Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife-Chapter 78 - 0: Family of Three

Yan Xinxin had just walked into the room holding her son's hand when Lin Yuan'ai suddenly barged in after her.

"Yan Xinxin!"

Lin Yuan'ai shouted sharply, completely unlike her usual elegant demeanor.

Yan Xinxin frowned as she looked at her, vaguely guessing what Lin Yuan'ai was about to say.

"Yan Xinxin, let me tell you right here—getting into the Mo family's doors isn't as easy as you might imagine. Don't think that just because you gave birth to Chuxi's son, you've secured your position as the young mistress. Since Chuxi hasn't acknowledged you publicly in the past five years, you should know your place!"

Hearing Lin Yuan'ai's words, Yan Xinxin couldn't help but feel slightly amused, yet exasperated.

Since when did she desire to become the Mo family's young mistress?

Her son, Yan Xinxin's son, had nothing to do with the Mo family!

"Don't you dare talk about my Xinxin like that!"

Yan Chenxi stepped in front of Yan Xinxin, his stern little face protesting Lin Yuan'ai seriously.

"Xinxin? Such a big child and still doesn't call out 'Mom'? Yan Xinxin, how are you teaching your son? If you can't teach him properly, let me, as his grandmother, do it!"

As Lin Yuan'ai spoke, she turned and commanded Sister Lin.

"Sister Lin, come over and take this child away!"

"But Madam..."

"No buts. Do as I say!"

"Enough!"

Mo Chuxi's cold and stern voice suddenly echoed.

Sister Lin didn't dare make another move, while Lin Yuan'ai stared in disbelief.

Though Mo Chuxi was always distant and unkind, he had never spoken so loudly to her, his mother.

Mo Chuxi's composed and handsome face carried a chilling glow as his icy gaze swept across Yan Xinxin's face before finally landing on Lin Yuan'ai.

"I've already made myself clear. I don't want anyone—and I mean anyone—interfering with my life. Yan Xinxin is mine. Anyone who gives her trouble is giving me trouble."

The solemn proclamation spilled from his thin, captivating lips with an irrefutable authority and intensity that caused Lin Yuan'ai to falter momentarily.

"Madam, let's go back for now. We can discuss this later," Sister Lin quickly tried to mediate, clearly shaken by Mo Chuxi's icy aura.

Lin Yuan'ai was unwilling, but Mo Chuxi's attitude was unwavering. His intention to protect Yan Xinxin was evident. If she continued to scold Yan Xinxin, it might even strain the mother-son relationship.

After all, she had every reason to believe her son was under the spell of this woman named Yan Xinxin!

Witnessing the united front of this 'family of three' standing on the same side against her, Lin Yuan'ai had no choice but to leave.

The air quieted down, but the tension refused to dissipate.

Mo Chuxi remained silent, glancing at Yan Xinxin for a few seconds before turning away.

"Xinxin, is Chuxi my dad?"

Yan Chenxi lifted his pure, curious eyes to look at Yan Xinxin and asked.

"Xi."

Yan Xinxin smiled and patted her son's head.

"Xinxin needs to go and talk to your Brother Xi now. Be good and stay in the room, alright?"

After hesitating for a few seconds, Yan Chenxi finally nodded.

Yan Xinxin smiled, then turned and went after Mo Chuxi.

Seeing his silhouette heading toward the rooftop, Yan Xinxin quickly ran up the stairs.

"Mo Chuxi!"

Yan Xinxin shouted, but the man did not stop.

"Mo Chuxi, stop right there!"

Yan Xinxin caught up and grabbed his arm, finally halting his steps.

She glared at the man with starry eyes full of anger as he maintained a cold and indifferent expression.

"Mo Chuxi, you can use me to fend off your ridiculous romantic troubles, but why are you involving Xi? Now your mother thinks Xi is the Mo family's grandson and wants to take him away from me. What are you going to do about this? You're absolutely irresponsible!"

His deep, electrifying eyes locked on Yan Xinxin's beautiful ones with a piercing intensity.

"Then how about the role of the Mo family's young mistress? Will that be enough for me to take responsibility for you? Hmm?"

"...What do you mean?"

Yan Xinxin released his arm, suddenly feeling amused.

"Do you really think I'm coveting the title of the Mo family's young mistress? Mo Chuxi, I'm not that naive. I'm very aware that you and I are just using each other..."

"Using each other?"

Mo Chuxi cut her off coldly, his voice chilling and firm.

He stared at her, his deep, icy eyes making Yan Xinxin suddenly feel a bit flustered.

"Yan Xinxin, now I understand why you were deceived by a man at eighteen."

"..."

"Because you're stupid."

After speaking, Mo Chuxi turned toward the sink, as if intending to water the hydrangeas.

"Mo Chuxi, you have no idea what I went through back then! Yes, call me stupid, because that's the only reason I ended up on your damn ship. But you have no right to make Xi a part of your Mo family. He's my son!"

Yan Xinxin shouted angrily at Mo Chuxi's back before spinning on her heel.

Mo Chuxi froze for a moment, then turned to catch sight of Yan Xinxin's retreating figure. He silently pondered for two seconds before following her.

This little woman—her emotional intelligence must have truly been weighed down by her IQ.

"Yan Xinxin."

Mo Chuxi called her name.

Sensing that the man had caught up to her, Yan Xinxin quickened her pace toward the stairs.