Chapter 63 p1
Wei Maomao bumped her head against the edge of the bed.
Why wasn’t she really only three years old!
If she was only three, she wouldn’t be able to count and wouldn’t be able to tell who wet the bed (not really).
Why did this have to happen when she was sleeping with Cheng Tingyan! Ahhh!!!
She wanted to be reborn again… Sob, sob, sob…
Unable to face reality, Wei Maomao bumped her head quite hard, making a loud “bang.”
Cheng Tingyan was startled and instinctively shone the flashlight towards the source of the sound, then she saw the little chubby bunny with her face buried in the edge of the bed.
“Mao… Maomao…” Cheng Tingyan moved closer and gently touched the little chubby bunny’s soft head.
She touched it, and her hand was… wet?
Cheng Tingyan instinctively retracted her hand and sniffed it.
Wei Maomao, who had gathered her courage and lifted her head after being touched, saw her action.
“That’s sweat…” The tiny bit of courage Wei Maomao had mustered instantly vanished, and she bumped her head back down with a “bang.”
“Sweat… I know it’s sweat… I didn’t think it was anything else… Really…” The six-year-old Cheng Tingyan had never dealt with such a situation before. Seeing the little chubby bunny huddled under the bed, looking pitiful, she felt so guilty that her words became stammered.
Wei Maomao closed her eyes, it was a dream, a dream, a dream…
Looking at the little chubby bunny bumping her head against the bed, Cheng Tingyan bit her lip. While the little chubby bunny wasn’t looking, she quickly sat up a bit higher and moved the flashlight behind her.
Ah… such a large area… She would catch a cold…
“Mao, Maomao…” Cheng Tingyan cleared her throat, trying to speak more fluently. “I’m sorry, I, I think I also got you wet, you need to take a bath and change into dry clothes, otherwise, you’ll catch a cold.”
Beneath her stammered words and obvious awkwardness was the six-year-old Yan Yan’s gentle concern.
Wei Maomao truly…
What had she done to deserve the six-year-old Yan Yan taking the blame for her…
“Yan Yan, I know, it was me…” Wei Maomao didn’t dare to look up at Cheng Tingyan, she corrected her in a low voice.
Cheng Tingyan froze, then immediately replied firmly, “No, it was me. You’re still young, you don’t understand. It was me!”
“I’m sorry, Yan Yan, I know it was me, not you…” Wei Maomao couldn’t bear to hear Cheng Tingyan continue, she interrupted her.
Cheng Tingyan could tell that she couldn’t fool her anymore. But that wasn’t the point.
“Maomao, go take a bath, I’ll clean this up.” Cheng Tingyan, worried that the little chubby bunny would catch a cold, got out of bed and started pulling the bedsheet, continuing what the little chubby bunny had been doing earlier.
“No… I’ll do it…” Wei Maomao stopped her.
“You go take a bath, I’ll do it.” Cheng Tingyan insisted.
And so, in the darkness, they pulled and tugged, sometimes against each other, sometimes working together, until they finally removed all the bedsheets and blankets.
Wei Maomao looked at the large pile on the floor and suddenly felt something was wrong.
Since Cheng Tingyan was already awake, had already seen it, and she couldn’t hide it from her anymore, what was the point of cleaning it up?
“Okay, it’s off, go take a bath now.” Cheng Tingyan tugged at the pile on the floor, separating the blanket and the bedsheet. “I’ll take care of this.”
“No, Yan Yan, stop.” Wei Maomao, finally realizing, wanted to smack herself in the head. “I’ll take these out, we’ll wash them tomorrow.”
Wei Maomao wanted to say she would wash them herself tomorrow, but considering her short arms and legs, she knew it was impossible.
So…
Although she felt very embarrassed, she was sorry, old father, for the sake of all the debts she had helped him repay in her previous life, please help her wash the wet bedsheets again tomorrow, sob, sob, sob…
“Then I’ll take them out.” Cheng Tingyan pursed her lips and, before Wei Maomao could say anything else, turned on the bedside lamp.
The bright light illuminated the room, Wei Maomao, still slightly wet, froze as if she had been immobilized, then quickly reached for the lamp switch.
But Cheng Tingyan stopped her.
“Go take a bath!” Cheng Tingyan guarded the lamp switch.
She knew the little chubby bunny was embarrassed, she didn’t want to do this either, but… she would really catch a cold.
With the room so brightly lit, Wei Maomao truly… couldn’t handle it… She grabbed some clothes from her suitcase and ran off.
Cheng Tingyan felt a pang of guilt seeing the little chubby bunny’s tearful eyes before she left.
Did she make her hate her…
Cheng Tingyan, holding the corner of the blanket, felt a bit anxious.
But anxiety aside, the work still had to be done. If she didn’t finish it quickly, the little chubby bunny would come back after bathing and try to do it herself.
So starting from…
Cheng Tingyan bundled the bedsheet and picked it up.
In the courtyard, Shi Hongxiao was completing his last task for the day, checking the fixed camera positions.
He had already checked all but the last camera, he was about to clock out, when he saw a small figure carrying a bundle of something coming out of the house.
As Wei Maomao’s cameraman, Shi Hongxiao had witnessed the entire process of how the Wei family gained two more overnight guests tonight. Even though the courtyard was dark, he quickly recognized that the one carrying what looked like fabric and heading towards the water basin was Cheng Tingyan.
Shi Hongxiao glanced at the house, the door was already closed by Cheng Tingyan, no one else came out. He didn’t want to appear on camera, but the small figure in the distance had already carried a stool to the water basin, stepped on it, and was about to start washing something.
But Cheng Tingyan…
This afternoon, at the convenience store, when Wei Maomao discovered that Cheng Tingyan had gone to dig for Baby Coins and grabbed her hand to check her palm, Shi Hongxiao had even captured a close-up.
This little girl, the wounds on her right hand, there were quite a few…
“Let me help you wash it? What are you washing?” Shi Hongxiao walked to the water basin and asked in a low voice.
Cheng Tingyan had sneaked out to wash the bedsheet, she hadn’t even turned on any lights in the courtyard, relying only on the moonlight. Just as she placed the bedsheet in the basin and was about to start washing, a voice suddenly appeared next to her, startling her so much that she almost fell off the stool.
“Don’t be scared, I’m Wei Maomao’s cameraman.” Shi Hongxiao quickly steadied her, regretting that he should have made some noise first.
“He, hello…” Cheng Tingyan, realizing it was a person, wasn’t as scared anymore, but she was still shaken. She took a deep breath before continuing, “No need to help, thank you.”
“This is… a bedsheet?” Shi Hongxiao squinted under the moonlight. “Maomao’s bedsheet?”
“No… You’re mistaken, it’s my bedsheet.” Cheng Tingyan said instinctively.
“It’s Maomao’s, I’ve been filming this pattern all day.” Shi Hongxiao defended his professionalism, but he was confused. “Why are you washing this in the middle of the night? Did you get it dirty? Why not wait until tomorrow…”
“It’s mine!” Cheng Tingyan insisted. “I’ll be done washing it soon, no need to help.”
“No, your hands are injured, you can’t wash things like this.” Shi Hongxiao rolled up his sleeves. “Just a quick wash, right? I’ll do it.”
“No…” Cheng Tingyan reached out to protect the bedsheet.
However.
The three-year-old Maomao couldn’t win against the six-year-old Yan Yan.
And the six-year-old Yan Yan was no match for the twenty-something Shi Hongxiao.
“A girl’s things can’t be washed by a boy!” Cheng Tingyan, seeing that she was losing, said angrily.
Then, to her surprise, the cameraman, whose hands were about to grab the bedsheet, suddenly retracted them.
“You’re right.” Shi Hongxiao nodded.
Five minutes later, Liu Ming, who had rushed over, wearing only a shawl over her pajamas, looked at the bedsheet in the basin and asked Shi Hongxiao in shock, “This is the urgent matter you mentioned?”
“Mmm.” Shi Hongxiao nodded. “She said a girl’s things can only be washed by a girl.”
“But it can be washed tomorrow.” As Liu Ming spoke, she reached out and pulled the bedsheet from the basin, taking a look. “Where is it dirty… Huh? Who wet the bed?”
“Wet the bed?” Shi Hongxiao, not having considered this possibility at all, was stunned.
“I…” Cheng Tingyan said, ready to face the consequences.
“Oh, oh, oh, Yan Yan, it’s okay, it’s okay. This kind of thing is normal.” Liu Ming, realizing her slip of the tongue, quickly comforted her. “You ate watermelon this afternoon, eating watermelon can cause this, it’s okay, it’s okay. I’ll wash this, you go back and… um, get ready for bed. Don’t worry.”
“It’s because… of the watermelon?” Cheng Tingyan, catching the keyword, felt like she had been struck by lightning.
Liu Ming nodded, confirming. “Yes, watermelon is a diuretic, you’re just a child, after eating half a watermelon, you must have gone to the bathroom several times. You fell asleep and didn’t wake up in time, this is normal. Don’t worry, it’s not your fault, it won’t happen again, don’t feel burdened.”
Don’t feel burdened… She was incredibly burdened right now…
Cheng Tingyan felt a bit dizzy.
So it was because of her, because she insisted on buying the watermelon, that the little chubby bunny…
Poor little chubby bunny…
“If the bedsheet is like this, then the blanket must also be wet, right? I’ll go get it and wash it together.” Liu Ming said, about to enter the house.
“I’ll get it.” Cheng Tingyan, enduring her dizziness, quickly ran inside.
Cheng Tingyan made two trips, carrying out the blanket and the thin mattress pad under the bedsheet.
“Okay, sweetie, I’ll take care of the rest. You go back inside and get ready for bed, sleep on Maomao’s bed, you two can sleep together. When you wake up, everything will be dry, sweetie.” Liu Ming comforted her.
“That’s Maomao’s bed…” Shi Hongxiao said weakly from the side.
“Is it?” Liu Ming, afraid of embarrassing Cheng Tingyan, who might still be wet, hadn’t turned on the courtyard lights, she had only glanced at the bedsheet under the moonlight. Hearing this, she picked it up and took a closer look. “Oh, it is. How come it’s Maomao’s…”
“I wet the bed.” Cheng Tingyan interrupted.
Liu Ming, hearing this, felt like she was caught red-handed.
“Okay, okay… Where’s Maomao? Is she sleeping or… taking a bath? Do you need help?” Liu Ming asked cautiously.
“No need…” Cheng Tingyan shook her head, pointing at the bedsheet. “It’s mine.”
Liu Ming: “… “
In the courtyard, Cheng Tingyan was anxious about successfully shifting the blame.
The viewers in the live broadcast room, however, were anxious about the lack of sound in the live stream.
“Oh my god, why doesn’t the fixed camera have audio, I want to hear what they’re saying!”
“The lack of audio shouldn’t be because of the camera, it’s because they’re not wearing microphones…”
“Sob, sob, sob, because Maomao and Yan Yan are sleeping in the same room without an adult present tonight, their microphones were turned off earlier. The other two are staff members, they don’t get microphones either…”
“Thank goodness the fixed camera also has night mode, from the current situation, it seems Yan Yan carried out a pile of bedding, went to the water basin to wash them, then Maomao’s second cameraman, Xiao Shi, went over, they talked for a while, then the Sister Mingming that CEO Mao called out also arrived, and they talked for a while longer. Finally, Yan Yan carried out even more bedding… So, I have a bold guess…”
“Hahaha, don’t guess, it’ll hurt.”
“Guess, guess, guess~~ Let me guess who it was~~~ Was it Yan Yan, who diligently carried out the bedding, or CEO Mao, who hasn’t come out~~~”
“Heh, heh, heh, I’m betting on CEO Mao, she finished half a watermelon this afternoon, leaving only the outer rind, she ate even more than Yan Yan, her little chubby belly must be struggling.”
“CEO Mao, thank you. I’m guessing it’s Yan Yan~~ She woke up because she wet the bed, so she came out to destroy the evidence. She didn’t expect that although the cameras in the room were turned off, there’s still a fixed camera in the courtyard, naive little baby~~”
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