Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife-Chapter 653: His Diary is All About You

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Chapter 653: Chapter 653: His Diary is All About You

Yes.

She has arrived.

She has finally become Mo Chuxi’s wife, the young madam of the Mo family.

No matter what name she goes by now, deep down, she is still the same person she was!

Lin Yuan’ai had initially changed her view of Yan Xinxin and her attitude had improved significantly. Now, knowing that she is Mu Qianyuan—the girl who saved her son as a child and was betrothed to him in their early years—she can’t resist treating Yan Xinxin with utmost kindness and affection!

Sister Lin walked toward the dining room carrying a bowl of stewed bird’s nest soup. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Seeing no one in the living room, she glanced up and caught sight of Lin Yuan’ai walking in from the garden, holding Yan Xinxin’s hand with an overwhelming sense of closeness.

Sister Lin’s eyes widened, as if witnessing one of the world’s top ten most astonishing wonders!

What on earth has happened during this time!

How has the madam’s attitude toward Yan Xinxin changed so drastically!

"Madam! Young Madam!"

Sister Lin called out.

"The bird’s nest soup for the Young Madam is ready. She can have it now!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan’ai happily led Yan Xinxin toward the dining room.

"Come, have something to eat. You didn’t come down for meals all day yesterday; you must be starving!"

"Hmm."

Yan Xinxin nodded with a smile, her mood at this moment indescribable.

But ultimately, she was a bit happy.

She was glad that her relationship with Lin Yuan’ai had already been better before now; otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to handle Lin Yuan’ai’s sudden change.

Sister Lin was stunned once again!

What is going on here!

The madam’s eyes even looked slightly red. She must’ve just cried recently!

Could it be that she sympathizes with Yan Xinxin’s impoverished and low-status background?

"Mom."

Ye Wei’er walked over, glanced at the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law chatting in the dining room, then pulled Sister Lin aside.

"Mom, did you talk to Mrs. Mo like you said? If we wait until Young Master Mo comes back, I’ll truly be driven out!"

"I’ll go over now! Don’t worry, with me shielding you, you’ll be fine!"

Sister Lin assured her, then headed toward the dining room, meanwhile catching snippets of Lin Yuan’ai and Yan Xinxin’s conversation.

"Are you really planning to attend the exhibition in Europe with Young Master Xiao?"

"Hmm."

Yan Xinxin nodded while sipping the bird’s nest soup.

"I’ve never had this kind of opportunity before. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to return before Chun and Xi participate in the parent-child event."

"I’m just concerned about how going to Europe now might affect your situation with Chuxi."

"Eh?"

"Aren’t you two still at odds?"

Lin Yuan’ai asked frankly but with a smile.

"Don’t worry, though—Chuxi might get angry with anyone, but he can’t bear to get angry with his Yuan."

Upon hearing this, Yan Xinxin’s cheeks warmed slightly.

Thankfully, Mo Chuxi had already liked her deeply before discovering she was Mu Qianyuan; otherwise, Yan Xinxin felt she might’ve been stuck in a mental rut.

Yuan?

Sister Lin, standing nearby, listened in confusion.

How does the name Yuan sound so familiar, as though it’s buried in some distant corner of her memory?

Lin Yuan’ai gazed at the silent Yan Xinxin with patience and abundant affection.

"If you don’t believe me, you can go check Chuxi’s study later. Once, I happened to see his diary—it was filled entirely with entries about you."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Yan Xinxin felt her heart racing unconsciously and hurriedly finished her bird’s nest soup, placing the spoon down swiftly.

"Mom, I’ll head upstairs for a moment."

Lin Yuan’ai smiled knowingly.

"Alright."

Yan Xinxin, her cheeks slightly flushed, quickly climbed the stairs and headed straight to Mo Chuxi’s study.

However, the study door was locked—it was a password-protected door.

Yan Xinxin furrowed her brows thoughtfully. What password might Mo Chuxi have set...?