Chapter 1400 - Playing Dead
Chapter 1400 Playing Dead
Little Yichen did not know how to respond as he swept his gaze pleadingly over at his brother for help.
All he saw was Youyou lying on the ground like a dead body and refusing to move.
His face darkened for a moment.
The younger boy's action was a classic betrayal!
At that moment, the lad on the floor was trying to convince himself that he was only passing by and that he knew nothing about all this…
He was innocent.
It would be untimely of him to stand up now and laugh it off.
Since they were found out, the younger lad had his little plan to escape from this.
Mu Yazhe's lips twitched as he glanced at the 'dead body' on the ground. He stuck his leg out and kicked his younger son's round tummy lightly.
"Get up," he said.
The boy still lay unmoving on the floor with his face down, ignoring him.
Huh… No response.
Not even a movement…
The two lads' father raised his eyebrow as his heart began to pick up the pace. He was suddenly quite worried!
He recalled that, earlier, it was Youyou who had tumbled forward face-first. He was followed closely by Little Yichen, who collapsed on top of him, pressing him to the ground harshly. He wondered if he might have hurt himself from that.
The man crouched and stuck his hand out to pinch his son's cheek before lifting the soft, little lad into his arms and turning him around.
He noted the red patch on his forehead. It seemed that he had hurt himself when he fell.
The boy raised his head and blinked innocently, looking at him with watery eyes. In the blink of an eye, tears began rolling down his cheeks like a thread of broken pearls.
"Daddy, it hurts…" he said softly, pairing it with his innocent, Bambi eyes full of tears. He looked at him as if he had been wronged.
Mu Yazhe's temper instantly cooled.
Little Yichen gaped at the scene in utter shock.
He could do that?!
His younger twin's lips shriveled indignantly as he turned things around and complained, "Daddy, why did you open the door so suddenly? It made me fall because I wasn't balancing properly."
The man felt wronged and unjust by his statement.
"Who allowed you to eavesdrop on us outside the door?" He could not help asking this unhappily.
"Woo woo woo—" His son clutched his heart painfully, as if he had been wronged even further, and outrightly displayed his bitterness. "Daddy, how could you accuse me of eavesdropping? Why would Youyou do such a despicable thing?! Hmph! Youyou is mad!"
His father was rendered speechless by his words.
"Baby's heart is so cold…"
The man's expression darkened.
At the side, the older twin's eyes widened as he sucked in a breath of cold air.
"If you both weren't eavesdropping, what were you two doing outside the door?" retorted Mu Yazhe as he examined his son's teary face suspiciously.
The twins exchanged glances before the younger one answered boldly, "We were just passing by!"
The corners of the adult's lips twitched even more ferociously as his eyes narrowed. He was clearly doubtful. "Passing by?"
"Yeah! Passing by!" his younger son insisted seriously.
He did not believe him at all.
"Little liar."
"It's true! It's true!"
The boy rubbed his tears away suddenly and smiled obediently. He was as elegant as a humble, little gentleman. "I just finished preparing breakfast and wanted to greet my dear father and mother good morning and ask what time you both like to have breakfast."
With that, he blinked his distinctive eyes gently. It was as if millions of stars were embedded in them.
