Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 907 - 916: Brothers (3)

Chenchen looked around, feeling there was still some emptiness, and he ran back to his own bookshelf, going back and forth several times, taking not only toys but also quite a few books. After a long period of fussing, Qiqi’s table was finally filled as well, with two tables complementing each other, looking particularly harmonious.

After exhausting himself, Chenchen seemed a bit tired and quieted down.

In the room, the two little ones fell silent.

But after a while, Chenchen couldn’t help but speak again, "Brother, are you mute?"

Qiqi looked up at him, while Chenchen was full of curiosity and puzzlement.

How strange... brother seems to have not said a single word...

"Why don’t you speak?" Chenchen asked again.

Qiqi withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes, and remained silent.

"Brother, will you always stay here?"

"Will you ever leave me someday?"

Qiqi continued to be silent as if he really were mute.

Chenchen rested his chin in his hand, looking at his brother in front of him, unable to resist saying again, "Brother, do you want another sister?"

"But brother, you’re so pretty... prettier than a doll."

Chenchen kept talking endlessly, like a chatterbox.

Qiqi never responded, but he never seemed to get annoyed either; instead, he always listened carefully to Chenchen talking to him.

"Brother, what’s your name?"

"My name is Qiao Zichen."

At this moment, Qiao Mo knocked on the door and then entered, looking at Chenchen before her gaze settled on Qiqi, "How is it? Are you getting used to it?"

"Mom, why doesn’t brother speak? Is he mute?"

Qiao Mo’s heart ached, and she crouched down, speaking gently to Chenchen, "Brother is not mute."

"Then why doesn’t brother pay attention to me? Doesn’t brother like me?"

"Brother is just hurt. Once he recovers, he’ll talk to Chenchen. Chenchen is so good, brother will definitely like him, right?"

Chenchen nodded vigorously, becoming excited again.

There was a trace of worry in Qiao Mo’s eyes; Chenchen’s surgery was already in the preparatory stage, and it would start in just a few days.

Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but feel a heartache.

That night, both children ran into Qiao Mo’s room, with Chenchen climbing onto the bed first and then clinging to Qiao Mo, unwilling to let go. Qiqi stood in place, a bit uneasy, seeming to feel he shouldn’t be so casual.

Qiao Mo gently encouraged, "Qiqi, come up quickly. The ground is cold, Auntie will tell you stories."

Upon hearing this, Qiqi cautiously climbed onto the bed, still worried whether he might dirty the sheets.

Qiao Mo’s heart ached, but fortunately, there had been progress these days; at least Qiqi would react.

She and Fu Nancheng had discussed telling Qiqi’s story through tales, letting him understand that his parents always loved him and that Yu Qianxun was merely a bad person, a trial in his life.

Beside her, the two children lay side by side next to Qiao Mo.

Qiao Mo pondered for a moment and gently began, "Once upon a time, there was a village, inhabited by many kind and simple villagers, but not far from the village in a forest resided a beast. The beast was sly and cunning, but it disguised itself with a layer of fake goodness, transforming into a pure and lovely little white rabbit."

"The little white rabbit often ran into the village, and the villagers would frequently give it some food. Because the rabbit was not only smart but cute, everyone quickly grew fond of her. One time, the little white rabbit was hurt, and a couple saved her. At the time, the wife was pregnant, carrying a smart and lovely baby in her belly..."