Yan Xinxin helplessly brought her son and daughter back to the car to wait.
The surroundings of the entire vacation resort were eerily silent, with only the rustling sound of leaves as the wind passed through.
"Mama, why isn't Baba coming back yet? Chun wants to go home."
Little Chenxi nestled in Yan Xinxin's arms, still shaken and frightened.
The Shaoqian brother she knew, the Qianshui sister—both had become so scary, speaking so harshly. They even bullied Mama...
"Chun, be good. Baba will come back very soon, and then we'll head home, alright? Hmm?"
Yan Xinxin gently reassured her, stroking her head softly with her palm.
"Chuxi Daddy's back!"
Young Yan Chenxi suddenly shouted.
Yan Xinxin quickly looked up and saw Mo Chuxi walking out from the villa, dressed entirely in black.
His imposing figure emitted an icy and powerful aura.
Yan Xinxin hurriedly placed little Chenxi into her seat and swiftly got out of the car, running toward Mo Chuxi.
"Let's go home."
