Nani!
Yan Xinxin's small hand holding the baby clothes trembled lightly.
She lifted her eyes, staring blankly at Mo Chuxi, her pink lips softly parting.
"Chuxi, I feel a little warm."
Hearing this, Mo Chuxi instantly understood her meaning.
"Then let your hubby take off your hat for you."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and took off the baseball cap that sat atop Yan Xinxin's head.
"What the—! You guys, look!"
"It's Yan Xinxin!"
"I knew it! I told you earlier you must have been seeing things. How could Young Master Mo possibly have an affair?!"
The group of gossip-loving women, upon seeing Yan Xinxin's face, instantly found their earlier speculations crumbling without a fight.
The woman who had been proven wrong looked at Yan Xinxin's delicate and fresh, palm-sized face, her expression turning awkward.
"It seems I really was mistaken. That woman earlier didn't have skin as fair as Yan Xinxin's, nor features as stunning as hers."
