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On the sofa, she feigned seriousness.
Xiao Qingyan and Xiao Duyu nestled beside Chi Mujiu, their voices sweet and innocent as they tried to charm her.
"Mommy, please don’t be mad,"
"Mommy, your pretend angry face is the cutest."
Today, she was completely at the mercy of these two adorable little ones.
"Son, you go first."
With her mouth full of grapes fed to her by her daughter, Chi Mujiu mumbled,
"I can hear what others are thinking, Mommy."
"Yes, if I want to listen, I can; if I don’t want to, I won’t hear anything."
"What a remarkable ability to control!"
It was quite astonishing. When she was pregnant, neither she nor Du Hang had expected that their special abilities would be passed down to their little ones.
"Uncles say Mommy is a gambling god, so Mommy has special abilities too, right? Otherwise, how could my sister and I have skills that others don’t?"
"Others? Who else did you tell?"
"The kids at kindergarten! They can’t do it; they can’t hear what others are thinking—only I can!" Xiao Duyu's eyes sparkled with excitement.
"So in the casino, you heard your own thoughts before calling out the dice numbers?"
Then Chi Mujiu turned her gaze to Xiao Qingyan, eagerly awaiting her response.
"Qingyan, what about you?"
"I... I can talk with my brother without speaking!"
Xiao Qingyan's ability to express herself wasn’t as logical as Duyu's.
Hearing this, Chi Mu Jiu understood perfectly. It seemed that these two little treasures were communicating with each other in their own way. It was incredible and absurd. When Du Heng Yan returned, she had to share this astonishing secret with him!
However, the kindergarten kids didn't seem to believe it. Suddenly, Du Yu said something that made her look at Chi Mu Jiu with disappointment in his eyes. At that moment, her heart felt heavy.
"Come here, both of you," she called.
The two little ones obediently sat beside her, listening intently to their mother's words.
"In this world, there are many people, and each person has their own unique abilities. The bond between Xiao Qing Yan and Xiao Du Yu is something they were born with. Although special abilities make us somewhat different from others, we must remember that our first priority is to protect ourselves. Secrets should always remain secrets; only the people closest to us should know them, and only those who truly love us will believe in them."
"Growing up is a tough journey," she continued. "Having special abilities doesn't give us the right to take shortcuts or invade others' privacy; that would be unfair."
Du Yu seemed to grasp his mother's meaning. He nodded earnestly, looking at Chi Mu Jiu with determination in his eyes. "Mom, I understand. I won’t use my abilities carelessly, and I won’t mention this to the other kids anymore. As long as Dad and you believe in me and my sister, that's enough for us."
Chi Mu Jiu felt a surge of surprise and emotion at her son's mature words. She couldn't help but think back to when Du Heng Yan was young; she wondered if he had been as clever, adorable, and understanding as Du Yu was now.
Just then, little Qing Yan pouted and whined playfully, "So, Mom, does that mean we don’t have to do our kindergarten homework?"
Chi Mu Jiu smiled and nodded, "Of course not."
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the two little ones sparkled with excitement. However, Chi Mu Jiu then shifted her tone slightly, adding a hint of teasing:
"Well then, either let your butt blossom, or obediently finish your crafts."
Upon hearing this, the two children were momentarily stunned, their faces displaying a look of helplessness.
Du Yu couldn't help but complain, "Mom, your words are starting to sound more and more like Dad's! Always trying to bring the biggest surprises and unexpected twists."
"I choose for my butt to blossom!" Xiao Qingyan declared with determination.
"Even if your butt blossoms, we still have to do our crafts. What are you thinking, sister? Are you really waiting for Mom to scold us?!"
Du Yu grabbed his sister and dashed up the stairs, not forgetting to look back. "Don't worry, Mom! We promise to complete the task!"
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