Chapter 8
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Mianmian leapt toward Nora, who caught her steadily. Yet Nora wore a stern expression. Four-year-old Mianmian didn’t understand, but Lin Yi knew Nora was pretending to be displeased. But what had Mianmian done to upset Nora?
Lin Yi had no interest in guessing the secret little schemes between two young girls. He walked directly to Qin Siyan’s side. “Xiao… Xiao Yan, were you looking for me?”
Since leaving the hospital, Lin Yi had been pondering how to address Qin Siyan. Calling him “Master” was out of the question. He couldn’t call him “Brother” either, especially since Qin Siyan was a year younger. “Little brother”? But seeing Qin Siyan’s face, identical to the master’s, made that feel like an insult—better to take another blow than call him that.
Just calling him Qin Siyan felt too formal. After some thought, Lin Yi decided to follow Daddy Zhong’s example and call him “Xiao Yan.” Qin Siyan, slightly shorter with a round face, found it strange that Lin Yi earnestly called him “Xiao Yan.” He felt Lin Yi shouldn’t address him that way, but he couldn’t find a reason to argue. A vague sense of displeasure welled up.
Noticing the change in Qin Siyan’s expression, Lin Yi was slightly taken aback. Did he dislike being called “Xiao Yan”? Was it too forward?
Qin Siyan furrowed his small brows. “I wasn’t looking for you.”
“Eh?” Lin Yi was surprised. But Mianmian had said so.
A few steps away, Nora pinched Mianmian’s cheeks. “Little Mianmian, yesterday you said you liked me best. Today, when Brother Yan asked you to choose between me and Yibao, you picked Yibao.”
Nora wasn’t truly upset with Mianmian—just a bit disappointed that her new little friend would leave her behind.
Being four, Mianmian didn’t understand Nora’s long speech and only picked out the key words: “Sister and Yibao, choose Yibao.”
Little Mianmian nodded seriously. “Brother Yan told Mianmian to choose Yibao!”
Qin Siyan: … I never said that!
Lin Yi, not truly seven years old yet, quickly pieced it together. Lin Yi’s room, number six, and Nora’s, number four, were on different paths at a crossroads. When Mianmian met Qin Siyan, to save time, they each called out to her. Mianmian chose Lin Yi but told Lin Yi that Qin Siyan had sent her.
After sorting this out, Lin Yi awkwardly looked at Qin Siyan. He had spent the whole time wondering why the master wanted him. He even imagined they might share some extraordinary encounter. But it was just a misunderstanding.
Viewers watching the live stream had been entertained by every miscommunication between Mianmian and Qin Siyan from the start.
[Mianmian: Brother Yi, Brother Yan told me to come and call you~]
[Mianmian: Brother Yan told me to choose Yibao!]
[On the art of Mianmian’s message delivery!]
[I’m so busy—sometimes feeling sorry for little Yi, sometimes for Qin Siyan. The funniest was when Lin Yi tried to confirm with Qin Siyan, and Qin Siyan’s “I wasn’t looking for you” completely threw little Yi off! Hahaha!]
[I imagine little Mianmian relaying messages at home for Actress Xi.]
[Xi’s husband heard Mianmian’s message: Everyone calls my wife aloof, but she’s really soft and adorable, hmph~]
The chat was filled with laughter early in the morning.
Mianmian and Nora walked ahead, but Qin Siyan grabbed Lin Yi’s wrist and pulled him aside, glancing sharply at the cameraman.
Though small, Qin Siyan’s gaze was fierce—sharp as a young leopard eyeing its prey.
The cameraman stepped back two paces, signaling he wouldn’t get closer.
The camera kept rolling, and the viewers, still caught up in the joyful mood, suddenly exploded with reactions.
[Oh my, was that a domineering CEO’s look just now?]
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[Uh, why does Xiao Yan’s gaze look just like my big boss’s?]
[I need to take a bite of my pancake to calm down.]
[I thought Yan was joking, but he’s the real deal.]
[Aren’t you curious where those two treasures went?]
[Cameraman, don’t chicken out, go for it!]
Yet both Qin Siyan’s and Lin Yi’s cameramen stayed several meters away. Qin Siyan turned his back to the camera, completely blocking Lin Yi, and took off his earpiece—making lip reading impossible.
Lin Yi was even more shocked than the viewers. Qin Siyan’s furrowed brow and cold expression looked just like the angry master!
He felt dazed and couldn’t help but call out, “Master.”
Qin Siyan’s youthful voice was serious. “I don’t know who you think I am, but my name is Qin Siyan.”
Lin Yi was confused. The master is called Qin Siyan.
Though silent, his large, blinking eyes were stubbornly defiant, clearly wanting to argue.
For the first time, Qin Siyan clenched his small fists tightly, restraining himself. “I hope in future filming, you won’t follow me or make decisions on my behalf.”
“Understand?”
“Yes, Mas—” Under Qin Siyan’s gaze, Lin Yi immediately corrected himself. “Understood.”
His voice was soft, tinged with a bit of grievance.
Until the group gathered, Lin Yi didn’t speak to Qin Siyan and deliberately avoided him.
His gaze followed Qin Siyan instinctively—even with a different body, this couldn’t be changed.
When Jiang Xuan and Ian, the father and son duo, arrived late, the tour guide began: “Today is the third day of the first episode of ‘Baby Travels.’”
“Kids, are you having fun?”
Ian pouted, clearly not happy.
Yang Bai just wanted to sleep but cooperated with the guide, shouting with the others, “Yes!”
Guide: “Today’s task is complicated and a bit difficult. Do the kids have the confidence to earn food for Mom or Dad?”
“Yes!”
He Tong asked, “Guide, if the kids don’t earn food, will we just have to starve?”
Guide: “If the little ones don’t earn food, Mom and Dad will work hard to get breakfast ingredients tomorrow. But the kids’ food will be provided by the production team.”
The adult guests: …
Yang Xing awkwardly smiled and called to his manager, “Brother, you only got me on this ‘Baby’ show to help me lose weight, right?”
Zhong Qi gave Lin Yi puppy-dog eyes. “Yibao, Daddy Zhong’s request isn’t high—just win an apple for Daddy, okay?”
Xie Yu glanced at her son.
Qin Siyan: “I can starve with you.”
Little Mianmian furrowed her brows for a while before understanding. She touched Xi Lan’s hair. “Mommy, I’ll share half of my formula with you.”
Yang Bai: So annoying. When will this end? I want to go home.
Ian dashed to Yang Bai’s side. “Xiao Bai, we’ll be on the same team later. This time, we’ll be first.”
“Then they’ll have to give us another little island.”
Ian had begged Jiang Xuan all evening for a miniature model of Hat Island but failed.
Finally, Jiang Xuan couldn’t stand it and called his wife.
Hearing his mother’s voice, Ian calmed down.
But once the competition was mentioned, his little brain started turning again—where there’s a contest, there’s a prize!
He Tong didn’t care whether they ate or not; she was used to hunger. As long as she didn’t faint, it wasn’t a big deal.
Xie Yu leaned over to signal her to mute her mic and whispered, “I heard Jiang Xuan’s company issued an apology statement? How did you negotiate with him?”
He Tong was full of anger and cursed, “Little whitegrass!”
Xie Yu: “Huh?”
He Tong: “People say a scheming girl is a little white flower, but Jiang Xuan is just a little whitegrass.”
“Looks like an apology, but it’s just playing the victim!”
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Fans, unfortunately, still bought into it, which infuriated He Tong.
Luckily, not everyone was gullible; many didn’t accept it.
Xie Yu had read the apology statement too. It vaguely mentioned not educating the child properly and asked netizens to supervise, promising to be a qualified father.
No details on what happened.
He Tong: “We settled the medical fees, but do you think my money’s easy to get?”
“He even threatened my daughter!”
“I heard his studio has been negotiating with C-brand perfume these past months, trying to land next year’s regional endorsement.”
“He can dream on.”
At this moment, Jiang Xuan still didn’t know his coveted endorsement was slipping away.
Nora glanced at Ian, who was ‘scheming,’ and raised her hand. “Guide sister, are the teams formed freely?”
Guide: “No, everyone draws lots.”
Ian reminded Yang Bai again, “Remember, we’re teammates later…”
Before he could finish, the guide announced the rules, and everyone froze.
Ian was stunned briefly but quickly thought it through—is it possible he’d be on a team with Lin Yi?
Although he disliked Lin Yi, Yi’s apple-catching moves were really impressive!
If he ended up on the same team as Lin Yi, he could reluctantly accept it.
But after the game, he’d continue to dislike him!
Guide: “Little ones, there are six balls in this box. Each person will draw one.”
Mianmian, being the youngest, went first.
The box was pale green with only one round, dark hole.
Mianmian looked at the hole, instinctively a little scared of the unknown.
She glanced at her mother.
Xi Lan: “…”
Mianmian: “Oh, Mianmian will listen to Mommy.”
He Tong looked puzzled. What did Xi Lan say? Could this be the legendary mother-daughter connection?
Mianmian looked up and asked the guide, “Sister, are there monsters in the box?”
The guide answered seriously, “The box is very small. It can’t hold monsters. Don’t be afraid, little Mianmian.”
Mianmian: “Okay.”
She put half her hand in, then asked again, “Sister, are there bugs inside? I’m afraid bugs will bite my hand.”
Viewers were anxious across the internet, wishing they could draw the ball for little Mianmian!
The guide’s smile faltered slightly. “No bugs, only balls with numbers written on them. Pink ones—you’ll like them.”
“I like them!”
The guide breathed a sigh of relief as Mianmian pulled out her ball.
She happily fiddled with the ball. “Little duck, teacher said number 2 is little duck.”
The other children drew their balls in order. Lin Yi looked at his number 1 ball.
There were six balls, only three numbers.
Who else had the other number 1 ball?
Ian frowned, looking left and right, even squinting against the sun, trying to turn the number 2 on his ball into a 3.
If that didn’t work, 1 would do.
He wasn’t picky.
Yang Bai: Oh, number 3. I don’t have to team with Ian. The weather’s nice today.
Yang Bai didn’t dislike Ian; he just found him troublesome.
Lin Yi silently noted: Ian and Mianmian are number 2, Yang Bai is number 3.
The remaining number 1 balls were with Qin Siyan and Nora. Who else could it be?
Lin Yi sneaked a glance at Qin Siyan.