Chapter 30

Chapter 30

After assigning the rooms, Director Fang asked the guests to leave their luggage and come downstairs for dinner.

During dinner, the children kept discussing their respective rooms. Eventually, they all wanted to visit the "Celestial" No. 1 room.

The live stream viewers also strongly requested a tour, so after the meal, the cameraman followed the four groups of guests with his professional-grade camera to visit the "Celestial" No. 1 room.

Wen Zhi led everyone upstairs and personally pushed open the door of the "Celestial" room for everyone to see.

The cameraman was meticulous, filming continuously from the threshold. As soon as they entered, the first thing that appeared before the viewers was a small carved rosewood round table with a blue-and-white porcelain vase on it, its slender neck cradling a half-open peach blossom branch.

Around the table were several matching rosewood stools. The four children ran over and sat down, poking at the peach blossom on the table. Xiao Xiao asked in surprise, "Will this peach blossom never wither?"

The assistant explained, "The peach blossom in the vase is handcrafted from delicate copper wire and crimson-dyed silk. It looks realistic and everlasting."

Further ahead was a row of crystal bead curtains. Behind them was a large, ornately carved bed that looked both ancient and exquisite.

Wen Bingchun walked to the bed and lifted the sheer canopy, smiling as she asked, "This bed looks beautiful. What material is it made of? Was it custom-made?"

The assistant nodded, "It was custom-made, but I’m not sure about the specific material."

Wen Zhi suddenly spoke up, "This bed is likely made of rosewood. It was quite common among wealthy families in ancient times, commonly called an alcove bed or eight-step bed. The surroundings are often carved with symbols of prosperity. In the past, many families would commission one when a daughter was born, to be given as part of her dowry when she married. This one is relatively simple—more elaborate alcove beds resemble small houses, with outer and inner sections. The outer corridor could hold footrests, while the sides could accommodate small tables, stools, or dressing tables. The inner part was the actual bed..."

She rattled off the details effortlessly, leaving the production crew and the other three groups of guests gaped.

Even the usually indifferent Lin Jiyao couldn’t help but ask, "How do you know all this so well?"

Wen Zhi smiled, "Because there’s one in the Wen family’s ancestral home—and it’s made of golden *nanmu*, a rare and luxurious hardwood."

The viewers who had just been marveling at her were blindsided by her flex.

"Holy crap, a golden *nanmu* canopy bed?!"

"Rich people live in a whole other universe!"

"Ugh, now I’m dying to see that bed!"

"Honestly, Wen Zhi seems really knowledgeable. Most people wouldn’t study the craftsmanship and materials of their beds like this. I used to suspect she studied medicine, but now I’m wondering if she majored in classical literature."

"Hey, let’s think bigger—maybe she has a double degree? After all, her cousin Wen Bingchun also has two degrees."

"Has no one considered that Wen Zhi might actually be from ancient times? Just look at her in that hanfu—doesn’t she seem like it?"

"Hahaha, that’s getting ridiculous. Someone’s been watching too many time-travel shows."

The guests and crew on-site were just as floored.

But Wen Zhi didn’t seem particularly happy. The first time she saw an alcove bed was in the home of the magistrate of Wen County during the *Great Yong* dynasty. After rescuing her from the wilderness, the magistrate’s wife brought her back, bathed her, and led her to a room, saying, "From now on, this alcove bed is yours. You are the Wen family’s daughter."

The maids never let her forget how valuable the bed was and how kind the magistrate’s wife had been, urging her to be grateful.

Then she was raised as a stand-in for their lost daughter before being shipped off to the palace as a pawn.

Wen Zhi didn’t hate that family. Even after being named a noble consort, she never acknowledged them.

In the *Great Yong* dynasty, everyone knew that Noble Consort Wen never mentioned her family. Over time, people assumed she despised them.

A cool gust swept through, rustling the paperweight holding down sheets on the sill. Everyone’s attention shifted as they noticed the southern window had been opened at some point, allowing petals to drift inside. Sen Sen hoisted himself up on the sill and exclaimed excitedly, "There’s even a waterfall out there!"

Sen Sen and Wen Xiaowen hurried over to look, and sure enough, they saw a distant waterfall cascading between the mountains, its muffled roar in the distance.

Liu Yiru sighed, "No wonder it’s the top-tier 'Heaven' room! Wow, Bingchun, looks like you got the worse deal."

Wen Bingchun replied naturally, "What’s mine is yours between sisters, right? Right, Xiao Zhi?"

Wen Zhi: "If you’re fine with it, then it’s fine."

After touring the rooms, the guests, worn out from the trip, headed to their rooms. Wen Bingchun immediately closed her door upon returning, then walked up to the camera and waved at the audience with a smile. "We're too tired today and need to rest. Everyone, get some sleep early too." With that, she turned off the camera.

Once she turned around, her smile dropped instantly. The 'Earth' ranked room wasn’t bad—it had a table, chairs, a bed, and even a folding screen—but compared to the 'Heaven' room, it was nothing in comparison. That room should have been theirs.

She glared at her younger brother, who was playing with his toys by the bed, and demanded, "You didn’t let me draw the lot because you were afraid we’d get a bad room. But why did you give the 'Heaven' room to Mu Mu after drawing it?"

In truth, Wen Xiaowen had had a momentary lapse of judgment, eager for praise and wanting to impress Mu Mu. Now, he was kicking himself over it.

But the exchange was already done. If he asked to switch back now, he’d be laughed at. Mu Mu would surely look down on him and probably lecture him with his fancy Confucian quotes again.

Put on the spot by his sister, he shot back, "It’s already done. I asked you at the time, and you didn’t say no."

Wen Bingchun: "..." What could she have said? Her dumb little brother had forced the room onto someone else—was she, as his elder sister, supposed to snatch it back?

"Don’t act on your own in the future. You promised to listen to me from the first episode, yet you never do." Not to mention his slip-up last time, which wrecked her likability with the audience.

Wen Xiaowen shot back indignantly, "And you said if I behaved well, everyone would like me. But everyone likes Mu Mu instead!"

Wen Bingchun scoffed, "Even you like Mu Mu the most. How can you blame others?"

Wen Xiaowen turned red with rage, "I do not!"

Wen Bingchun: "You do."

Wen Xiaowen: "I don’t!"

Wen Bingchun: "Then why did you give him the best room?"

Wen Xiaowen was left speechless, his face turning red with frustration. Finally, he stomped his foot, grabbed his toy, and marched out, thinking: *I’ll go ask Mu Mu to switch back right now. I don’t like Mu Mu at all!*

*So what if he can rattle off poetry, wrangle geese, and once carried me on his back?*

Wen Xiaowen hesitated outside the 'Heaven' room, too embarrassed to enter—after all, asking for it back was embarrassing.

Before long, Xiao Xiao and Sen Sen came running over with their little backpacks. Seeing him lingering by the door, they asked curiously, "Brother Xiaowen, are you here for tutoring time with Brother Mu Mu too?"

Wen Xiaowen gave a half-hearted nod, "Mhm."

Sen Sen: "Then let’s go in together!"

As Wen Xiaowen dawdled, Xiao Xiao took his hand with a sweet smile, "I’ll pull you in, Brother Xiaowen!"

The door opened, and the live-stream camera captured the three little figures. Viewers who had just switched from other streams snickered in recognition.

"Hahaha, Called it! The nightly tutoring time wouldn’t be skipped."

"Eh? Wasn’t it just Sen Sen and Xiao Xiao before? Why is the chubby kid here too? Doesn’t he always think he’s smarter than Mu Mu? Does he need Mu Mu’s help now?"

"Hahaha, haven’t you heard? Ever since Mu Mu saved the chubby kid from that goose, he’s become Mu Mu’s number-one fanboy."

"He acts like he can’t stand him, but his eyes sparkle like Ultraman’s every time he sees Mu Mu."

"What kind of admirer? Clearly, he's the little uncle. Our Xiao Wen is very proud of his big nephew."

"HAHAHAHA, I'm cracking up."

The three children first greeted Wen Zhi, who was lounging on the chaise lounge by the window. Wen Zhi quickly got up and brought a box of nuts to the table, cheerfully saying, "Kids, studying is hard work. Have some nuts to boost your brainpower first."

The three children thanked her in unison and then sat at the table. Mu Mu was already seated there, holding a large backpack, with Little Black obediently crouching at his feet, wagging its tail at the trio.

Xiao Wen couldn't resist reaching out to tease Little Black. Noticing the little chubster, Mu Mu asked curiously, "Are you here to study too?"

Xiao Wen thought to himself: *Might as well study first. Once Sen Sen and Xiao Xiao leave, I’ll bring up the room swap.*

"Yeah," Xiao Wen nodded.

Mu Mu then asked, "Did you bring toys instead of books for studying?"

Only then did everyone notice that Xiao Wen’s small backpack was filled entirely with toys.

"HAHAHA, the chubby buddy actually came to play with them, didn’t he? Everyone else is hitting the books, and he’s too embarrassed to admit he just wants to play, so he pretends it’s for studying."

"HAHAHA, Busted! Now I want to see how the chubby one explains this."

"The little chubster’s not fitting in—gotta get him in with the group."

Xiao Wen’s face flushed red. After stammering for a moment, he suddenly pointed at Mu Mu’s backpack and said, "I know you brought books—I’ll just use yours. When everyone gets tired from studying, we can play with my toys and then keep going!"

Xiao Xiao’s eyes curved into crescents as she praised in a sweet voice, "Brother Xiao Wen is wicked smart~"

Xiao Wen felt like a genius, puffing up proudly. "Of course, I’m wicked smart."

Mu Mu nodded. "I did bring a lot of books." He moved the narrow-necked vase aside and began pulling things out of his backpack.

The three little buddies leaned over the table, peering into his bag. The camera zoomed in, revealing the massive stack in Mu Mu’s hands—Tang poetry, Song lyrics, Yuan opera, world puzzle decryptions, elementary school entrance exam guides, math competition prep books, math speed drills, abacus practice books, and so on.

As he pulled them out, Mu Mu said, "You can have all these books and worksheets. I originally only prepared for Xiao Xiao and Sen Sen, but since Xiao Wen’s here, I’ll give you mine. One set each—if it’s not enough, I have more at home."

Divided among the three, each ended up with a stack half a foot thick.

The room fell silent for a moment.

The three kids froze like deer in headlights, especially Xiao Wen, who looked as if he’d been struck by lightning.

*Waaah… Who gives people books as gifts during summer vacation?!*

Wen Zhi, lounging on the chaise lounge while binge-watching her shows, was internally dying of suppressed laughter.

The live audience, however, had no such restraint—they were doubled over, gasping for air.

"Damn, the little taskmaster strikes again—destroying them effortlessly!"

"HAHAHA, it’s summer break, and you’re handing out exam guides? Give the kids a break!"

"HAHAHA, Mu Mu suddenly realized he could coast, but not without dragging his friends down first."

"I bet Xiao Xiao’s the first to shove the workbook at Mu Mu. She’s only three—what’s the point of giving her ‘World Puzzle Decryptions’? HAHAHA, I can't breathe—I'm laughing so hard!"

"The chubby buddy’s the real unlucky victim here! HAHAHA, I’m actually dying!"

Xiao Xiao, now holding a pile of books, blinked twice and said awkwardly, "Brother Mu Mu… I don’t know some of these words yet," she added.

Mu Mu: "It's okay, little sister comes to my room to study every day, I'll teach you." As he spoke, he took out the dictionary he had been reading earlier and handed it over, "Here, I'll give you this dictionary too. You can start by learning to recognize characters."

Xiao Xiao: "..."

Sen Sen flipped through the thick collection of Yuan Dynasty songs and read a couple of pages: "Mu Mu, my family already has this book."

Mu Mu gave an "Oh" and swapped his Yuan Dynasty songs with Xiao Xiao's book of advanced math problems, saying very seriously, "Then you can study this. The more knowledge you gain, the better you can protect Aunt Liu."

Sen Sen: "Okay, alright."

Wen Xiaowen, holding a few books and test papers, felt awkward and blurted out with a red face, "If you give these to me, what will you use?"

Mu Mu generously replied, "It's fine. Mom says I should be a happy kid and don't need to do this stuff."

Wen Xiaowen grumbled, "What does being happy have to do with skipping homework?"

Mu Mu explained, "Because Mom's dream is for me to be a happy kid. She said until I figure out my own dream, I should fulfill hers first—to be a happy kid. No late nights, no over-studying, just eat, drink, and be happy every day." He'd already learned plenty, and this time he brought books just to casually browse with his friends.

Luckily he brought books, otherwise Xiao Wen wouldn’t have anything to read.

Wen Xiaowen, Sen Sen, and Xiao Xiao all stared at him wide-eyed, looking completely lost.

Seeing their silence, Mu Mu quickly reassured them, "Don’t worry, whether I'm eating snacks or gaming, I’ll still keep an eye on your studying." Then he reached out to Wen Xiaowen and said, "Give me your toys. I’ll keep them for you first. You can start studying now."

Live stream viewers were laughing so hard they nearly pounded their desks.

"Hahahaha, I'm dying! The three kids probably want to flip the table!"

"Xiao Xiao: If you’re not studying, fine, but you’re gonna snack and play games while watching us study? Wuwuwu, what kind of torture is this? Brother Mu Mu isn’t the good brother he used to be!"

"Sen Sen: You roped us all into studying while you retire to be a happy kid. We’re not happy at all now!"

"Hahaha, Wen Zhi is really corrupting her son! Is this still the 'Grind Squad'?"

"The funniest is the chubby little guy. He just joined the 'Grind Squad' only to find out the captain has retired."

The three kids slowly opened their books while Mu Mu munched on nuts, cheering them on from the side: "You got this! If you don’t understand anything, just ask me. A true gentleman never stops improving himself. No pain, no gain. Plum blossoms bloom fragrantly through winter's harshness... Xiao Xiao, which character don’t you know? Let me teach you how to use the dictionary."

On camera, the three kids puffed out their cheeks, shooting resentful looks at the books in their hands.

The live stream viewers collectively lost it again.

A minute later, the first trending topic of *Baby!* Season 2 hit the hot search list.

#Friendship capsizes faster than a boat—Little Taskmaster rules!

Viewers who saw the show immediately clicked on the *Baby!* hashtag and came out laughing uncontrollably, then frantically recommended it to everyone they knew: *Baby! 2* is so good, go watch it! These kids are making me die laughing.

The hashtag climbed from the bottom of the hot search list all the way to the top. The kids’ miserable faces were turned into memes and spread across WeChat.

Late at night, the show’s live ratings skyrocketed. As more viewers flooded into the stream, Wen Zhi and Mu Mu were seen playing online games together, while Sen Sen, Xiao Xiao, and Wen Xiaowen—now sporting red headbands that said "Go!"—were scratching their heads over piles of worksheets.

Their expressions had gone from resentment to utter confusion, eyelids drooping as they nodded off, nearly face-planting on their desks.

They looked both pitiful and hilarious.

"Hahahaha, Wen Zhi and Mu Mu look exactly like a landlady and a rich kid."

"When did Mu Mu get corrupted by Wen Zhi? Such a little kid not studying but playing games—is that really okay?"

"Hahaha, the key is that Wen Zhi played games the entire episode, needing Mu Mu to rescue her during shootouts and having him lead her every time they rotated from the zone."

"Although Mu Mu is a bit by-the-book, his IQ is incredibly high. He's more mature than his peers and learns everything super fast. It was clear from the matching couplets game this afternoon—Wen Zhi taught him the game rules, and he memorized them all in one go."

"Woo woo, another day of envying Sister Zhi. Rich, beautiful, with a son who's both well-behaved and smart—a classy, single, and loaded woman. Heart-eyes emoji!"

Millions of live stream viewers stayed glued to the broadcast just to watch the three little rascals do their homework. By around 10 PM, all three kids, including Mu Mu, had fallen asleep.

On camera, Wen Zhi put down her phone and went over to check on the four children. She carefully carried each one to the four-poster bed, almost stumbling when lifting Wen Xiaowen due to overestimating her strength.

The audience tensed for a moment, but she steadied herself and proceeded to remove their shoes, tuck them in, and thoughtfully adjust the ornamental bed rails to prevent them from rolling off.

Finally, she moved Blackie’s bed beside them and patted the dog’s head, instructing, "Keep an eye on the kids, okay? Let me know if anything happens."

Blackie gave a soft bark in response, and Wen Zhi quickly quieted him.

Viewers who watched the entire scene were surprised to see this gentle, caring side of Wen Zhi for the first time.

"Woo woo, I used to think Wen Zhi was unreliable, but now she seems so tender."

"Compared to Wen Bingchun, Wen Zhi actually feels more genuine."

"Many criticized Wen Zhi for not knowing how to raise kids, but after watching the first episode and now, I just want to say she’s doing great—respecting her child’s dreams and giving him freedom. That’s why Mu Mu turned out so well-behaved."

"Holy crap, I can’t hold back—I used to be a hater, but now I’m a stan. Who wouldn’t love a beautiful, gentle, and rich sister like her?"

"Wait, if all four kids are sleeping together, where does Wen Zhi sleep?"

Once someone pointed it out, others grew curious too: with the bed occupied by the kids, where would Wen Zhi sleep?

After settling the children, Wen Zhi picked up her water cup and sneaked out. The live feed switched to the hallway, showing her heading straight for Liu Yiru’s room. She paused at the door upon hearing voices inside, then glanced toward Lin Jiyao’s room before diverting to Wen Bingchun’s.

The live chat exploded.

"WTF, Wen Zhi’s going to Wen Bingchun’s room? Are they actually going to talk? Not just toxic friendship?"

"Overthinking it—she tried Liu Yiru’s first, but Liu was probably busy. Other than Wen Bingchun, only Lin Jiyao’s left, and she obviously wouldn’t go to his room, right?"

"Hahaha, though many aren’t worthy of our Brother Ji, if it’s the beautiful Wen, I’d reluctantly accept it. Call her 'sis-in-law' for a cash gift?"

"Just wondering… is there a chance, however slim, that the sisters might be catfighting in there?"

"Ahhh, I’m so curious! Can Wen Bingchun’s live feed turn on? Someone contact the crew—I need to see this sisterly drama!"

When Wen Zhi knocked and entered, Wen Bingchun was baffled—until Wen Zhi plopped down unceremoniously onto the bed, pulled the covers over herself, and rolled over to sleep.

Wen Bingchun finally managed to ask, "What are you doing in my bed?"

"To sleep, obviously?" Wen Zhi’s muffled voice came from under the blankets.

She had overheard Liu Yiru arguing loudly about divorce with her husband, which was why she came here instead.

Wen Bingchun stood by the bed. "Why my room? Was your bed not good enough?"

"Get up." Wen Bingchun reached to pull her.

Wen Zhi opened her eyes impatiently—just a cool glance, but it made Wen Bingchun’s hand freeze mid-air, forcing her to let go.

"Your bro took my spot, so I’m sleeping here. We have filming tomorrow—are you going to sleep or not? If not, hit the lights." She rolled over, blowing her off. Annoyed, she turned off the lights and went to bed.

She never imagined she'd end up sharing a bed with this cousin who had been missing for over a decade in this lifetime.

In the darkness, she was acutely aware of the presence of another person beside her.

Even after the other person's breathing steadied, she still couldn't sleep. After tossing and turning a few times, she stared at the back of Wen Zhi's head and whispered in a faint breath, "We're both girls—how come your life is so much better?"

Suddenly, Wen Zhi, who had seemed asleep, turned over. Her dark phoenix eyes locked onto hers, unnervingly cold under the dim moonlight.

The two stared at each other for two seconds before the phone on the bedside table blared insistently.

Wen Bingchun was nearly scared out of her wits, gripping the phone as she fumbled to turn on the bedside lamp and answer the video call. Zhou Li's face appeared on the screen, immediately demanding, "Why did you let Xiao Wen sleep at Wen Zhi's place? He's the family’s golden child—what if something happens to him? And where's Wen Zhi? She wouldn’t try anything shady with Xiao Wen, would she?" She had just checked the live stream but hadn't seen the part where Wen Zhi settled the kids and then came to Wen Bingchun's room.

Wen Bingchun glanced awkwardly at Wen Zhi beside her, wishing the ground would swallow her.

When she didn’t respond, the person on the other end started yelling again, "Mark my words—you’d better take good care of Xiao Wen, or else when you get back—"

Wen Zhi slowly leaned into the frame. The moment Zhou Li on the other end saw her, her voice cut off abruptly before the call disconnected with a click.

Must’ve thought she saw a ghost.

Gripping the phone, Wen Bingchun felt humiliated and resentful. Gritting her teeth, she muttered, "Laugh all you want."

Wen Zhi rolled her eyes. "Rather than resenting me, why don’t you think about what your parents did?"

"...Don’t you dare talk about my parents." Wen Bingchun clenched her jaw. "You were pretending to sleep earlier?"

Wen Zhi ignored her. If she could sleep while someone stared at the back of her head for so long, she’d have died countless times by now.

Compared to the women of the Great Yong's imperial harem, Wen Bingchun's hatred and jealousy were a drop in the bucket—beneath her notice.

Wen Zhi exhaled softly and said, "One must first debase oneself before others will debase them." Then, with a click, she turned off the light.

The room was swallowed by darkness again.

*One must first debase oneself before others will debase them...*

The phrase echoed in Wen Bingchun's mind all night. Then, after being kicked off the bed by Wen Zhi multiple times, she cursed herself for obsessing over such crap.

Early in the morning, Wen Bingchun climbed up from the floor again. After washing up, she dabbed some concealer on the swollen bruise on her forehead and left without waking the person spread-eagled on the bed.

Just as she reached the second-floor hallway, she ran into Liu Yiru and Lin Jiyao, who were escorting the children out. She greeted them with a smile. Liu Yiru stared at her forehead and asked in surprise, "What happened to your forehead? It's swollen."

Wen Bingchun chuckled. "Xiao Zhi shared my bed last night and accidentally rolled off the bed."

The live stream viewers, who had been waiting since dawn, were eagerly dissecting the drama.

"Ahhh! Did they really get into a catfight last night? Looks like Wen Zhi won."

"Overthinking it. If they’d really fought, there’d be more than just a swollen forehead—her face would be scratched up. With Wen Zhi’s sleeping habits, she probably just kicked her off the bed."

"Let’s be fair—Wen Zhi might sleep like a thrasher, but she’s never let Mu Mu fall. Every time he rolls to the edge, she subconsciously tugs him close."

"That’s different. Mothers have a natural protective instinct toward their kids. I wake up multiple times when sleeping with my baby, but with my husband, I sleep straight through the night."

Theories flew fast, but everyone was curious about how the two had gotten along.

After answering, Wen Bingchun turned to Mu Mu standing by the door of the Tianzi room and asked, "Where’s Xiao Wen?"

Mu Mu glanced into the room and whispered, "He hasn’t woken up yet."

"I'll go wake him up." Wen Bingchun walked toward the door, but Mu Mu standing at the entrance suddenly asked, "Auntie, do you want to switch back to your room?"

Wen Bingchun froze for a moment, her mind racing: *Did that cheap brother talk nonsense and cause trouble again last night?*

She quickly denied it, "Not at all, why would I switch rooms?"

Mu Mu looked puzzled. "But last night, Xiao Wen said you told him to come and switch rooms."

Wen Bingchun’s heart sank: *Did Xiao Wen repeat what I said last night to Mu Mu?*

*Idiot!!*

Lin Jiyao gave her a strange look, while Liu Yiru asked directly, "If you didn’t want to switch, why didn’t you say so yesterday? Instead, you had Xiao Wen suddenly go and say it—no wonder the kid went off to 'study.'"

The live stream viewers realized.

"So the chubby kid wasn’t actually going to study or play yesterday—Wen Bingchun sent him to switch rooms, and he kept it to himself all night?"

"Hahahaha, I can't breathe, the chubby kid sacrificed so much."

"But last night, none of the four kids woke up to hear the chubby kid say anything. Did he get up and say it after the stream ended?"

"Doesn’t matter when he said it—look at Wen Bingchun’s guilty expression! Ugh, if she didn’t want to switch, why not just say so yesterday? Secretly sending a kid to do it is so shady."

"First, she denied her relationship with Wen Zhi, which already ruined her likability. Then she tried to craft a sweet, thoughtful persona, and now she’s pulling sneaky moves behind the scenes. I’m turning against her."

The Gardenia stans quickly rushed to defend her.

"Don’t jump to conclusions, everyone! Our Ice Queen hasn’t even explained yet."

"Yeah, it might just be a misunderstanding."

The live stream viewers waited for her response.

Wen Bingchun hurriedly explained to Mu Mu, "No, no, in the first episode, Xiao Wen wasn’t used to sleeping on the floor bed, so last night I asked him why he gave the bed to you. He must have misunderstood and ran off to switch beds."

The excuse was weak—even her own fans weren’t fully convinced.

Kids take adults' words at face value. If she hadn’t implied that intention, would the chubby kid have eagerly gone to Mu Mu and put up with staying in the room all night?

The live stream filled with boos.

The next second, Mu Mu said "Oh," scratched his head, and said, "Actually, I only heard Xiao Wen talking in his sleep. Maybe he got it wrong."

Wen Bingchun: "..."

*Did I just get played by this little brat?!*

If it was just talking in his sleep, why didn’t he say so earlier? Instead, he waited until she’d all but confessed before throwing that out there.

Author's Note: