Chen Si was wooden, when suddenly the little girl next to him gently tugged at his hand, "Fourth Brother?"
Her voice was soft and tender, with a sweet note that almost melted one’s bones. Wang San shook himself out of his daze, but failed to notice that when the girl called out "Fourth Brother," Chen Si’s ears had also suddenly reddened. Afterwards, Chen Si seemed to come to his senses. He gave Wang San a glance with his empty, deep-set eyes and then nodded silently.
A mute? That suited him perfectly, since he was never one to talk much anyway—playing mute was right up his alley!
"Alright, you two follow me!"
Having said that, Wang San swaggered ahead to lead the way. At this moment, the "Chen Si" behind him suddenly gave the little girl "Chen Qiqi" a gentle tug.
Chen Qiqi looked at Chen Si, seeing his face cold but his eyes full of concern for her. She couldn’t help but smile, then gently patted the back of Chen Si’s hand, seemingly comforting him that she was fine, that she could handle this.
But when she looked back at Wang San walking ahead, the little girl’s eyes narrowed slightly.
The day she first arrived in the Golden Triangle.
Wang San, wielding a dagger, killed a man in the street without a word of disagreement.
That was her first time seeing a dead body in the Golden Triangle.
Even though she had lived there for a few days since, often seeing men and women fighting in the streets, as well as dead bodies, she had gradually adapted and gotten used to it.
But that scene on the first day, whether because the impression had been too deep, or because it was the first tragedy she witnessed upon entering the city, she simply couldn’t forget it—it perpetually circled in her mind, refusing to dissipate.
The little creature squirmed in Chen Si’s arms, then poked out a fluffy little head, curiously looking around. Afterward, it covered its mouth with a little paw, yawned, and then burrowed back into Chen Si’s embrace...
"This is it, from today on, you two will live here!"
Wang San led the two of them to an alley, pushed open a door, and pointed to the bed inside, saying, "This room is yours, Chen Si. The one next door... your name is Qiqi, right?" Wang San asked with a smile plastered on his face.
Wang San focused on Chen Qiqi and didn’t notice Chen Si’s eyes suddenly darkened, as if a bunch of gloomy black fire had been ignited in them. His gaze occasionally darted to Wang San’s neck, making Wang San inexplicably feel a chill there.
The little girl quickly squeezed out a smile: "Brother Wangsan, just call me Chen Qiqi!" Is the family’s fourth brother ruffled? No, she needs to smooth things over!
Wang San didn’t pay too much attention to the issue of the name, even though the little girl had corrected him once, he still warmly kept up an almost intimate tone, "Qiqi, you two came from Dajin, right? I’m a born and bred Yuan person. Poor brother me, I’m not handsome, and no woman wants me, so here I am, making a living in the Golden Triangle."
Chen Si suddenly pulled the little girl to his side and glared at Wang San with a dark expression.
What’s with this guy getting so chummy?
He didn’t like the way this man looked at his master.
He glanced again at Wang San’s neck, as if pondering something, but on the surface, he remained expressionless, keeping his thoughts hidden inside, not leaking a hint.
Wang San snapped, "What are you trying to do, Chen Si? What, you want to rebel? You’d better clarify things for me, I’m the boss of the two of you, and you siblings are going to work under me, Wang San, from now on!"