Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife-Chapter 658: Such an Apology is Sincere!

In the quiet afternoon light of the setting sun, Yan Xinxin gazed at the man massaging her toes and gradually felt a warmth seep into her heart.

Thinking about how the two of them had been so cold and stiff toward each other these past few days because of some trivial nonsense, she realized it was hardly worth it.

Looking at the man whose handsome face was written with concern, Yan Xinxin slowly raised her hand and gently placed it on Mo Chuxi’s hand as he continued massaging her toes.

Mo Chuxi’s movements paused. He hadn’t yet lifted his gaze when the soft and sweet voice of Yan Xinxin drifted to his ears.

"Brother Xi, Yuan knows she was wrong. Will you forgive Yuan, please?"

She blinked her eyes, lowering her stance and humbly apologizing to make peace. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Mo Chuxi was slightly surprised upon hearing this, but his face showed no emotional fluctuation—it remained calm and indifferent.

"Mrs. Mo, is this your way of apologizing to me now?"

Yan Xinxin grasped his hand and made an effort to sit up straight, leaning closer to him.

"Yes, Mrs. Mo acknowledges her mistake and hopes Mr. Mo can be magnanimous and not dwell on a beauty’s faults..."

"Yan Xinxin."

Mo Chuxi interrupted her, reaching out to lift Yan Xinxin’s delicate chin. His deep, enchanting gaze collided with her mesmerizing eyes.

"Since when did Mrs. Mo become so self-absorbed? Hmm?"

"I’m not self-absorbed, not at all."

Yan Xinxin shook her head repeatedly, then curved her brows upward as she flashed a radiant smile at Mo Chuxi.

"I learned it from my husband."

She chuckled mischievously and raised her arms to wrap them around his neck.

Mo Chuxi looked at her, his gaze turning hazy, his thin lips moving slightly.

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

Yan Xinxin nodded earnestly, then leaned her small face close to his handsome visage, looking deeply focused and sincere.

"Xi, I’m sorry. These past two days were upset over such a small matter, and I think you were right—this time, it’s my fault."

She looked at him apologetically, admitting she was in the wrong.

Hearing her heartfelt apology, Mo Chuxi could not help but feel it might actually have been his own fault.

But since his sweet wife was owning up to her mistake, he decided to go along with it.

"You truly know you were wrong?"

His tone reverted to its earlier tenderness, and the sharpness and coldness in his eyes softened, leaving behind only gentleness and doting affection.

Yan Xinxin raised her earnest gaze and nodded firmly.

"I really know I was wrong!"

"Well, if you know you were wrong, shouldn’t you show some sincerity to make amends? Hmm?"

He spoke with an air of reasonable logic.

Yan Xinxin seemed to have been brainwashed, nodding obediently.

Seeing this, Mo Chuxi curled his lips with satisfaction and lightly brushed his thumb across her rosy lips.

"Then... where is Yuan’s sincerity?"

"It’s... right... here..."

Yan Xinxin spoke slowly, word by word. Under Mo Chuxi’s expectant gaze, she leaned forward and gently kissed his lips.

Just as Mo Chuxi began to consider turning passive into active, Yan Xinxin released his lips but suddenly embraced him tightly with her arms, resting her head against his cheek, allowing their hearts to invisibly draw closer together.

"Xi, let’s not fight over little things anymore, okay?"

Hearing Yan Xinxin’s words, Mo Chuxi felt a pang of ache in his heart. Raising his hand, he stroked her head.

"Alright, we won’t fight, we won’t argue anymore."

"And will you stop talking about finding a secretary with pale skin, a beautiful face, and long legs just to spite me?"

"..."

"Xi?"

Yan Xinxin loosened her embrace, her pitiful eyes gazing at him.

"Have you already found one?"

"Yes."

Mo Chuxi responded honestly.

"I’ll compensate her double tomorrow and let her go."

"That won’t do."

Yan Xinxin stopped him, then smiled playfully.

"Just kidding—I trust my husband. No matter how beautiful that secretary might be, I believe Yuan will always be the only one in your heart..."

She smiled faintly, drawing circles with her finger on his chest, causing Mo Chuxi’s heart to tingle. Suddenly, he lifted Yan Xinxin onto his lap, wildly hiking up her dress.

"Xi!"

Yan Xinxin’s face flushed as she nervously clung to his shoulder.

Mo Chuxi smiled faintly.

"Yuan, Brother Xi is telling you—this is what counts as a sincere apology!"

"..."