The excited voices of two children suddenly came from the yard.
Mo Chuxi paused on the stairs upon hearing it, the photo in his hand had already been crumpled by his forceful grip.
His face at this moment shows no emotion, seemingly calm, yet in his deep, dark eyes lies a terrifying destructiveness and devouring intent!
Lin Yuan'ai also looked up upon hearing the sound.
"It really is Xinxin who has returned!"
She exclaimed, her eyes widening even further.
"Qingqing is back too! How did Qingqing come back with Xinxin?"
"Qingqing?"
Old Master Mo turned his head to look over, and indeed, he saw his beloved granddaughter walking over.
A trace of a smile appeared on his old face, but soon, his gaze fell on Yan Xinxin, who was squatting at the side hugging and kissing the two little ones.
The smile on his old face instantly vanished without a trace.
"Is this the wife Yan Xinxin, whom Chuxi has carefully chosen and protected everywhere?"
He asked.
