Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The guests were used to seeing all kinds of dilapidated huts. All of them looked like they were about to collapse. They had almost the same feeling about this accommodation. Unexpectedly, when they arrived at room four, they were all stunned.
âThis is luxurious! Is this what we can imagine? Did the director bring us to the wrong place?â Zhang Nan even exclaimed.
In fact, this number four house was not too exaggerated. It could only be said that there was no harm without comparison. Compared to the houses that looked like they were about to collapse, this was simply a mansion.
Fu Xin couldnât help but say, âIf you say that, the director might cause trouble again! I wonder what trap is waiting for us inside.â
âYouâve misunderstood me too much. Iâm still a good person!â The director chuckled. âI wonât introduce this house. Please go in and feel it yourself.â
Feng Fei, who had just been successfully âpersuadedâ by Fu Xin, suddenly changed his mind after entering Room 4. With a long face, he held Fei Feiâs hand and said in a voice that everyone wanted to say, âMom, I really want to live here!â
It was rare for Huo Run to rack her brains. She turned to look at the cameraman. âUncle, this house is very big. Why canât everyone stay together? We can totally live here. I definitely donât mind.â
Feng Fei also nodded repeatedly. âThatâs right. Donât draw lots. Everyone can stay here! I have no objections either. Little Jelly, do you guys have any objections?â
The other children also shook their heads, afraid that if they shook their heads too late, it would make them look less enthusiastic and make others think that they didnât want to live here anymore.
The director followed behind the cameraman. He chuckled and was about to speak.
Jiang Xinyuan emphasized, âCall me Jiang Xinyuan! Only my mother calls me Little Jelly.â
Feng Fei also rolled his eyes like Zhang Nan. Needless to say, he did quite well. He muttered, âWhy are you still concerned about this at a time like this? I insist on calling you Little Jelly. Whatâs wrong?â
Jiang Xinyuan clenched his fists. His gaze was dangerous and he warned, âWhen I learn martial arts, youâll be the first I beat up!â
Feng Fei:
He turned his face the other way. He looked as if he were looking at the scenery! This brother, he was not cute at all.
Fei Fei smiled helplessly. She didnât expect to meet someone who could shut Feng Fei up here. This time, Feng Fei had met an iron plate.
Chen Xiaomei found another opportunity and immediately said with a disapproving tone, âIsnât Little Jelly your nickname? Why donât you allow others to call you that? If you donât allow others to call you that, how can it be a
nickname? Youâve already told everyone, so isnât that for everyone to call you that? Besides, itâs just a nickname. You donât have to go that far, right?â
Fu Xin had fallen asleep and had earplugs, so she had no idea about Jiang
Xinyuanâs domineering speech. She could not help but look down at Jiang Xinyuan, wanting to ask what was going on. She did not think that Jiang Xinyuan was such a domineering person.
However, before Fu Xin could speak, Chen Xiaomei started to explain. âFu Xin, children still have to be educated well. Otherwise, when they grow up, youâll have to worry. You donât even know, but when you were sleeping, Little Jelly said⦠n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âI wonât allow you to call me Little Jelly!â Jiang Xinyuan suddenly shouted and interrupted her. This time, the look in his eyes wasnât a warning. He looked like a vicious wolf cub.
Fu Xin was shocked. She thought that the little guy had a soft personality. She didnât expect him to be fierce, and it was even because of a form of address. Although she didnât know this child very well, she felt that Jiang Xinyuan wasnât someone who would lose his temper casually.
Chen Xiaomei had always hated this child. Now that she was yelled at by Jiang Xinyuan, she sneered and said, âThen what if I have to call him? What can you do? Little kid, this is just a name. Can you control others?â
Jiang Xinyuanâs brows were tightly knitted together. For a moment, he could not think of a way to refute her. Because he had heard the thoughts of the bad woman, he knew that she was deliberately provoking him. She wanted to make those netizens who liked him stop liking him.
But âLittle Jellyâ was the nickname his mother had given him. That was all he wanted his mother to call him. Why did bad women have to be so bad? And to deliberately provoke him? Just as he was angry and unsure how to deal with it, on the verge of tears of anxiety, he heard his motherâs voice..