"Wahhh—"
Yan Xinxin was pushed forward by the force, her body pitching forward.
The little Chenxi in her arms immediately let out a loud cry.
"Mama…"
"Chun, don't be afraid, Mama is here."
Yan Xinxin didn't spare a thought for anything else, reaching out to pull little Chenxi into her arms to comfort her.
The car started not long after, and soon, someone else appeared beside her.
"It's been some time, but you look like you're in even better shape than before."
Mu Qianshui's haughty voice came in with icy sarcasm.
Yan Xinxin shielded little Chenxi on the other side of her body and fearlessly raised her gaze.
"I haven't done anything shameful, nor have I done anything despicable, so of course I'm doing well. Unlike certain people, who look like witches the moment their makeup is off."
"You…"
Mu Qianshui's face instantly darkened.
"Yan Xinxin, you'd best behave yourself."
