<h4>Chapter 257: Chapter 257: The Crystallization Belonging to the Two of Them</h4>


    He spoke as he raised his hand and pulled her into his embrace.


    His slender fingers threaded through her hair, silently intertwining, listening to the steady rhythm of two hearts drawing closer together.


    Yan Xinxin lifted her hand, gently encircling Mo Chuxi’s waist.


    Her heart ached; this feeling was real.


    Mo Chuxi loathed Mu Qianshui, just as much as she despised the man who had forced her back then.


    She slightly tightened her grip, holding him even closer.


    Inhaling the faint orchid fragrance on him, her heart gradually calmed down.


    "Yan Xinxin, would you be willing to have another daughter?"


    "...Huh?"


    Yan Xinxin’s big, watery eyes widened in astonishment.


    Mo Chuxi released her from his arms, his gaze now softenedpared to before.


    "I’ll have Chenxi call you ’mom.’ Though it’s unfair to you, there’s no way I’d let Chenxi stay with that scheming woman."


    His eyes were intense.


    "Yan Xinxin, you have a son, and now I also have a daughter. Perhaps...it’s destined fate?"


    "..."


    Yan Xinxin was momentarily speechless.


    On the surface, this didn’t seem wrong, but in reality, it was riddled with contradictions!


    "Even if Mu Qianshui is awful, she’s still Chenxi’s biological mother, and Chenxi..."


    "That kind of woman doesn’t deserve to be Chenxi’s mother."


    Mo Chuxi immediately rejected the notion.


    "Yan Xinxin, starting from now, we’ll have three children, alright?"


    The man’s unwavering, serious gaze made it clear to Yan Xinxin he wasn’t joking.


    It wasn’t that she didn’t want to care for little Chenxi, but no matter what, Mu Qianshui was still her birth mother. Plus, she and Mu Qianshui were "rivals in love"...


    "It’s gettingte. Go prepare dinner, and I’ll take a shower. Just the thought of my body being touched by that woman makes me sick."


    After saying this, Mo Chuxi turned around, appearing as nonchnt as ever.


    Yan Xinxin watched his retreating figure, standing there in a trance for a moment before turning her gaze toward the sunset fading on the horizon.


    The heavens really know how to n things.


    Five years ago, they endured simr experiences; five yearster, they each had a child by their side.


    And what struck her most was that now, in her own belly, another child—a new life belonging to both of them—was quietly growing...


    Yan Xinxin prepared a sumptuous table of dishes. Judging by the time, Mo Chuxi had been showering for about an hour.


    Back when that idental night happened at the hotel, hadn’t he just casually rinsed off? Could it be that Mu Qianshui truly disgusted him that much?


    At the dinner table, the two children sat side by side. Mo Chuxi’s face was impassive as his deep-set eyes asionally nced toward little Chenxi, who was focused intently on eating.


    This little one...was actually his daughter?


    Mo Chuxi finally understood why his memory of that night five years ago was particrly fuzzy. It turned out that Mu Qianshui had drugged him.


    "Daddy."


    Little Chenxi’s soft and sweet voice brought him back to his senses. He looked down to see her blinking her big eyes, staring at a piece of braised pork rib in his bowl.


    Mo Chuxi picked up the rib with his chopsticks and ced it into little Chenxi’s bowl, his gaze noticeably gentle.


    "You eat so much, no one’s going to want you in the future."


    Little Chenxi held her small bowl in her chubby hands, blinking innocently.


    "If no one wants me, Daddy will."


    "..."


    "Pfft—"


    Yan Xinxin couldn’t help but cover her mouth andugh. This atmosphere, strangely enough, felt warm andforting.


    "Young Master Mo, how does it feel to be yed by your precious daughter?"


    Hearing Yan Xinxin’s teasing, and seeing the curve of her smiling eyes, Mo Chuxi felt something stir within him.


    "Ding-dong! Ding-dong ding-dong!"


    The urgent sound of the doorbell suddenly rang out.


    Mo Chuxi seemed to have already guessed who it was. He stood up and briskly opened the door.


    Standing there were Lin Yuan’ai and Ning Zitong, their faces filled with anxiety.


    "Xixi! Where’s Xixi?! Chuxi, no matter how angry you are with Qianshui, Xixi is still your biological daughter. Please, don’t do anything reckless!"