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?"
