Mr. Mu Proposed Again Today
Chapter 674 - 672 The Little Guy Arrives_1

Chapter 674: Chapter 672 The Little Guy Arrives_1

Su Wanxia lightly raised an eyebrow, "How are things with him?"

Mu Ziqing became embarrassed, and her voice grew softer, "Him... I met him when I first went to study in England..."

As soon as Mu Ziqing finished speaking, even Mu Yingchen couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows – they had known each other for that long?

Su Wanxia was surprised, and then, holding her hand, she said earnestly, "Qiqi... Daddy and Mommy hope that Yaoyao, Shanshan, and you all can be happy..."

Mu Ziqing immediately looked up at her and chuckled, "Mommy... I know~"

"Mhm..." Su Wanxia nodded. Although Qiqi and Huo En had just started, if they were destined to be together, she hoped they could face fewer hardships, just like Shanshan and Mojing. She did not want them to endure the great difficulties that Yaoyao and Xiaoxiao went through; it would be too painful for both of them.

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Carrying a child for ten months comes with hardship, worry, happiness, and joy!

Under the tense and expectant mood of everyone, the little one finally arrived--

The baby was adorable, weighing in at eight jin two liang, chubby, with eyes squinting, looking just like Pei Mojing. This delighted Pei Mojing, who was a father for the first time. He held Mu Zixuan, overwhelmed with emotion.

Little Cancan’s nickname was chosen by Pei Mojing, called Cancan, while his formal name was given by his grandfather, Mu Yingchen, named Pei Yuhan.

The birth of Little Cancan brought great joy and excitement to everyone. People were eager to hold the baby and reluctant to let go, especially Mu Ziqing, who almost wished she could take Little Cancan from the Pei Family to the Mu Family.

As an uncle, Mu Zisu also changed his usual cool demeanor, awkwardly holding Little Cancan. The soft small body made him wonder how to hold him properly.

Mu Ziqing laughed heartily, "Brother... Your way of holding him is making me uncomfortable... Here, let me hold him..."

Having teased Mu Zisu, Mu Ziqing reached out to hold Little Cancan. However, Mu Zisu stepped back with Little Cancan in his arms, "Let me hold him for a little while longer..."

As soon as he spoke, everyone around them stifled their laughter. It had to be said, Mu Zisu’s way of holding a child really left much to be desired. Fortunately, he was Little Cancan’s uncle. Otherwise, Pei Mojing would never allow him to ’mistreat’ his darling child.

Mu Ziqing had no choice but to stare with dry eyes, Pei Mojing really wanted to step forward and take over, but with the big uncle wanting to hold the baby, he felt helpless...

It was Su Wanxia who couldn’t stand watching any longer. She came forward with a chuckle and took Little Cancan into her arms.

In fact, Mu Zisu still wanted to continue holding him for a while longer. That little bundle in his arms made his heart soften involuntarily, but he was aware of how his holding posture looked. To avoid attracting Pei Mojing’s protest, he sensibly handed the child over to Su Wanxia.

Su Wanxia took the child to find Mu Zixuan. With the baby gone, the room suddenly felt much cooler. Pei Mojing followed Su Wanxia to the bedroom to see Mu Zixuan, leaving Mu Yingchen, Mu Zisu, and Mu Ziqing sitting idly in the living room.

Mu Ziqing glanced at the silent Mu Zisu, twirled her eyes, and couldn’t help but ponder aloud, "Brother... Isn’t it time for you to visit Xiaoxiao this month?"

Hearing Mu Ziqing’s question, Mu Zisu slightly curled his lips into a smile, "Mhm..."

For so long, Mu Zisu had been visiting Na Xiaoxiao once a month. The reason it was only once was that he feared visiting too often would unleash the various emotions he was struggling to contain.

"The last time you saw her... did she still show no response at all?" Mu Ziqing asked cautiously.

She was also torn. She knew asking would sadden him, but she couldn’t help wanting to know Xiaoxiao’s current condition.

Mu Zisu’s heart uncontrollably twitched, filled with endless helplessness and bitterness.

Yes... For so long, no matter how many words he spoke to her, no matter how long he stayed by her side, she remained unresponsive, as if she were asleep, showing not the slightest reaction.

Although it was only a year, it felt to him like ten years had passed, so agonizingly slow, with thoughts of her before he slept at night and first thing upon waking in the morning.

The longer he waited, the higher his hopes grew, yet each visit left all his expectations turning into disappointment.

"Mm..." he nodded slightly.

Mu Yingchen looked up at Mu Zisu’s despondent expression and couldn’t help but sigh softly, "Yaoyao... they said before that Xiaoxiao would not wake up so soon. Don’t put too much pressure on yourself..."

Mu Zisu slightly curved his lips, "Mm... I know, Dad..."

Though he said so, his heart was still filled with bitterness; he knew Xiaoxiao would not awaken soon, yet he hoped every day for her to wake up...

It turned out waiting was the most torturous thing...

Two days later, Mu Zisu couldn’t resist visiting the Gumiao Tribe again, bringing nothing extra as usual, save for a bunch of red roses in his hand.

Seeing him arrive, Hailey was equally surprised and delighted. Ever since Mu Zisu once brought him an extra helicopter, Hailey had been extremely enthusiastic, treating Mu Zisu like a brother.

"Brother Zisu... you’re here..."

Mu Zisu felt compelled to accept this half-brother who had appeared out of nowhere, slightly nodding and humming a response.

As usual, Hailey escorted Mu Zisu inside and then exited first, knowing that Mu Zisu would always want to spend a long time alone inside.

Mu Zisu approached the stone bed, bent slightly to place the roses beside Xiaoxiao, and then seated himself at the edge of the bed.

Looking at Xiaoxiao lying motionless, a sense of powerlessness and defeat spread through him, for her condition was his fault, his own doing.

"Xiaoxiao... I’m here..." he gently lifted one of her hands, pressing it against his cheek.

A wave of coldness sent a shiver to the bottom of his heart.

"Xiaoxiao... Shanshan had a lovely child, really adorable... His name is Cancan... When he’s a bit older, can I bring him to show you?" Mu Zisu spoke in a low voice, clear in the silent, empty space.

"Actually, I really wish we could have a child..." Longing filled Mu Zisu’s eyes; holding Little Cancan’s small, soft body, he couldn’t help but wonder what a child of his and Xiaoxiao’s would look like?

Gazing at Xiaoxiao’s tranquil and tender face, he couldn’t help but smile gently, then pulled a small box from his pocket.

He opened the box, revealing a delicate diamond ring before his eyes...

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