Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife-Chapter 76 - 0: Is Xi my and Mo Chuxi’s son?

The sharp and biting accusations pierced through, leaving Yan Xinxin utterly frustrated.

However, she quickly realized that this elegantly dressed, aristocratic-looking woman was Mo Chuxi's mother.

When Yan Xinxin saw the check Lin Yuan'ai had thrown to the ground, she was completely dumbfounded.

The kind of scenes you see in TV dramas had somehow unfolded in her life. Should she just follow what netizens always suggest? Take the check and leave, since honestly, she and Mo Chuxi didn't share true feelings.

Fifty thousand—it was a massive amount of money for her, enough to significantly improve her current living situation.

"I'm giving you one day to move out. I hope you're sensible about it."

Yan Xinxin didn't even get a chance to respond. Lin Yuan'ai picked up her bag and left, and the middle-aged woman trailing behind quickly followed her out.

Standing there for a moment, Yan Xinxin finally bent down slowly, reached out to pick up the check, and let out a mocking laugh.

Fifty thousand—it really was an enticing number...

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Lin Yuan'ai walked out of the apartment building, her face stern.

As she recalled seeing Yan Xinxin just moments ago, she couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Despite Mo Chuxi's outstanding excellence, attracting countless wealthy and noble women who wanted to latch onto him, he had never been involved in any romantic scandals over the years.

As his mother, she had even suspected whether her son wasn't interested in women at all. Yet now, she had personally seen photos of Mo Chuxi and Yan Xinxin in a hotel and directly encountered Yan Xinxin herself.

Fair-skinned, strikingly beautiful, youthful and vibrant—her face undeniably left an unforgettable impression.

Lin Yuan'ai couldn't help but feel worried for Mu Qianshui.

"Madam, please don't be so upset. The young master has never had a girlfriend before. This being his first might just be for the novelty. He'll tire of it soon enough."

Sister Lin walked up beside Lin Yuan'ai, trying to say things she would find agreeable.

"That Yan Xinxin is indeed beautiful. I just hope Chuxi is only acting out of fleeting curiosity."

"Given the circle your son moves in, he has seen plenty of gorgeous women. There are countless prettier than Yan Xinxin. The young master will inevitably grow weary of her."

Hearing Sister Lin's reasoning, Lin Yuan'ai seemed to ease up and smiled more.

"Madam, are we heading to the Mu family now?"

"Yes."

Lin Yuan'ai responded faintly, but as she approached the apartment building's exit, her gaze was suddenly drawn to a small figure.

Yan Chenxi was carrying breakfast and striding confidently into the building.

Sunlight spilled onto his delicately chiseled face, enhancing its stunning features.

Lin Yuan'ai's eyes locked onto Yan Chenxi's charming little face.

Whoever this child belonged to, he was strikingly outstanding—comparable to what Chuxi looked like as a child.

As Yan Chenxi continued striding with his long little legs, he faintly sensed someone staring at him. He turned his dazzling eyes toward them and noticed a handkerchief falling out of Lin Yuan'ai's pocket. Without hesitation, he dashed over.

Lin Yuan'ai thought this boy might suddenly act mischievously, but he ran to her feet, squatted down, and picked up the handkerchief.

"Pretty Auntie, you dropped your handkerchief," he said.

His voice was clear, soft, and melodic, like the tinkling of silver bells.

Lin Yuan'ai found herself dazed as she looked at Yan Chenxi. His sparkling, spirited eyes inexplicably filled her with a certain joy.

"Thank you, little one," she said.

"You're welcome."

Yan Chenxi handed her the handkerchief and waved his small hand in farewell.

"Pretty Auntie, goodbye."

"Goodbye!"

Lin Yuan'ai smiled as she watched Yan Chenxi's retreating figure, feeling an inexplicable sense of reluctance.

"Such a polite and well-mannered child. Clearly, his parents must have excellent upbringing," she praised, and Sister Lin nodded in agreement.

"Yes, very well-behaved and remarkably handsome. Madam, don't you think this child looks somewhat like the young master?"

Hearing this, Lin Yuan'ai's gaze toward Yan Chenxi shifted slightly, but she quickly dismissed the thought—it was impossible.

The child looked five or six years old. Five or six years ago, Mo Chuxi was barely in his early twenties and had never had any history of relationships. How could he possibly have a child?

"Madam, that child went into this building," Sister Lin said, pointing at the apartment complex they just exited.

For some inexplicable reason, Lin Yuan'ai suddenly felt the urge to follow him.

Yan Chenxi carried three glutinous rice rolls and three bags of soy milk, his small frame stepping briskly into the elevator.

Lin Yuan'ai and Sister Lin quickly caught up and entered the elevator, glancing at the floor number Yan Chenxi pressed. The two women exchanged looks, both carrying palpable surprise in their eyes.

The apartment building's elevator moved swiftly, and within seconds, it reached the top floor.

Completely oblivious, Yan Chenxi walked out of the elevator, though he did sense the two women following closely behind him. He furrowed his little brows and quickened his pace toward the apartment door, reaching out a small finger to input the door code. The scene that followed utterly shocked Lin Yuan'ai and her servant!

This little guy actually knew Mo Chuxi's apartment door password! And he operated it so effortlessly!

Yan Xinxin had just finished changing her clothes, planning to go out and find Yan Chenxi. She happened to hear her son's footsteps near the entryway.

"Xinxin! Xinxin!"

"Huh?"

Hearing her son's urgent calls, Yan Xinxin quickly ran over.

"Xi, what's wrong?"

Yan Xinxin asked concernedly, glancing toward the door.

Was Xi here alone? Where was Mo Chuxi?

"Xinxin, there were two Aunties following me," Yan Chenxi explained.

"Huh?"

The news made Yan Xinxin instinctively feel uneasy.

"But they didn't seem like bad people," he added.

"Ding dong! Ding dong ding dong!"

The doorbell rang again, this time with an unmistakable urgency.

"Xinxin, it must be those Aunties!"

Yan Chenxi confidently concluded. Yan Xinxin was momentarily dazed, her mind flashing back to the two women who had appeared earlier in her apartment.

"Ding dong!"

"Xi, stay right here. Xinxin will go check it out," she said.

"Be careful."

"Okay."

Yan Xinxin patted her son's head lightly before heading to open the door.

When she opened it, she saw the two women standing outside—the sight didn't surprise her a bit.

Lin Yuan'ai gave Yan Xinxin a single glance before walking in uninvited. Upon seeing Yan Chenxi, now standing in the living room, her expression darkened on the spot.

"Sister Lin, call Chuxi immediately and tell him to come back!"

"Yes, Madam."

Sister Lin hurriedly began calling.

"Mo Chuxi went out for a morning run and didn't take his phone," Yan Xinxin interjected.

"But I think he should be back soon."

Hearing this, Lin Yuan'ai's face soured even more than before. However, her gaze lingered on the smart and handsome little Baozi standing behind Yan Xinxin, prompting her to soften her tone slightly.

Yan Chenxi appeared a little uneasy under Lin Yuan'ai's scrutiny. He stepped closer to Yan Xinxin, seeking her protection.

"Xinxin, who are these Aunties?"

Yan Chenxi asked, blinking his big, curious eyes. Although he didn't call Yan Xinxin "mom," his affectionate demeanor toward her was enough for Lin Yuan'ai to form certain speculations in her mind.

"Lady Yan, don't you think you owe me an explanation?"

"Explanation?"

Yan Xinxin looked at Lin Yuan'ai in puzzlement.

How was she supposed to know what to explain if the woman couldn't voice it out clearly? It's not like she had Mind Reading Technique.

"When exactly did you meet Chuxi? And what kind of trick did you use to convince him to let you have his child?"

"What?"

Yan Xinxin frowned in shock. Could she have suspected Xi was her and Mo Chuxi's son?

"Mrs. Mo, I think you've misunderstood. Xi is my..."

"Xinxin."