"Mom and Dad..."
Watching the figures of Mu Jingheng and Ning Zitong leaving, Yan Xinxin's eyes darkened.
She looked up to see the disdain in Mu Shaoqian's backward glance, and her heart sank.
"Brother..."
"Xinxin."
Mo Chuxi reached out and embraced her.
"Yuan, you still have Brother Xi, and Aunt Yuan. When you wake up, we still have Xi and Chun, and the baby in your belly."
He looked at her sorrowful profile, patiently comforting with his usual gentleness.
"Yes, Yuan, when your father returns tomorrow, everything will be clear!"
Lin Yuan'ai took her hand, kindly and lovingly comforting her as well.
"Xinxin, once your identity is confirmed tomorrow, you'll reclaim your true identity! Everyone will know that you, Yan Xinxin, are the true treasure of the Mu family!"
"You're not just the number one young lady of the wealthy family, but also the leading socialite in Ancheng's upper society!"
Lin Yuan'ai said excitedly, holding her hand.
