Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife

Looking at Mo Chuxi’s desolate and sad gaze, Yan Xinxin felt heartache and confusion.

She asked, only to see him lower his eyes and sigh softly.

"Our baby always has issues. Is it because we’re too happy, and the heavens want to find a balance with our child?"

Suddenly hearing these words from Mo Chuxi’s mouth, Yan Xinxin couldn’t help but be stunned.

"Xi, don’t think like that. You haven’t wronged me. On the contrary, you’ve given me so much. Although you did things you shouldn’t have back then, I’m still grateful to you for giving me Xi and Chun."

"What things shouldn’t have been done?"

As soon as Yan Xinxin’s comforting words fell, she suddenly heard the little guy in her arms ask this question.

She was taken aback, pondering how to answer this question, when she heard Mo Chuxi’s pleasant voice in her ear.

"You’ll understand when you grow up."

Mo Chuxi said as he raised his hand to touch his son’s head, his gaze deep and meaningful.

"Dear son, remember, as a man, you must always be responsible for the things you’ve done. Never make the girl you care about sad and cry, understand?"

"..."

Yan Xinxin was surprised.

"Xi, Little Xi is still a child."

"Even though I’m still a child, Little Xinxin, I understand everything Dad says!"

The little guy blinked seriously.

"Little Xinxin, don’t worry, I will definitely take responsibility for you. You’re my favorite girl. I will protect you, and I won’t let you be sad and cry!"

"..."

This time it was Mo Chuxi’s turn to be speechless.

This son!

Is it destined to compete with him for Little Xinxin!

"Pfft!"

Yan Xinxin couldn’t help but laugh.

"Young Master Mo, it seems like you’ve dug a pit for yourself."

She smiled, reaching out to hold Little Xi’s hand and place it into Mo Chuxi’s wide palm, following with Little Chun’s hand, putting it into his palm as well, then finally covering it with her own hand, smiling gently.

"Xi, our family will be fine, and Little Yu Yuan will be fine too."

She comforted and encouraged, feeling his current anxious unease, because she felt the same.

"Daddy, no, it’s Dad, it’s all because of Little Sister Chun affecting me."

Mo Chenxi corrected, his little face serious.

"Dad, Little Sister Chun and I and the little brothers will always be with Dad and Little Xinxin!"

Never expected a day would come when the son comforted himself back, Mo Chuxi suddenly felt somewhat failed.

He pursed his lips and smiled warmly, just about to speak, when he saw the emergency room light go out.

Seeing the door open, Mo Chuxi stood up holding the little princess, while the little Mo Chenxi sensibly jumped down from Yan Xinxin’s lap, then took her hand and walked towards the doctor coming out from the emergency room.

The doctor in a white coat saw the imposing and strong aura of Mo Chuxi and his expression was tense.

"Young Master Mo, Mrs. Mo."

He greeted respectfully, nervously beginning to speak.

"We have already performed emergency measures on the young master. His heart rate is still unstable so far, and he has a fever, the situation is not very optimistic..."

The doctor spoke cautiously, feeling a noticeable chill as his words fell.

Yan Xinxin felt a daze before her eyes, involuntarily gripping Little Xi’s hand much tighter.

"Dr. Zhu, what does ’not very optimistic’ mean? What exactly is my son’s condition now? Where is my son now?"

Faced with Yan Xinxin’s questions, Dr. Zhu felt even more nervous.

"The young master will be placed in an incubator later because the young master is a premature infant, with weak immunity and a fragile respiratory system, so he needs protection."

Dr. Zhu said, feeling his own breathing become more tense instead.

"If, if the young master’s fever doesn’t subside this time, and his heart rate remains unstable... Young Master Mo, you must prepare for the worst."