Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 832 - 840: Child (12)

Little Qiao Zichen, with his soft white skin, lay on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, his long lashes like two little brushes, so delicate.

Lu Yiming left to handle the payments, while Qiao Mo stayed by Chenchen’s side, watching his little face with worry.

A little over an hour later, Chenchen slowly opened his eyes, though his face was still a bit pale.

"Mama..."

Qiao Mo forced a smile, more painful than crying: "Mama is here."

Chenchen’s voice was weak, watching the tears in Qiao Mo’s eyes, he slowly lifted his little hand to wipe them: "Mama, don’t cry, Chenchen won’t cry either. Chenchen is not in pain, Chenchen is strong."

Qiao Mo nodded, choking up: "Yes... Chenchen is the strongest..."

Qiao Mo cut some fruit for him, but he was, after all, a child, couldn’t eat much, so he asked her to tell him a story.

Qiao Mo lay down on the hospital bed with him, holding him and began to tell him a story.

"Today we will tell the story of ’Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs’..."

Her voice was soft, but as she spoke, she couldn’t help but think of a few years ago, when someone else had told all kinds of fairy tales to the baby in her belly. But he was more mischievous than the child, always turning good fairy tales into dark versions.

Back then, they had many plans for the future, but not one looked like the present.

Qiao Mo held up the fairy tale book, feeling a bit lost, her eyes stinging, and remained silent for a while.

"Mama... Mama?" Chenchen, growing a bit impatient, called her softly.

"Hmm?" Qiao Mo came back to herself.

"Mama, are you sad?"

"No." She forced a smile.

Despite her words, a child’s senses are always sharp. Chenchen lowered his head, clutching her hand, his voice as quiet as a whisper, as if talking to himself: "Mama, am I going to die soon?"

Qiao Mo was taken aback, her eyes turning a bit red: "Don’t talk nonsense!"

Her tone was a bit harsher than before. Chenchen shuddered, not daring to continue, so he had to change the subject.

"Was the uncle from yesterday my dad?" Thinking of Fu Nancheng, Chenchen asked, eyes shining brighter than stars, looking at Qiao Mo expectantly.

Qiao Mo hesitated for a moment, her nose tingling, she choked out: "...Yes."

"Really? Is he really my dad? Chenchen really likes him!" He spoke excitedly, the little guy incredibly thrilled.

Her heart was bitter, and she watched him silently.

"Great! Chenchen finally has a dad! Great!"

Qiao Mo turned her head, nearly crying out loud.

After some time, Chenchen gradually quieted down, blinking his big eyes, he began to ponder another question.

"Mama."

"Yes?"

"Why doesn’t Dad want Chenchen?" The smile on his face gradually faded, and he looked at Qiao Mo with some sadness. "Is it because Chenchen is sick, so he doesn’t want me?"

"No!"

Qiao Mo quickly shook her head, not wanting the child’s tender heart to be hurt. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"Then doesn’t he like Chenchen? Is it because Chenchen isn’t good-looking? Did Chenchen do something wrong to upset him?"

"He likes Chenchen very much."

Qiao Mo lowered her head, gently kissed his forehead, not expecting his condition to worsen so quickly.

"Mama... can I see him? I want to see Dad."

Not expecting him to make such a request, Qiao Mo was stunned for a moment, and finally nodded under Chenchen’s expectant gaze.