Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife

Chapter 1162: Chapter 1162: Yuan, This Is the Last Time Your Brother Does Something for You...

Yan Xinxin and Mo Chuxi heard their little princess’s question, one remained silent, the other blushed.

"Ahem."

Mo Chuxi coughed lightly.

"Babies, how about letting mom take you to visit dad’s kingdom of work?"

"Kingdom of work?"

"Will there be little princes and princesses inside?"

The two little ones asked with confusion.

Yan Xinxin and Mo Chuxi exchanged a glance, smiling with arched eyebrows.

"Yes, little prince and princess are Xi and Chun..."

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Time passed unnoticed.

The evening glow of early summer gradually dyed the earth.

The Mu family mansion.

A table full of sumptuous dishes was already prepared, along with Mu Qianyuan’s favorite childhood snacks.

Mu Shaoqian came downstairs wearing a beige sweater, noticeably much thinner.

No longer the flamboyant and domineering personality, now he appeared somewhat gentle.

In the face of life and death, truly everything can be looked past.

But, he just can’t let go of his Little Qianyuan.

It was already time to eat.

Mu Shaoqian sat in front of the dining table, motionless.

Mu Jingheng and Ning Zitong had no intention of picking up their chopsticks either.

"How about I call Xinxin, see if she has time to come over."

Yang Guoping suggested.

Now he lives in this house; the people here don’t treat him as an outsider. Since he moved in, he shares meals and accommodations with them every day.

"No need to trouble, Uncle Yan."

Mu Shaoqian politely spoke to stop him.

"Don’t make Yuan feel pressured anymore. Even if Yuan never returns home in this lifetime, it’s not her fault; I’ve made too many mistakes."

He spoke with self-deprecating laughter.

"Uncle Yan, when you personally came here to tell me Xinxin is my sister Yuan, I not only didn’t believe it but also questioned your intentions. Thinking back, I feel incredibly foolish."

"Young Master Qian, don’t say that; you were deceived back then."

"Thank you, Uncle Yan, for repaying grievances with kindness."

Mu Shaoqian smiled.

"Yuan was unfortunate back then, but meeting such a good adoptive father like you was a stroke of luck amidst her misfortunes, I’m truly grateful to you."

As he spoke, he raised the water glass in front of him.

"Come, I’ll use water as wine, thank you, Uncle Yan."

Mu Shaoqian finished speaking and drank the water in his glass in one gulp.

Mu Jingheng remained silent, while Ning Zitong’s eyes turned red.

"Yuan was really adorable and sensible as a child, every morning she’d come to greet me and Ah Jing in our room, waking up to her sweet smile was the beginning of my daily happiness as a mother, but now, I’ve personally extinguished her smile, time and again..."

"Haven’t I done the same..."

Mu Shaoqian raised his hand to clutch his head, his mind full of images of Yan Xinxin as a child.

He clenched his fists, trying to hold back tears, but couldn’t manage to.

"Dad, Mom, Uncle Yan, you all eat, I have something unfinished yet."

Mu Shaoqian said as he stood up and left the dining table.

His desolate figure seemed to speak of life’s passing.

"Shaoqian, where are you going?"

"To do what I haven’t finished."

"Shaoqian..."

Ning Zitong called out, but Mu Shaoqian didn’t stop.

He walked slowly, his gaze vacant as he looked ahead, but his view gradually blurred.

Yuan, brother’s condition has worsened, time is running out, this is the last time, brother will finish planting the hydrangeas left undone.

Perhaps, when the hydrangeas bloom this year, brother can still see your smiling face as radiant as flowers...

"Ma’am! Sir! Young Master!"

As Mu Shaoqian just reached the living room, the butler Old Wu suddenly ran in excitedly.

"Ma’am! Sir! Young Master! Come and see who’s here!"