Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me -
Chapter 468 - 467: I Also Want My Favorite!
Chapter 468: Chapter 467: I Also Want My Favorite!
[Such a shabby house, and they dare to say it’s good—unbelievable.]
[I’ve visited the live broadcast rooms of the other guests, and our Little Auntie’s place is really the best one. Gu Youyou’s house has broken doors, is that really okay?]
While the audience in the live broadcast room was criticizing, they suddenly noticed an announcement popping up.
[In order to deepen the exchange between the two countries, interested viewers can download the international version of V-App to interact with international friends in it.]
Wow!
They have an international version of variety shows live broadcast now?
I must check it out!
The international version software also includes the Dragon Kingdom Language. All you have to do is use the convert function, and watching both sides shouldn’t be a problem.
The audience was very excited to download and change the language.
Then they found out it was useless, the barrage was still in English and other languages.
Can’t understand, can’t understand at all!
But it didn’t stop these Dragon Country users from also trying to make their presence felt by sending their own comments. Of course, there were also some well-educated individuals with degrees in English who understood what was being said and would return to the Dragon Country version to relay it.
[Hahaha, I see that the dudes posting in English are all wondering what this live broadcast is even about.]
[Damn, someone asked Charlie why he is here and was quite blunt about not being scared of being shot? Impressive, unmistakably American style.]
[What are they saying down below? Someone explain that Charlie’s guard isn’t even afraid of bullets, for real!!]
The audience didn’t know, but Mianmian knew, and they were talking about Sai Ya.
At a safe distance as requested by the production team, Sai Ya, wearing a wireless headset, was vigilantly monitoring the surroundings.
And coincidentally, just as the Dragon Country audience was wondering what kind of guard who wasn’t afraid of bullets looked like, Mianmian was asking Charlie inside the house, "Charlie, is Sai Ya okay out there? I saw that he used to be very close to you."
This closeness meant that Sai Ya and Charlie used always to be near each other, but now Sai Ya was watching from a distance.
Bai Bai heard Mianmian’s question and its tail perked up to the sky, "Awoo, awoo."
It was saying it was different from Sai Ya and could be so close to Mianmian.
Mianmian patted Bai Bai’s head.
"No worries. If there’s a problem, Sai Ya can get here quickly," Charlie said, and then suddenly, "We haven’t had dinner."
Mianmian nodded, "Yeah."
Charlie’s eyes widened, "Where’s dinner?"
Mianmian’s eyes also widened, meeting Charlie’s deep blue gaze, "Maybe in the kitchen?"
[Hahaha, why do I feel like the atmosphere is a bit subtle?]
[Charlie definitely didn’t plan to cook, right? Seeing his reaction, it looks like he didn’t do his homework before coming?]
Because Mianmian said the meal was in the kitchen, Charlie began searching for the kitchen in the house.
The house was really too small for Charlie, brought up in a mansion and accustomed to being waited on by servants. But being small wasn’t the main issue: the main issue was that the house, being old and by the seaside, had a distinctive fishy smell as one moved around inside.
Expecting all this, Charlie tolerated it and reached the kitchen.
Indeed, there were some ingredients in the kitchen, specially prepared by Hu Zhengguo just for today’s pleasure.
But the ingredients were raw and could not be eaten directly.
Charlie was distressed.
For these foods to become edible, he didn’t know how to proceed.
Seeing that Charlie’s expression didn’t look like he knew how to cook, Mianmian said, "This rice, I’ve seen them wash it with water and use that pot over there."
Following Mianmian’s words, Charlie put the rice in the pot and turned on the faucet.
The faucet was also rather old, and when opened, rust-colored water came out.
Charlie was stunned.
"Why is the water this color?"
Mianmian explained, "Because of the rust, I guess? The color of iron when it rusts is like this, and when it mixes with water, the water changes color."
Water like that definitely couldn’t be used to wash the rice.
Charlie knew this too. He thought for a moment and decided to let the water run for a while. After all, it was rusty water and not suitable for use.
Luckily, the water’s color improved after a while.
He then took the rice pot, filled it with water, and began to rinse the rice.
Little White Dragon tugged at Mianmian’s sleeve at that moment, "Mianmian, I want to eat that red fruit."
The red fruit that Little White Dragon spoke of was the tomato.
Since the vegetable was meant to be eaten anyway, Mianmian thought it wouldn’t hurt to eat one, so she looked around for a chair to stand on to help Little White Dragon reach it.
Seeing this, Charlie handed them two washed and cleaned tomatoes, "Eat them outside. I’ll call you when the meal is ready."
Since only one camera was assigned for a group of guests, it would be difficult for the crew if Charlie, Mianmian, and Little White Dragon separated.
At that moment, Director Hu’s voice came through the earpiece, "Film Charlie."
Even though Mianmian was the main source of traffic, Director Hu insisted on filming Charlie.
The Dragon Country audience was initially confused until they saw some enthusiastic viewers’ comments: [Hahaha, I have a feeling someone familiar is watching the live stream on Charlie’s side, and someone said if Charlie knows how to cook, he’ll cut his shoes into slices and eat them.]
[Foreign friends are so humorous, saying the head of a rich family can make food that sends people to Hell! Hahaha!]
Since the camera stayed on Charlie’s side anyway, the audience could only watch America’s richest man wash his hands and prepare soup for himself and two kids.
While Charlie cooked, Mianmian and Little White Dragon took the red fruits up to the balcony on the second floor and stood watching the beach not far away.
The small fishing village was situated relatively high, giving a view of the sea from an outward-looking position.
The house Mianmian drew was very close to the sea.
Little White Dragon cried, and it began to rain outside. It was sunny just a moment ago. Now that Little White Dragon had stopped crying, there was a bright crescent moon in the evening sky.
The moon’s reflection on the sea surface made it look as if there were two moons in the distance.
Looking at the ocean, Little White Dragon pouted, on the verge of tears again.
Mianmian, sensing a meltdown, quickly wrapped her arms around Little White Dragon.
"Don’t cry, no crying, okay sweetie, Mianmian loves you the most."
"Loves you the most" is a phrase that works especially well when consoling children; adults all know it’s not to be taken literally. But at that moment, Gu Youyou’s voice suddenly floated in from outside, "Mianmian loves... loves him the most?"
Mianmian turned around, just to meet Gu Youyou, who had appeared at the doorway.
Youyou’s face was full of sadness, her delicate features mirroring Little White Dragon’s current expression, looking particularly pitiful.
"Oh dear."
Mianmian did know Youyou had come, but she didn’t expect Youyou to get upset. She had only said she loved Little White Dragon the most because she was worried Little White Dragon might cry and because it was raining outside.
After speaking, Youyou dashed to Mianmian’s side, grabbing her hand, "I want to be loved the most too, Mianmian, say it to me too."
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