The True Heiress And The Fake Heiress Ended Up Together - Chapter 26

Is this relationship something you can just decide to contact?

If that’s the case, why would Ye Zhou bother filming a variety show? He might as well go establish a relationship with the President—wouldn’t that be more promising than your Shen family?

Ye Zhou suppressed the urge to curse.

He gave the Shen family a perfunctory response and hung up the phone.

His mind began to wander back.

The original plan for the first episode was a three-day, two-night shoot to ensure compact footage and better quality.

Unfortunately, after the young master went back for a vaccination, he disliked the village’s dirtiness and refused to return, forcing the recording to a halt.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhou cursed again. Did the other guests have nothing else to do? Wasn’t it a hassle to re-coordinate the filming schedule?

Cursing aside, he had a main task to deal with.

Little Cubs, Charge! currently had high viewership, and many audience members suggested they wanted to see a live broadcast. Ye Zhou was initially worried about potential incidents, but after receiving that phone call…

Live broadcast! It’s going to be a live broadcast!

This way, the show couldn’t be blamed for poor editing. Ye Zhou clapped his hands and began to prepare for the recording.

Fortunately, the guests had caught wind of the Shen family’s influence and recently didn’t dare to take on other engagements.

One phone call from Ye Zhou, and everyone returned to the small village.

The atmosphere was subtly different this time.

Firstly, the audience’s attention on Jian Ying’an and Qin Mianmian caused the other guests to approach them, intentionally or unintentionally, in an attempt to snag a few more camera shots.

The younger cubs didn’t have this worry. Except for Li Dong, the rest were still focused on themselves.

Then there was Shen Jinyu.

Prestigious family background, is that it? Preventing them from accepting announcements and hindering their exposure—is that what he’s doing? Aside from Qi Yin, who had no lack of resources, everyone else saw Shen Jinyu as a thorn in their side.

Ji Han’s scalp tingled; he didn’t want to look after Shen Jinyu anymore.

Jian Ying’an acted as if she knew nothing, her expression cool and aloof, like a small adult standing there.

Occasionally, she would smile at Qin Mianmian, the two whispering secrets to each other.

Live stream comments:

“What are they saying, what are they saying!”

“Let me listen!”

“Baby, don’t be afraid, I’m your new mom!”

Since the filming stopped at six o’clock that evening, this shoot would start at six o’clock in the morning.

It was reasonable.

The task remained the same: assign accommodation.

The core responsibility in a cute-cubs show, of course, falls to the little guests. The task was to go up and sing a song, and based on the ranking, accommodations would be assigned.

Ye Zhou played the host: “Which child wants to go on stage first?”

Little Qin Mianmian didn’t want to go first.

She habitually looked at Jian Ying’an: “Sister, I don’t want to go on stage first.”

Li Dong: “Me neither.”

The two little scaredy-cats exchanged notes, their eyes naturally turning toward Jian Ying’an.

Sister is so capable, she must be the first to go on stage, right?

Jian Ying’an had a solemn little face, making it hard to read her emotions.

Her internal feelings were extremely complicated. Singing was a small matter, but having the soul of a twenty-something-year-old and having to compete for first place with a bunch of six-year-olds on stage…

She also didn’t want to go on stage first; she wanted to have her option open.

She had lived in both the best and worst houses, and they were all just “okay.”

Jian Ying’an’s mindset was relaxed.

However, Qin Mianmian clung to her.

She bravely took Jian Ying’an’s finger, blinking her eyes repeatedly, coaxing and acting spoiled: “Sister~”

Qin Mianmian squeezed Jian Ying’an’s hand, quickly forgetting what she had demanded. She placed Jian Ying’an’s hand on her own head, actively rubbing against it, and then poked her own face with Jian Ying’an’s finger.

She was having a great time.

Jian Ying’an only felt that the spot her finger had poked was incredibly soft, and the warm touch made her feel feverish.

Jian Ying’an withdrew her hand.

Looking at Qin Mianmian again, she still had those innocent, clear, big eyes.

Jian Ying’an suddenly asked, “Mianmian, do you want to grow up?”

Qin Mianmian dragged out her voice, making a thinking expression: “Grow up? To be like Mom and Dad?”

The Qin couple? Better not.

Jian Ying’an calmed down, feeling like a bucket of cold water had been thrown on her excitement.

She had actually been looking forward to Qin Mianmian growing up quickly.

Sigh, Jian Ying’an let out a breath.

That’s just how a child expresses their affection.

Qin Mianmian didn’t know all this and continued softly, “Sister, why don’t you go on stage first~”

Jian Ying’an was cornered.

But she was a moment too late.

Shen Jinyu had already gone on stage.

Ye Zhou: “…Let’s give this little friend some applause, shall we~”

The applause from the children sounded.

Adult emotions were worthless in the face of their job; they cooperatively clapped: “Okay!”

Shen Jinyu gripped the microphone.

He didn’t like this village. There were dogs everywhere, and the dogs could bite! And there were only old people in the village who didn’t clean up properly—the walls were all pitch black and dirty!

Thinking that he had to stay in such a place at night, Shen Jinyu felt even worse!

But he remembered his mother’s teaching.

Mom said that if he wanted to pursue a little girl, he had to be nice to her.

Shen Jinyu pondered, like Jian Ying’an?

In that case, he would just go on stage first.

Shen Jinyu: “I want to sing this song for Mianmian.”

Qin Mianmian: “He snatched the sister’s first spot!”

Jian Ying’an patted her head: “…The first spot hasn’t been snatched yet.”

He just went up first, that’s all.

Shen Jinyu spoke nicely, and who knows where he learned his flirting skills, but the first line he sang was about where spring is…

For a moment, Jian Ying’an was lost in a daze.

Ah, six-year-olds are really like this.

Forgive her, she thought only kindergarten children would sing like that.

As a first-grader with the soul of an old aunt inside, Jian Ying’an was appalled.

The problem was, no one else found anything wrong. It was a children’s song, and teachers all taught it that way. On the contrary, under the lyrics of “where is spring,” the little guests relaxed.

Jian Ying’an was nervous: “Mianmian, what are you going to sing later?”

Please don’t be The Little Bunny is Good.

Qin Mianmian pouted: “I don’t know, I think it’s too childish.”

That’s why she didn’t want to go on stage first; it was too embarrassing. How would the other children look at her when she returned to school!

Jian Ying’an: Grow up quickly, she couldn’t handle this life anymore!

Shen Jinyu scored highly.

After he stepped down, the other two little guests also went up and sang, and their scores were also quite good.

Only Jian Ying’an and the two little scaredy-cats were left.

One was afraid of being embarrassed and mindful of their image, so they never dared to go up. The other was genuinely timid.

Jian Ying’an really wanted to join the timid camp because she also found it embarrassing.

Ye Zhou: “We have three little friends left!”

Qin Mianmian looked ready to die: “Sister, if you don’t go… I’ll go instead.”

Saying that, she was about to stand up.

It’s just being embarrassed, and a real child can afford to be embarrassed!

Shen Jinyu seized the opportunity: “Is Jian Ying’an scared!”

Jian Ying’an: Yes, she is.

Qin Mianmian immediately retorted: “Sister is not scared to sing! Sister is going to be the finale… the finale… the finale?”

Li Dong tentatively raised his hand: “The ‘main act’ (yā zhóu)?”

Qin Mianmian: “Yes! The main act!”

Qin Mianmian always exaggerated when praising Jian Ying’an: “Sister sings really well and will definitely get first place! It has nothing to do with who goes on stage first or last!”

Ye Zhou laughed heartily: “Mianmian is right. Come, Mianmian, please go on stage.”

Qin Mianmian’s body stiffened.

She climbed onto the stage like a snail, took the microphone, and didn’t know what to sing that wouldn’t sound childish.

Her mind was flipping through One Hundred Children’s Songs.

Qin Mianmian: “I’ll recite a poem.”

Ye Zhou applauded: “Reciting a poem is fine too! Let’s encourage Mianmian!”

The applause was warm!

Qin Mianmian came down after reciting an ancient poem.

Only Jian Ying’an and Li Dong were left.

Perhaps remembering Qin Mianmian’s ‘main act’ comment, everyone’s eyes instantly shifted to Li Dong.

Li Dong was on the verge of tears.

Jian Ying’an told herself: It’s unavoidable, just go on stage.

Qin Mianmian’s method of reciting a poem was good; borrowing it wouldn’t be a big deal. But when she walked onto the temporarily constructed stage and saw Qin Mianmian’s expectant little eyes below, Jian Ying’an’s heart suddenly softened.

She decided to shamelessly beat this group of children and take first place home.

Singing The Little Bunny is Good was impossible.

To appear less childish, she sang an English children’s song.

Having just sold the ‘poor background’ story, Jian Ying’an couldn’t sing the English song too well.

Otherwise, if asked: “Weren’t you raised in the village and just recognized?” it would be hard for her to answer.

That wouldn’t be a natural talent; that would be a cheat code in her brain.

She sang slowly.

When others sang, it was all emotion and no technique; when she sang, it was all technique and no emotion.

Yet, even so, she was still the best singer among them.

Without any mishaps, she would happily accept this first place.

The mishap was that Li Dong, half-coaxed, half-pushed, went on stage, his legs trembling. His voice was so low it was hard to hear, but this child was excellent at singing English songs!

And his pronunciation was great! He had both technique and emotion!

Jian Ying’an took second place.

She hadn’t even reacted after Li Dong shyly selected his accommodation. She, an adult, was comparing singing skills with a group of children and actually lost!

She absolutely couldn’t let anyone know this!

Jian Ying’an’s gaze hardened.

Ye Zhou: “An’an, it’s your turn to choose accommodation!”

Jian Ying’an handed the crudely made medal to Qin Mianmian. Her only goal for getting first place was to let Mianmian stay in a better place, but she only got second…

Qin Mianmian happily accepted it. Even though it was second, she still thought her sister was amazing.

Because she was only third.

Ye Zhou remembered what Aunt Zhang had said about Jian Ying’an’s identity.

He was still surprised. Did she actually give the opportunity to Qin Mianmian? Although the difference between second and third wasn’t huge.

But this kind of thoughtfulness.

She shouldn’t know her own identity.

Ye Zhou momentarily zoned out, then recovered: “Then Mianmian will choose the accommodation!”

Qin Mianmian turned her head: “Sister, where do you like to stay?”

Ye Zhou: “…”

Jian Ying’an thought for a moment: “The one by the river.”

Qin Mianmian: “Okay, then we’ll stay at the one by the river!”

So what was the point of all that back and forth?

Jiang An’yan was initially happy that she didn’t have to stay in the worst house.

After her excitement, she realized something was wrong! So she quickly sought confirmation: “Mianmian, we are staying together tonight!”

Qin Mianmian was indeed shocked: “Ah, aren’t my sister and I staying together?”

Jiang An’yan was almost in tears: “Of course not!”

Qin Mianmian hesitated for two seconds, handed the medal in Jian Ying’an’s hand to Jiang An’yan, and, seeing her pitiful state, said: “Then you choose one. My sister and I will stay together.”

Qi Yin: …What about me?

Jiang An’yan looked up at Qi Yin, clutching the medal in her hand: “Okay!”

Staying alone would be just as great.

Why bother with rules for children? It’s more fun this way, thought Ye Zhou, and he agreed to the exchange.

So, Jian Ying’an and Qin Mianmian walked toward the river.

It was a bit dark by the river, and Qin Mianmian walked cautiously. Even though Jian Ying’an kept trying to hold her, she insisted on walking ahead to scout the path.

Jian Ying’an could only light the way from behind and follow Qin Mianmian step by step, afraid she might fall.

Qin Mianmian walked for a while and stopped.

She pointed at the fireflies ahead: “Sister, it’s so beautiful.”

The fireflies at night looked like starlight.

They danced by the river.