Chapter 63 p2
Cheng Tingyan hadn’t thought about the cameras or the filming at all, just dealing with the two adults was enough effort for her.
In the end, she was sent back to the room by Liu Ming, leaving the bedding outside.
When Wei Maomao came out of the bathroom, she saw a dejected Yan Yan.
“I’m sorry, Maomao, I wanted to wash the bedsheet outside, but I was caught… Now Sister Mingming is washing it.” Cheng Tingyan apologized immediately.
Honestly, Wei Maomao, who had just wet the bed, was feeling extremely fragile. Seeing Yan Yan’s unhappy expression, her first reaction was that she was being disliked, she almost retreated back to the bathroom. But when she heard the reason, Wei Maomao’s heart… felt a pang of sadness.
She even went to wash the bedsheet… How could she be so kind…
“It’s okay, Yan Yan. Thank you…” Wei Maomao didn’t know what else to say, she just wanted to bow down to the kind Yan Yan, aww.
Just as Wei Maomao was overwhelmed by gratitude, she saw it…
“Yan Yan…” Wei Maomao trembled, pointing at Cheng Tingyan’s obviously wet left pant leg.
It was water, right! It must be water, she accidentally splashed water on herself while washing the bedsheet outside, right!
Sob, sob, sob… Please just say it’s water.
“Uh…” Cheng Tingyan said weakly. “Should I… wash it too?”
Wei Maomao’s mind went blank, she didn’t want to live anymore.
What had she done…
It wasn’t just that Yan Yan had discovered she wet the bed, it wasn’t even just that she wet the bed while sleeping with Yan Yan, but she had actually wet…
Cheng Tingyan, who had a phobia of uncleanliness!!!
And she had the nerve to take a bath first, leaving her outside for so long… even going to wash the bedsheet for her…
“Why are you crying again?” Cheng Tingyan instinctively reached for a handkerchief, then remembered that they were all washed and hanging outside.
Wei Maomao didn’t want to cry, she just wanted to die, this rebirth, she couldn’t live anymore, ahhh!!!
Perhaps because the blow she received in the middle of the night was too great, the next morning, when Wei Maomao woke up and saw the “map-shaped” bedsheet and mattress pad drying in the courtyard, her face was expressionless.
Forget it, just live with it, what else could she do?
Wei Maomao pretended not to see the bedsheet and mattress pad, walking past them calmly.
But someone just had to come and provoke her.
“Baby, I don’t remember you wearing these pajamas to bed last night?” Wei Chengli stealthily approached, scooped up the little chubby dumpling, lifted her up, and shook her.
Wei Maomao: “… “
The merciless paws pressed firmly against Wei Chengli’s face.
“Yes, it was me.” Wei Maomao gritted her teeth.
“I knew it. Yan Yan even said it was her this morning, but I knew it wasn’t.” Wei Chengli, good-naturedly, shook the little chubby dumpling in his arms again. “I told you we should have brought some diapers, your mom insisted that you haven’t wet the bed for half a year… Hey, hey, be gentle, your dad still needs his face!”
Wei Maomao, in no mood to play with Wei Chengli, used the face-pressing technique to gain her freedom.
But as soon as she landed on the ground, another one approached.
“Boss, Yan Yan last night…” Wen Dongyu, holding a steamed bun in his mouth, approached with the pig, whispering.
“It was me who wet the bed, not Yan Yan.” Wei Maomao glanced at the pig, who was also holding a steamed bun in its mouth, she would never let Cheng Tingyan take the blame.
Besides, she didn’t think there was anything wrong with admitting it.
The person she cared about most in the world already knew… oh, no, had been peed on by her. Whether other people knew or not, it didn’t matter.
Wen Dongyu was shocked. “Wet the bed? Boss, you wet the bed!!!”
“… “ Wei Maomao took a deep breath. “What were you saying about Yan Yan last night?”
“Oh, the handkerchiefs Yan Yan washed last night are dry, I collected them and put them on the table.” Wen Dongyu pointed at the stone table in the courtyard, then smiled. “Boss, you really wet the bed?”
Wei Maomao looked up at the sky.
This life, whoever wants to live it, can live it…
While some bunnies felt life was unbearable, the viewers in the live broadcast room felt more and more hopeful.
“Hahaha, the mystery is solved, it was CEO Mao, as expected of you, CEO Mao, so calm even after seeing the evidence this morning.”
“To see clearly whose bedsheet it was, I stayed up all night, watching the staff wash and hang it, then waited until daybreak to confirm the pattern, I told you it was CEO Mao! You didn’t believe me earlier!”
“It’s mainly because Yan Yan took the blame so quickly, hahaha, as soon as they saw the ‘map’ outside, she went to confess to Director Wei, I thought they had switched beds last night.”
“Yan Yan truly… What a divine friend! I want one too!”
“Hahaha, the person above, you don’t want one. You’re already an adult, you still want to make friends by wetting the bed!”
“It seems Director Wei was right to stop CEO Mao from eating so much watermelon, hahaha, not enough bedsheets.”
“Wait, I also stayed up quite late last night, I saw that, what’s her name, Liu Ming, the staff member, washing for a long time by the water basin, she washed the bedsheet and the mattress pad for a long time. Why are there still marks? Our child’s… It can be washed clean. Could it be that the program team is deliberately embarrassing CEO Mao? (Suspicious)”
“About this… I have to speak the truth as someone who’s been watching Director Wei’s live stream. That basin outside is for washing dishes and vegetables, the only detergent there should be dish soap. Logically… Dish soap should be able to clean things. But our Director Wei is very frugal, last night, when he couldn’t squeeze any more dish soap, he didn’t get a new bottle, he added some water and continued using it… So, you understand.”
“???” Director Wei is the real culprit! He even mocked CEO Mao this morning! Ahhh, I want to rush in and tell CEO Mao, don’t blame Sister Mingming, it’s your dear old father who’s embarrassing you!”
“It’s a pity the live stream in the bedroom was turned off last night, I really want to know what happened. Look at CEO Mao, she’s so embarrassed that she doesn’t even dare to go find Yan Yan, hahaha.”
“Being discovered by your friend that you wet the bed is truly embarrassing. Even if CEO Mao is only three, she can’t handle it. It’s rare for them to be in the same courtyard and not be together for so long. But I can understand why CEO Mao isn’t looking for Yan Yan, why isn’t Yan Yan actively looking for CEO Mao to play either? Is she still in shock after witnessing her friend wet the bed?”
…
Cheng Tingyan was indeed still in shock.
But it wasn’t because she witnessed the little chubby bunny wetting the bed.
It was because…
Last night, even after they both went back to Cheng Tingyan’s bed, even after the little chubby bunny fell asleep next to her, she couldn’t bring herself to tell her what Liu Ming had said outside.
Guilt, deep guilt, gnawed at Cheng Tingyan’s conscience in the dead of night.
This gnawing pain kept her awake until very late, perhaps even until daybreak, before she finally fell asleep. But she woke up after only a short while.
She wanted to tell the little chubby bunny the truth, she wanted to comfort her like Liu Ming had comforted her.
But she was also afraid, afraid that after she told her, the little chubby bunny would be very angry, so angry that she wouldn’t play with her anymore…
This dilemma continued until breakfast.
Wei Chengli only confirmed with the little chubby dumpling whose masterpiece it was in the courtyard this morning, and after being slapped in the face by the embarrassed little chubby dumpling, he didn’t mention it again.
But Wen Dongyu wasn’t as tactful. After accidentally learning that Wei Maomao had wet the bed and expressing too much surprise, Wen Dongyu, receiving several cold glares from Wei Maomao, started reflecting on whether he had overreacted.
After reflecting, Wen Dongyu, who had already finished a steamed bun, said the following as soon as he sat down at the breakfast table, “Boss, I forgot you’re still young earlier. It’s okay, you’re only three, it’s normal to wet the bed. I still wet the bed at four, you can still wet the bed for another year!”
Wei Chengli almost spat out his soy milk onto the little chubby dumpling’s face across from him.
Wei Maomao, who was spared from a soy milk facial, had a dark expression.
“It was me…” Cheng Tingyan said.
“Yan Yan, we all know it wasn’t you.” Wei Chengli, glancing at the little chubby dumpling’s expression, said, “Maomao already admitted it, you don’t have to take the blame… um, I mean, don’t cover for her.”
Cheng Tingyan: “… “
“Mmm, it was me.” Wei Maomao reiterated seriously. She would never let the editors have a chance to blame Yan Yan for wetting the bed.
Cheng Tingyan, her attempt to take the blame completely thwarted, looked at the little chubby bunny, her heart aching. She knew it was time for her to make a decision.
“It was me who wanted to use Baby Coins to buy the watermelon yesterday. Maomao ate the watermelon, that’s why…” Cheng Tingyan’s eyes reddened. “Sister Mingming said, after eating watermelon, you…”
“You what?” Wen Dongyu didn’t understand.
But Wei Chengli and Wei Maomao instantly understood.
“When did you eat watermelon?” Wei Chengli asked in surprise.
“It wasn’t because of the watermelon.” Wei Maomao couldn’t bear to see Cheng Tingyan like this, she grabbed her hand and turned to Wei Chengli. “It was because of your fish soup.”
Wei Chengli: ???
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