Chapter 1007: Chapter 1007: Ning Zitong’s Anguished Outcry: I, Yan Xinxin, Don’t Have a Mother Like You! [1]

Ning Zitong never expected Yan Xinxin to come to the Mu family on her own accord, especially not so soon after giving birth just a little over half a month ago.

At this time, she should be at home in confinement, so why would she come to the Mu family in the middle of the night?

Moreover.

Ning Zitong raised her flickering gaze to look at Yan Xinxin, who was standing next to Mo Chuxi.

Her complexion looked haggard, and there was very little color on her face, making her appear somewhat pale in Ning Zitong’s eyes.

And those cat eyes, which seemed to hold a brilliant galaxy, were also slightly moist and crystal-clear at the moment.

She seemed to be in distress.

Ning Zitong’s heart tightened for some unknown reason, but perhaps she knew why her heart was aching at this very moment.

She tried hard to keep herself calm, then forced a smile.

"Young Master Mo, Mrs. Mo, may I ask why you have come to the Mu family so late?"

Ning Zitong asked with feigned calmness, her demeanor exceedingly indifferent.

"Guests are guests."

As she spoke, she looked at the servant beside her.

"Sister Xia, go brew some tea for the guests. This Mrs. Mo has just given birth, prepare her a cup of red date and goji berry tea!"

"Yes, Madam, I’ll go right away."

Sister Xia responded and quickly made her way to the tea room.

After speaking, Ning Zitong turned to look at the handsome and cold Mo Chuxi.

"Young Master Mo, Mrs. Mo, please have a seat."

Though resistant, considering Yan Xinxin’s physical condition, Mo Chuxi hesitated.

"Xinxin, would you like to sit for a while?"

"No need."

Yan Xinxin lightly opened her lips; the three words slightly extinguished a glimmer of light in Ning Zitong’s heart.

The smile on Ning Zitong’s face vanished instantly, as she lifted her gaze to meet Yan Xinxin’s eyes full of doubt, and even a hint of resistant reproach.

It made her heart jump, suddenly feeling guilty, not daring to meet Yan Xinxin’s eyes again.

While avoiding the gaze, Ning Zitong heard Yan Xinxin speak.

"Mrs. Mu, please return my son to me."

"...What, what did you say?"

Ning Zitong was stunned, completely unable to comprehend Yan Xinxin’s words.

Seeing Ning Zitong’s bewildered expression, Mo Chuxi let out a cold laugh, glancing sharply.

"It hasn’t been long, did Mrs. Mu’s ears become faulty? If you didn’t hear clearly, I’ll repeat it! Hand over my and Xinxin’s son!"

"..."

Naturally, Ning Zitong wasn’t deaf; she heard clearly.

However, she was confused; why would Yan Xinxin and Mo Chuxi ask this?

"Why, why are you saying this? Isn’t your son in the baby room at Ren’ai Hospital? Why are you coming to me asking for your son? Could it be...could it be that the two children are missing?"

Looking at Ning Zitong’s bewildered expression, Mo Chuxi lightly laughed.

"Mrs. Mu, you seem well-informed; you even know my son is in the baby room at Ren’ai Hospital?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Ning Zitong was momentarily speechless, and further guilty and uneasy as she avoided the gaze of Mo Chuxi and Yan Xinxin.

"I, I heard from Ah Jing, is there a problem with that!"

As she spoke, she sat down heavily on the sofa, yet her fingers twisted unnaturally.

"So, Mrs. Mu, your meaning is you only heard from Mr. Mu regarding my childbirth, but you never went to Ren’ai Hospital? You never entered the baby room, is that right?"

Hearing Yan Xinxin’s questioning, with her repeatedly addressing her as Mrs. Mu, Ning Zitong’s breathing became irregular, her heart ached more with each beat.

"Mrs. Mu, please answer!"

"Yes, I only heard about it from Ah Jing! Otherwise, how could I possibly care about when you gave birth, and if you gave birth to twin sons!"

Ning Zitong fervently denied, yet her heart was in turmoil.

Yan Xinxin smirked with amusement, turning on her phone, and tossed it beside Ning Zitong.

"Then please have a clear look, Mrs. Mu, at who the person sneaking looks at my son in this video is."