Watching this scene, Yan Xinxin's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately took a step inside.
"Xi!"
She called out, and Mo Chuxi lifted his eyes to the sound, while Wen Xin also turned her head.
Yan Xinxin saw Wen Xin holding a cloth in her hand, looking at Yan Xinxin with an apologetic expression.
"I'm truly sorry, Mrs. Mo. I was trying to bring that bowl of porridge to Chuxi, but I fumbled and spilled a bit of it."
Wen Xin explained, following up with a sigh of relief.
"Luckily, the fish porridge wasn't too hot, otherwise I'd feel really bad if I'd burned Chuxi."
So that's what happened.
After hearing the explanation, Yan Xinxin breathed a sigh of relief.
I must be crazy!
Why would I let my imagination run wild like that!
"Then I won't disturb you feeding Chuxi porridge. I have plans with friends, let's catch up another time."
Wen Xin put down the cloth, picked up her bag, and sensibly found a reason to leave.
"Take care, Lady Wen."
