Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 896 - 905: Mother and Son (Part 4)

With a ’bang bang’ sound, Qiqi’s head quickly got covered in bloodstains.

Dripping down his naive little face, one drop after another.

But apparently, Yu Qianxun didn’t feel any pity, her round eyes full of twisted pleasure: "Let you eat cake! Let you eat cake!"

As if still not satisfied, she picked up the cake from the floor and pressed it hard on Qiqi’s face. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Eat it! You eat it!"

Qiqi was scared out of his wits, his eyes full of terror.

He couldn’t even cry or speak, just watched Yu Qianxun in front of him uneasily, trembling.

Yu Qianxun’s eyes were bloodshot, watching the bloodstains on Qiqi, she slowly released him.

Suddenly, her attitude changed.

She looked at Qiqi gently and said, "Qiqi, come tell Mom, what did Aunt Qiao Mo do with you today?"

She reached out to gently touch Qiqi’s head, but Qiqi shook his head and retreated, full of unease.

"Qiqi, don’t be afraid, tell Mom? What did you talk about?"

Yu Qianxun approached step by step, while Qiqi kept retreating, until finally, he retreated to a corner of the room, nowhere left to go.

The small child curled up, hiding in the corner.

Yu Qianxun crouched in front of him, still unwilling to let it go.

"Good Qiqi, tell Mom?"

Qiqi held himself tightly, his face pale, saying nothing.

Out of patience, Yu Qianxun raised her hand and slapped Qiqi hard: "I’m asking you a question! Are your ears deaf or what!"

Qiqi pressed his lips tightly together, his whole body trembling.

Yu Qianxun’s gaze grew darker, damned brat!

She never expected Qiao Mo wasn’t dead!

On the contrary, she came back to Fu Nancheng.

And the two even have a child out of nowhere.

Thinking of that day at the banquet scene, she slowly lowered her eyes, the happy faces of that family of three floated in her mind, her whole face started to twist.

How can she live so well!

How can she be so happy!

No... she must lose everything, she must live in pain forever!

Yu Qianxun slowly stood up, pacing in the living room, her face maniacal, calculating something unknown.

Qiqi shrank in the corner, his face growing paler, the bloodstains on his forehead growing more, staining the clean white shirt bright red.

Yu Qianxun suddenly turned her head, looking at the child in the corner.

Once more squatting in front of Qiqi, she whispered, "Qiqi... I’m... sorry. Mommy shouldn’t have hit you, blame Qiao Mo instead!"

Qiqi still said nothing.

"Qiao Mo took your dad away, Mommy’s just afraid she’ll take you too! Mommy’s just so afraid of losing you!"

Tears welled up in Yu Qianxun’s eyes, as always, coaxing the child in front of her in a gentle voice.

But this time, it seemed not to work.

Qiqi seemed unable to hear anything, hugging his knees, trembling, just looking at her with frightened eyes.

"You won’t blame Mommy, right? Speak up? Don’t scare Mommy?"

Yu Qianxun was losing her composure a bit, damned brat!

Not even four years old, yet so difficult!

If she had known earlier that Qiao Mo wasn’t dead, she would have raised Qiqi well over the years, making him recognize her as his mother, and then when he grew a bit older, she could watch them tear each other apart!

And then watch Qiao Mo and Fu Nancheng live in endless pain!

What a pity... what a pity!

Pity she always thought Qiao Mo was dead, where would she have the mind to properly raise the child of her enemy.