Young Master Mo has a long way to pursue his wife

Chapter 370 I Am Mu Qianyuan
Mo Chuxi clearly saw that Yan Xinxin's expression froze instantly when he heard his words.

"You, what did you just say?"

She opened her clear eyes full of astonishment, and suddenly stretched out trembling hands to grab his arm.

"Mo Chuxi, what are you talking about? My daughter is not dead? Xiaochun is not dead? Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Of course I know what I'm talking about and what I'm doing."

Mo Chu looked into her eyes full of expectation and surprise, and spoke in a steady tone.

"Yan Xinxin, you didn't see Xiaochun really die at all, but someone told you that Xiaochun died, did you?"

Hearing this, Yan Xinxin's pupils dilated again in fright.

"You, do you want to say that someone lied to me? Xiaochun didn't die at all?"

How can it be!

Yan Xinxin felt as if her chest was instantly filled with something, and it was difficult for her to breathe.

Seeing her like this, Mo Chuxi frowned, feeling distressed.

"Yan Xinxin, tell me, who told you that Xiao Chun was dead?"

Yan Xinxin lowered her eyes, her gaze was dull, and she murmured something softly in her small mouth. It took a long time before she opened her mouth.

"It's my mother..."

"It's this woman again."

Mo Chuxi sarcastically said.

"If it weren't for a father who loves you so much, I really doubt that you were picked up by that woman."

His words made Yan Xinxin startled again.

picked up.

I was picked up by that woman?
If yes, is everything reasonable?
The little red heart on the waist, and the similarities between Mu Qianyuan and I...

No.

Can't think so.

I'm so sorry dad...

Yan Xinxin suddenly regained her senses, I must be crazy, that's why I thought I was Mu Qianyuan, the girl who Mo Chuxi cared about for more than ten years, and the girl who was always missed by Ning Zitong as a mother...

The corners of Yan Xinxin's eyes were sour, and the tears couldn't hold back the scorching heat and rolled down the corners of his eyes.

"Mo Chuxi, tell me, is my Xiaochun really alive? Do you have proof? If my Xiaochun is not dead, where is she now?"

"After I thoroughly investigate, I will give you an answer that makes you happy."

As Mo Chuxi spoke, she raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears on Yan Xinxin's face.

"Believe me, our little Chun is really not dead."

"Our...Xiaochun?"

"I said, your daughter is my daughter."

Hearing Mo Chuxi's answer, Yan lowered his eyes in confusion.

"No, I'm going to find my mother, I want to ask clearly!"

She turned sharply.

Mo Chuxi reached out to grab her.

"Do not impulse."

"But……"

"You run to ask her like this now, do you think she will tell you?"

Mo Chuxi looked at her seriously.

"Xinxin, trust me, I will check everything out, huh?"

Looking at his serious eyes, and hearing him call her Xinxin, Yan Xinxin's heart ached.

"sorry."

She apologized.

"Yesterday, my emotions were too out of control. I didn't listen to your explanation and scolded you, beat you, and threw things at you... Ugh!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly bowed his head and kissed her.

After two seconds, he let go and looked at her with electric eyes alluringly.

"You love Xiaochun so much, you should be angry."

"..."

Yan Xinxin felt even more incredible.

Shouldn't he be mad at me too?

"My young master is broad-minded and kind-hearted, and he doesn't know as much as a little woman."

"...Mo Chuxi, do you mean that I am narrow-minded and have a vicious mind?"

"Do you think my dignified Young Master Mo will marry such a bad woman as his wife?"

"..."

"Yan Xinxin, now that everything is clear, let me ask you a very serious question."

Mo Chuxi's expression became serious.

"Are you willing to marry me sincerely and be my Mrs. Mo?"

(End of this chapter)