Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife-Chapter 23 - 0: Mo Chuxi, What Are You Doing!

Mo Chuxi was staring intently at the two little faces that looked remarkably similar, deep in thought. Suddenly, little Chenxi hopped off the sofa and blinked her big, crystal grape-like eyes as she slowly walked toward him.

The tiny figure required him to lower his head to look down at her.

Little Chenxi gazed seriously at Mo Chuxi, then extended her soft, smooth little hand and slowly opened her palm.

"Big brother, it's sweet. For you."

Mo Chuxi focused his gaze and saw a piece of chocolate lying on little Chenxi's tender palm.

She blinked her large, round eyes, her innocent and naive demeanor causing a brief moment of distraction for Mo Chuxi.

How had he never realized that children could be so adorably silly and lovable, especially this little girl right in front of him?

"Big brother..."

Seeing that Mo Chuxi hadn't reacted, little Chenxi called out again, her clear and sweet voice flowing through Mo Chuxi's heart like a stream in a mountain valley.

He bent down slightly, his cold and stoic face remaining unchanged.

"Did your mom never teach you that children shouldn't eat too many sweets?"

His gaze was serious, and given his expressionless poker face, little Chenxi saw it as stern and dismissive.

When Mo Chuxi mentioned "mom," little Chenxi lowered her head gloomily and slowly withdrew her hand.

Watching the little one's crestfallen and hurt expression, Mo Chuxi frowned.

What kind of woman was Yan Xinxin to teach children like this?

Both of them displayed emotions that didn't match their age.

If she couldn't raise kids properly, why even bother having them? And two, no less. Who knows which man tricked her into bed back then, leaving her now as a single mother.

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At that moment, Yan Xinxin was calmly preparing dinner in the kitchen. The fridge was well-stocked, and paired with Yan Xinxin's seasoned cooking skills, a table full of deliciously aromatic dishes was quickly ready.

When it was about time, Yan Xinxin headed to the living room to call them for dinner, only to find the large living room filled with an oddly awkward silence.

The two little ones and the one big one were seated on opposite ends, as quiet as sculptures.

"Xi, Chenxi, time to eat~"

Yan Xinxin called out, and the two little ones simultaneously turned their heads and hopped off the sofa.

Little Chenxi, as if out of habit, reached to hold Yan Chenxi's hand. Yan Chenxi didn't resist and simply let her hold onto him, following behind her.

Watching the two small figures walk away, Mo Chuxi felt an overwhelming sense of being ignored.

"Hey, Mo CEO."

Yan Xinxin walked into the living room and called out to Mo Chuxi, who was still sitting in place.

"Weren't you hungry? Dinner's ready."

When Mo Chuxi looked up, Yan Xinxin had already turned toward the dining room.

Isn't this his house? So why did it feel like he was a guest waiting for the host to serve dinner?

Mo Chuxi frowned and pondered this, feeling mildly annoyed, before finally getting up and heading toward the dining room after a few seconds.

Seeing Yan Xinxin and the two kids cheerfully enjoying their dinner like a picture-perfect family of three, Mo Chuxi felt even more like an outsider.

He nonchalantly walked to the dining table, glancing at the spread of dishes Yan Xinxin had prepared.

"Where's my food?"

He asked coldly, pulling out a chair and sitting down without hesitation.

"You've got hands and feet, so why would I serve you? Besides, I don't know the portion size for a high-profile CEO like you. What if I serve too much or too little? Wouldn't you complain either way?"

"..."

Initially, Mo Chuxi thought Yan Xinxin was a bit clueless and easy to deal with, but now it seemed she was sharp-tongued and logical in her rebuttals, far from the compliant little woman he had imagined.

Mo Chuxi kept his poker face as he sat down directly.

"Yan Xinxin, are you certain you're really not serving me my portion?"

Yan Xinxin paused and lifted her head to meet the man's sour expression, boldly locking eyes with his frosty gaze.

"I'm certain."

As her voice fell, Yan Xinxin noticed the faint tug at the corner of Mo Chuxi's lips. Suddenly, he raised his arm and reached straight toward her.

"Mo Chuxi, what are you doing?!"