"Yes! Xinxin, hurry and tell your mom!"
Mu Jingheng quickly walked to Yan Xinxin and held her hand.
"Xinxin, quickly tell your mom! You mentioned it to me yesterday, that secret, you said you would tell your mom, Xinxin, say it now!"
He urged nervously.
In his heart, he was certain that Yan Xinxin is Mu Qianyuan.
"She can't possibly know!"
Mu Shaoqian, hiding beside Ning Zitong, whispered.
"Xinxin! Hurry and say it, tell your mom!"
"Ah Jing, no matter how you ask her, she can't possibly know the answer."
Yan Xinxin just moved her lips to speak, but was interrupted by Ning Zitong.
"Yan Xinxin, don't be too greedy. I know your family is poor, and you haven't had a good life since childhood, but that doesn't mean you can covet other's family property!"
"Covet other's family property?"
Mo Chuxi chuckled and asked back.
Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes, wrapped an arm around Yan Xinxin's shoulder and turned to walk toward the door, while leaning to whisper something in her ear.
