Chapter 979: Chapter 979: Young Master Mo, You Have to Be Prepared—Mrs. Mo Is... Having a Difficult Labor (1)

The car sped along the road, as this was a vacation mountain area, there was still a long distance to the city.

Xiao Yize was driving, Mo Qingning sat in the passenger seat, and Mo Chuxi sat in the back holding the pained Yan Xinxin.

Mo Chuxi had never experienced such torment and suffering. Watching the woman in his arms groan in pain, he felt as if his heart was being cut with a knife.

Her delicate, petite face was covered in sweat, and her moist, red-rimmed eyes made her complexion look as pale as snow.

He glanced down at where she sat; the amniotic fluid was trickling down her legs, more and more.

Suddenly, Mo Chuxi felt his vision blur as if something crystalline was covering his retinas.

Watching the weakening Yan Xinxin, his heart felt as if it was being sliced, a pain so indescribable!

"Xinxin, you must hold on!"

Mo Chuxi’s five fingers tightly clutched Yan Xinxin’s five fingers, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he choked up.

"Baby, you have to hold on. We’ll reach the hospital soon."

Yan Xinxin opened her large round eyes, looking at Mo Chuxi’s tear-filled eyes, suddenly feeling something warm and wet drip onto her face.

"Xi, Brother Xi Number One, are you crying?"

Yan Xinxin furrowed her delicate brows, enduring the intense pain, and managed to squeeze out a slight smile at Mo Chuxi.

"Why cry? You are, you are Young Master Mo, you don’t cry, your little Xinxin won’t be in trouble, hmm?"

She mimicked his teasing tone to comfort him, taking several deep breaths in succession.

"Our baby will soon come to see us. They, they might not have absorbed enough nutrients and might be very small when born, but I believe with their good dad taking care of them, they will grow up healthy and happy..."

Yan Xinxin comforted Mo Chuxi, but suddenly a spasm of sharp pain hit her, and she couldn’t help but cry out in pain.

"Xinxin!"

"Saozi! Saozi, you have to hold on! Really, we’ll be at the hospital soon!"

"Hmm!"

Yan Xinxin gritted her teeth and pressed her dry pink lips together.

"I must hold on! I must hold on!"

She lifted her eyes to look at him.

"Don’t tell my dad, don’t let him worry about me. Wait until I give birth, then, then tell him..."

"Baby, don’t talk anymore, don’t waste energy. I heard everything you said just now clearly, I’ll do as you say! Don’t talk anymore, hmm?"

Mo Chuxi’s tone was anxious, even his speech was a bit disordered.

It was as if something was stuck in his throat, painfully piercing.

"Then, just one last thing."

Yan Xinxin gasped for breath, stubbornly speaking.

Mo Chuxi choked and pressed his lips together.

"Hmm?"

"Na, Nana, is she okay? I didn’t see her just now."

"She’s fine, rest assured, she’s tougher than your husband."

"That’s good..."

Yan Xinxin seemed to sigh in relief and showed signs of dozing off.

Mo Chuxi tightened his grip on her hand.

"Xinxin, don’t sleep, you can’t sleep, you must stay awake!"

Yan Xinxin understood Mo Chuxi’s meaning, and she knew that she couldn’t sleep if she did, it would all be over.

"Brother Xi Number One, don’t worry, little Xinxin won’t sleep, little Xinxin wants to hear Brother Xi Number One tell a story."

"Alright, Brother Xi Number One will tell you a story!"

Mo Chuxi held her tightly, covering Yan Xinxin with a jacket, his lips lightly parted.

"Once upon a time, under a tree full of pink blossoms, there was a little girl with big round eyes, cute as a doll, who said to a boy, ’Brother Xi, Yuan wants to be your bride.’"

"Does little Xinxin know how the boy answered at that time?"