The sudden appearance of little Chenxi was not within Mo Chuxi's expectations.
The little one, like a joyful butterfly, jumped onto Yan Xinxin, stretching out her soft, pale arms and hugging her beautiful leg.
"Mama! Xixi missed you! Did you miss Xixi? Papa said Mama had a fever, is Mama feeling better now?"
Little Chenxi lifted her adorable little head, her pink, lovely face tilted upward to gaze at Yan Xinxin.
Yan Xinxin froze momentarily, then felt sweetness well up in her heart.
All her frustrations and unhappiness seemed to dissolve instantly.
She immediately let go of Mo Chuxi's hand and crouched down to embrace little Chenxi.
"Xixi, darling, I've not been doing well lately, so I haven't taken good care of you. I'm sorry."
Yan Xinxin spoke softly, planting a light kiss on the little one's forehead.
"Once Mama finishes work, I'll take you and Xi to the children's playground, okay?"
"Mm-hmm!"
