NovelEnglishChapter 389: Chapter 389: | Need to Be Honest with You about Something
"I never thought of going to heaven."
Yan Xinxin answered calmly and confidently.
"I only want to be with my husband."
"Pfft"
Mo Qingning, who was nearby, couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Lin Yuan'ai, however, looked completely distraught!
"You—Yan Xinxin, what kind of nonsense are you talking about! Chuxi, out of everyone, you just had to choose
this woman to marry?"
"I think my wife said nothing wrong."
Mo Chuxi spoke unhurriedly, but his tone was firm.
"Xinxin is my wife. It’s only natural forto treat her well. Whether it’s cooking or anything else, as long as it’s
her request—even if it's unreasonable—I will fulfill it."
"Chuxi, you..."
"Yan Xinxin needs no justification—other than the fact that I'm her husband and I indulge her. Is this answer
satisfactory to you, Mo Madam?"
Lin Yuan’ai was left utterly speechless.
Yan Xinxin’s delicate face blossomed with a sweet smile, though her heart was beating wildly.
"I hope, Mom, that you can change your attitude towards Xinxin moving forward. Having one more daughter-in-
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Mo Chuxi lightly added this remark.
Lin Yuan’ai’s expression froze, and again, she had no words to respond.
For all this time, it had been so rare for Mo Chuxi to address her as "Mom," and yet, it was entirely because of
Yan Xinxin!
"Mom, stop arguing with Saozi! | think Saozi is great—she’s beautiful and funny. Plus, look, don’t we have little
Xi, such an adorable boy? Mom, you've always wanted a grandson, so you should be happy, right?"
Mo Qingning smiled, trying to lighten the mood.
Yan Xinxin glanced at her gratefully and saw Mo Qingning playfully wink back.
"Qingqing is right—since we're going to be a family soon, we should get along well."
Mo Qifeng walked over slowly.
"Sister Lin, take this roasted goose away. From now on, don’t serve this dish whenever the young lady comes
over to eat."
He instructed.
Lin Yuan'ai’s face turned ashen, and just as she was about to lose her temper, Mo Qifeng smiled and looked at
her.
"When you were pregnant with Chuxi and Qingqing, you were sensitive to many foods. You should understand
Xinxin better than anyone. For these ten months, just accommodate your daughter-in-law."
Mo Qifeng’s words truly surprised Yan Xinxin.
Did Mo Qifeng seriously approve of their marriage so straightforwardly? Was this for real?
Though Lin Yuan'ai seemed deeply resentful, Yan Xinxin still didn’t eat much of her food.
Early summer nights were dreamy and enchanting.
On the way home, Yan Xinxin leaned against the window, softly brushing her fingers over the diamond ring on
her left ring finger.
She was really about to get married.
To Mo Chuxi, the male idol in the hearts of countless young women.
Yan Xinxin turned to glance at the man concentrating on driving, a subtle smile tugging at her lips.
The night grew darker.
Ah Ding brought little Chenxi back. After playing all day, the little one fell fast asleep right after his bath.
Yan Chenxi played with his toy race cars for a while before heading off to bed as well.
After her own bath, dressed in a pure white silk nightgown, Yan Xinxin walked to the bedroom, where Mo Chuxi
sat lazily on the sofa, legs crossed, flipping through a book.
He wore a white bathrobe, revealing just a bit of his muscular chest and collarbone. A few strands of soft bangs
shadowed his brows.
He sat there, resembling one of those enigmatic figures from ancient times—part devilish charm, part refined
elegance.
"Done with your bath?"
Mo Chuxi suddenly looked up, putting down the book in his hand and stretching out his elegant palm toward her.
"Chere."
Yan Xinxin didn’t feign any coyness and extended her hand to hold his.
In an instant, Mo Chuxi exerted a slight force, pulling her into his arms.
Their scents blended imperceptibly, causing their heartbeats to sync in an irregular rhythm.
"Sweetheart, you smell lovely."
Mo Chuxi softly inhaled her fragrance, his lips effortlessly letting slip an endearment, "Sweetheart."
Yan Xinxin’s cheeks flushed red, but she raised her eyes seriously.
"Mo Chuxi, since we are going to get married, there's something | need to honestly confess to you."
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