In the tense cry of Yan Xinxin, everyone watched as Mo Chuxi, in the instant he embraced his little princess, was fiercely countered by Mu Qianshui, who reached out with both hands to grab young Mo Chenxi!
"Xi!"
Yan Xinxin cried out nervously, but the moment she tried to rush over, she was pulled back by Mo Chuxi.
"Don't act impulsively. You're still carrying the baby."
He reminded her.
But even so, he could still sense Yan Xinxin's overwhelming urge to dash forward.
"Mama, mama, wuwu..."
Seeing Yan Xinxin, Chun stretched out her arms, reaching for her mother.
Yan Xinxin's heart ached with worry, and in that moment, she instinctively reached out to hold her little princess tightly in her arms.
"Chun, don't be afraid. Mama is here. Papa is here too. Everything will be okay."
"Wuwu...Brother, brother..."
"Your brother will be fine, sweetheart. Be good, don't cry."
Yan Xinxin soothed tenderly, even as her own heart raced so fast it felt like she couldn't keep up.
