Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife-Chapter 62 - 0: What Are You Doing?

Yan Xinxin looked at the young man in front of her with surprise, her starry eyes blinking rapidly.

What a handsome man—sharp brows, starry eyes, a straight nose, and thin lips. Between his elegantly defined features, there was a trace of gentle warmth.

He was also quite tall, at least around 1.85 meters. His posture was upright, and at first glance, he carried a uniquely refined and refreshing air.

His eyes were exquisite as well—long and narrow, deeply captivating, and darkly luminous. His gaze was not as cold and aloof as Mo Chuxi's but was instead the complete opposite: warm and soft.

Yan Xinxin froze for a moment, suddenly snapping back to her senses.

Why was she suddenly thinking about that arrogant man while staring at someone else?

"Excuse me, are you here looking for Mo Chuxi?"

Yan Xinxin spoke up first.

Sheng Yehan paused slightly as he looked at Yan Xinxin, unable to resist scrutinizing her.

Her attire seemed rather plain, but her appearance was anything but ordinary. Her features were delicate and her black hair framed a small face, while long lashes adorned her enchanting, lively eyes that naturally drew attention.

"Are you... Xi's girlfriend?"

Yan Xinxin froze for a moment.

"Uh, my name is Yan Xinxin. Mo Chuxi should be out for his morning exercise. Why don't you come in and take a seat first?"

"Sure."

Sheng Yehan nodded and walked inside. As soon as he entered the living room, his gaze fell upon a small figure carefully carrying a plate over to the dining table.

Sheng Yehan instinctively furrowed his brows as he closely observed the little boy, Yan Chenxi.

Noticing the dashing man gazing curiously at her son, Yan Xinxin quickly interrupted.

"Why don't you sit down for a moment? I'll get you a glass of water."

"OK."

Sheng Yehan withdrew his gaze and sat down on the sofa. He pulled out his phone again to dial Mo Chuxi's number, but as soon as the call connected, a ringtone blared from a nearby room.

Clearly, Mo Chuxi had left his phone behind when heading out.

Yan Xinxin walked to the dining room to pour water while Yan Chenxi, who had already arranged the tableware, stared curiously at Sheng Yehan in the living room.

"Little Xinxin, who's that big brother?"

"He must be Brother Xi's friend, right?"

Yan Xinxin guessed while pouring the water and picking up the glass.

"Xi, you eat breakfast first. Little Xinxin will join you shortly."

"Okay!"

The little boy nodded obediently.

"What a good boy."

Yan Xinxin smiled warmly and turned back toward the living room.

"Feel free to wait here. I think he should be back soon."

"Sheng Yehan. That's my name."

Sheng Yehan introduced himself, his voice clear and pleasant.

Sheng?

Yan Xinxin's imagination ran wild—could he be a scion of the Sheng family, one of Ancheng's four great families?

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Yan Xinxin greeted him politely, handing over the glass with a slightly awkward smile, feeling unsure since they weren't familiar.

"Thank you."

Sheng Yehan reached out for the glass. His hands were white and smooth, with well-defined joints—obviously pampered since childhood. His attractive lips curled faintly.

"As Xi's best friend, I didn't even know he was secretly married—let alone having such a big son already."

"What?"

Hearing his words, Yan Xinxin abruptly froze mid-action. The glass slipped from her hand and shattered on the floor with a loud crash.

Yan Xinxin hastily crouched down to clean up the fragments, without even having time to explain.

"Sorry for wetting your trousers... Ah!"

While apologizing, she accidentally pricked her finger on a sharp shard of glass, and bright red blood quickly oozed out.

Sheng Yehan frowned and immediately crouched down, grabbing her injured finger in one swift movement.

"Don't move."

He spoke, his tone serious.

Yan Xinxin's mind went blank for a moment. Just as she was thinking of pulling her hand back, she sensed another figure looming behind her.

"What are you two doing?"