Sweetie, your vest is off again!

Chapter 2 She's a 'Little Dumb'

The girl who had been standing next to the boy, holding the corner of his clothes tightly with her small hands, was shaking so badly that she could even hear her rapid heartbeat.

The boy stretched out his hand and tugged at the two long rabbit ears on the girl's hat, and a touch of tenderness gradually appeared on his face, "Don't be afraid, I won't let them hurt you again."

Although his voice was cold, the girl sounded like a gust of warm wind in winter, blowing into that cold little heart. She grabbed the boy's hand at the corner of his clothes and let go slowly, her dark eyes flickering With a strange light, it seems to be grateful, but more like begging.

The boy seemed to understand, took the girl's cold hand, and got into the car, "Uncle Zhong, go home!"

Uncle Zhong, Ye Mohan's housekeeper, who had been silent all this time, turned his head and glanced at the girl, hesitating for a moment, "Master, do you really want to take her back? What if..."

Before Uncle Zhong finished speaking, Ye Mo said coldly, "Are you asking me to throw her to those two bastards?"

His tone was flat and his voice was very low, but Uncle Zhong still shuddered as if he had been stabbed, "Yes, young master, let's go now."

The car finally sped up on the road, and the girl's hanging heart fell down. Not far away, her thin body slowly fell towards Ye Mohan.

"Hey, wake up, wake up!"

Ye Mohan pushed it lightly a few times, but there was no response, he raised his head and said eagerly, "Uncle Zhong, drive faster!"

"Yes, young master!"

The car was like an arrow flying off the string, galloping on the road.

From the words just now, Uncle Zhong seemed to hear the worries of their young master who had been away for a long time.

That was the first emotion that had appeared since Madam's death.

Uncle Zhong's eyes slowly moved to the rearview mirror, the girl's head was resting on the teenager's lap, and the young master who was famous for his cleanliness did not push away, but frowned, staring at the red and swollen little Face tranced.

Uncle Zhong seemed to see a glimmer of hope, and felt a little sad in his heart for no reason.

His wife has been gone for three years, and their young master has also been ill for three years. He has changed from a sunny and warm boy to a cold and gloomy boy.

From that moment on, he became manic, ruthless, and even irrational.

Also from that moment on, there was no warmth, no family affection in his world, only the cold laboratory and that extremely cold heart remained.

The car drove into Ye's courtyard. Although Ye Mohan was only 12 years old, he was already 1.7 meters tall. He picked up the 'little rabbit' from the back seat and walked towards the house.

"Mother Zhang, where's the doctor?"

Mama Zhang was also taken aback by the boy's actions, and she froze for a few seconds before recovering, "Master, the doctor will be here soon, give me the man!"

Zhang Ma stretched out her hand to take it, but Ye Mohan avoided it, "No, the doctor is here, let him go upstairs immediately!"

The doctor checked Nuannuan, and finally, nodded respectfully to Ye Mohan, "Master, the little girl is fine, she may be a little frightened, plus she is hungry and tired, she fainted temporarily, and she will wake up in a while .”

Ye Mohan nodded expressionlessly, and ordered Mama Zhang to cook, but he sat beside the warm bed, holding a towel wrapped in ice cubes, and gently placed it on the girl's swollen face.

Two hours later, Wen Nuan slowly opened his eyes, and Ye Mohan, who was reading a book with downcast eyes, came into view.

When he heard the movement, he raised his eyelids, and the girl's clear, transparent eyes without any impurities moved him again.

"Wake up, are you hungry?"

Although Ye Mohan's voice didn't have any warmth, nor was it as gentle as his elder brother at home, but it warmed that cold little heart, and it was still slowly melting.

She didn't speak, just closed her eyelids to express her affirmation.

The boy got up and walked towards the door. After a while, Mama Zhang came in with a plate of food, with a gentle and amiable smile on her face.

"Little girl, you see, Zhang Ma has made a lot of delicious food, all ordered by the young master. You, you are such a lucky star. This is the first time I see our young master, so worried about a person!"

Since she was a child, she has been able to understand the warmth of human relationships and sophistication. After understanding what Zhang Ma said, she slowly sat up, and with the help of Zhang Ma, she sat at the table and began to eat.

Mama Zhang carefully looked at the little girl in front of her. On her delicate face, there were a pair of big eyes like black grapes, a straight nose, and a small mouth full of food.

She stretched out her hand to touch Wen Nuan's head, and said with a smile, "You must be a beauty when you grow up."

After dinner, Mama Zhang helped Nuan take a bath, and changed into the little skirt that Uncle Zhong just bought, just like a little fairy who fell from the sky.

Zhang's mother smacked her lips and sighed while looking at it, "How can you be willing to throw away such a beautiful child?"

She heard from Uncle Zhong that the girl was rescued from the traffickers, and the two traffickers were caught by Ye Mohan's men, so they figured out the ins and outs of the matter.

The girl was given to them by her stepmother, asking for only one, so that she would never go back to that home again.

Hearing Mama Zhang's words, Wen Nuan paused with the chopsticks in her hand, and her long and curly eyelashes trembled slightly. In her cognition, she didn't understand why.

In order not to offend her stepmother, she became reticent and tried her best to reduce her presence.

However, even so, when his father and brother were away, he was still abused by his adoptive mother.

In the world of adults, Wen Nuan doesn't quite understand, but she knows one thing very well, that is, her stepmother can't tolerate her father and brother being kind to her.

Therefore, in order to reduce the abuse, the warmth gradually became indifferent and alienated, and the cuteness and naughtiness in her bones were deeply buried by her.

As the days went by, she became a "little dumb" in the mouths of adults, and slowly disappeared from the sight of her family.

In order to survive, she had tried her best, but she still couldn't escape the clutches of her stepmother.

Thinking of this, Wen Nuan's nose felt a little sour, but she quickly adjusted her emotions, continued to lower her eyes, and ate the food in her bowl.

A few days passed, and no one heard a warm voice, and all her answers were just nodding or shaking her head.

So, she was judged again, and the girl turned out to be dumb.

Nuannuan didn't care, she hoped that she was dumb, so that she could not answer the questions they asked, would not find her original home, and would not send her back.

She didn't want to see her father arguing with her stepmother again for her sake, and she didn't want to see her brother turn against her mother in order to protect herself.

Wen Nuan just feels that if she is gone, the family that originally belonged to her brother should be happy, there will be no more quarrels in the family, and there will be no more grievances between family members.

Although, from now on, I will never see my father and brother again, but as long as they are happy, she can do anything. This is a small warm request of an 8-year-old.

(End of this chapter)