Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife-Chapter 648: Mo Chuxi Seems Like a Completely Different Person

Chapter 648: Chapter 648: Mo Chuxi Seems Like a Completely Different Person

Released from the tension, Yan Xinxin felt as though all the strength in her body had been drained. Her body gave out, her head tilted to the side, and she collapsed limply into Mo Chuxi’s arms.

Mo Chuxi hadn’t even had time to reprimand the woman standing at the door when he saw Yan Xinxin faint and his heart clenched with alarm.

"Xinxin!" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"Young Madam!"

Ye Wei’er also appeared particularly shocked and concerned as she bent down to pick up the medical kit that had fallen onto the floor and hurried inside.

Mo Chuxi was someone with mild OCD and an intense sense of private possession.

Their marital bedroom was a space he didn’t want anyone else entering, aside from their two children.

Had Yan Xinxin not fainted, under no circumstances would he have allowed Ye Wei’er to step foot into their room.

Ye Wei’er took out a stethoscope and started to examine Yan Xinxin with great pretension.

These simple procedures were things Mo Chuxi could do himself, but right now he was overwhelmed with panic. Looking at Yan Xinxin’s unusually flushed face, his heartbeat felt restless and uneasy.

Upon closer inspection, he noticed two scraped wounds on Yan Xinxin’s knees, seemingly from a fall.

His chest tightened, and his sharp brows furrowed deeply.

"How’s the examination?"

He impatiently parted his lips to ask.

Ye Wei’er pretended to be serious as she examined Yan Xinxin, looking here and there, doing her best not to reveal any personal emotions.

Yet in truth, upon seeing the distinct marks on Yan Xinxin’s chest and neck—marks that only belonged to Mo Chuxi—her jealousy surged uncontrollably!

She put down the stethoscope and pulled up the quilt to cover Yan Xinxin, then stood up and gave Mo Chuxi a slight smile.

"Young Master Mo, please rest assured. Young Madam just has a fever and caught a chill. It’s nothing serious. I’ll go to the pharmacy to fetch some fever medicine for her."

"Nothing serious, and she fainted?"

"...This, it’s just that Young Madam’s current condition is somewhat weak."

Ye Wei’er froze awkwardly and hurried to explain.

"Additionally, although Young Master Mo might not like hearing this, as her doctor I have to say—"

"If I don’t like hearing it, then don’t say it. You can leave now."

"..."

"Get out."

Mo Chuxi dismissed her impatiently.

Ye Wei’er clenched her teeth.

"Young Master Mo, I’m only thinking of Young Madam’s well-being. Her body is very frail right now, and she may not be suitable for... for that type of intimacy with you..."

"I told you to leave."

"...Understood."

Ye Wei’er didn’t dare push it further. The single sentence she had uttered earlier had already drained all her courage!

Still, as she left for the door, she couldn’t help but recall seeing Mo Chuxi previously, so deeply lost in kissing Yan Xinxin.

She had dropped her belongings on purpose, hoping to interrupt them.

After Ye Wei’er left, Mo Chuxi placed the fever medicine in his mouth, then gently leaned down, pressing his lips to Yan Xinxin’s soft ones.

With tender precision, he pried open her teeth and transferred the bitter medicine into her mouth.

When he saw that Yan Xinxin swallowed, he finally relaxed.

Time slowly passed.

For however long Yan Xinxin stayed asleep, Mo Chuxi remained beside the bed, handling his work at the same time.

Balancing his wife and his business seamlessly.

Yan Xinxin opened her eyes a few times in a daze, catching glimpses of Mo Chuxi testing her temperature.

His expression was softenly gentle, no longer showing the sharpness and coldness he usually held.

She fell asleep once more and began reliving the nightmare she had last night. In the dream, Mo Chuxi seemed to have turned into someone entirely different.

He imprisoned her in a pitch-black room devoid of light. His tilted figure, the subtle curve of his lips, exuded a wild and untamed intensity that enchanted and terrified her.

He walked toward her, step by step, drawing closer. The dazzling, obsidian depth in his eyes carried an invasive dominance that filled her with fear...

"No—!"

Yan Xinxin abruptly jolted awake from the nightmare in terror.

Sitting by the bedside reading, Mo Chuxi turned his head sharply.

"Xinxin."

He leaned closer with worry, reaching out to calm her, but as soon as his hand touched hers, Yan Xinxin recoiled as if shocked. She withdrew her body, flinching backward.

"Bang!" With a painful sound, she crashed to the floor.

"Xinxin!"