and difficulty breathing. Mo Chuxi, do I... have heart disease?"