Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife-Chapter 674: Photos That Can’t Be Looked At Directly
"My little great-grandson, be careful!"
Seeing that little Yan Chenxi almost stumbled, the Mo patriarch nervously reminded.
Fortunately, he didn’t fall in the end, and the old man breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned to look at Mo Chuxi, who stood motionless not far away, and curiously raised himself upright.
"What are these things that spilled out? Photographs?"
The Mo patriarch questioned, noticing Mo Chuxi’s gaze fixed downward at the scattered photographs by his feet, his relaxed expression instantly freezing into stern, somber tension.
Mo Chuxi slowly crouched down, staring at the photos strewn across the ground, his sharp brows furrowed as he reached out and picked one up.
His piercing eyes suddenly sharpened with murderous intensity!
"It’s Mama! Mama is sleeping!"
Little Chenxi’s innocent and harmless voice rang out clearly.
"But who is this big brother?"
"Chun is such a silly kid! That’s the Young Master Xiao! But why is Xinxin sleeping in the same bed with Young Master Xiao?"
"What?!"
Hearing the pure conversation between the two little ones, the Mo patriarch almost jumped up in shock.
His face turned grim and dark. Just as he was about to move forward to grab the photographs, Mo Chuxi acted faster, collecting all the photos from the ground and snatching the ones from the hands of the little kids.
"Papa, Chun wants to see Mama! Chun misses Mama..."
Little Chenxi blinked, still innocent as ever.
Beside her, little Yan Chenxi furrowed his tiny brows.
"Why exactly? Why is Xinxin sleeping with this Young Master Xiao...?"
"Chuxi! Why are you taking all the photographs? What on earth is in those photos? Chun says it’s her mother. Who is this Young Master Xiao?! Why would your wife be in bed with someone named Young Master Xiao?!"
The Mo patriarch angrily pounded his walking stick on the ground, loudly questioning.
His voice soon drew the attention of Ye Wei’er and her daughter, as well as Lin Yuan’ai.
"What happened?"
"Dad, what’s wrong? Why are you so angry? Come sit down."
"Hmph! Tell Chuxi to hand over the photos he’s holding!"
The old patriarch struck his cane forcefully, his tone stern and imposing.
Perplexed, Lin Yuan’ai glanced at Mo Chuxi, whose handsome face looked as cold as frozen ice.
"What photos? Chuxi, what are you holding? Is there a reason why you won’t let Grandpa see them?"
With one hand buried in his pocket, Mo Chuxi clenched the stack of photos tightly with his other hand.
"Nothing worth seeing."
He replied curtly, his voice icy, then walked toward the two innocent little ones. His lips curved faintly, and despite the coldness lodged in his heart, he still managed to offer the two small children a tender smile.
"What you saw earlier wasn’t your mother; it was someone who simply looks a lot like her, hmm?"
He spoke gently, stroking little Chenxi’s cheek, then turned with a smile to Yan Chenxi.
"Xi, take your sister to the garden to play. Don’t go to the beach again."
"Okay."
Yan Chenxi nodded obediently, his tiny hand clutching little Chenxi’s petite hand.
"Chun, let’s go play with brother."
"Alright~"
The two children’s innocent laughter and carefree figures quickly disappeared from his sight. Mo Chuxi’s smile vanished in an instant, replaced by a blackened expression.
He bent down, picked up the file bag, scanned the sender’s information on its surface, then turned upstairs.
"Chuxi, stop right there!"
The Mo patriarch commanded from behind, but Mo Chuxi ignored him, leisurely making his way upstairs without stopping.
"Hmph! This is driving me mad!"
"Dad, calm down! What exactly is going on now?"
"Mama! Mama is back!"
"It’s really my Xinxin who’s returned! Wonderful!"
