Bringing the Little Crown Prince on a Parenting Reality Show — I'm Cleared of All Scandals! Chapter 154: Shop,

At eleven o’clock at night, the moon rises.

Mu Ran lifts open the director’s tent, where Yang Yingying, with pink hair, sits on a tiger-skin chair, typing furiously on her laptop, as if handling business or venting so unexpressed anger.

"Still awake?"

The keyboard clacking gets even louder, not just loud but also vexed, as though she might break the laptop keyboard keys.

Mu Ran approaches her, "I’m sorry, I forgot."

"You’re forgetful as always, understandable." Yang Yingying blinks continuously, her voice calm, "You don’t need to co specially to comfort . You’re busy, I’m busy too."

"I was wrong." Mu Ran bends down, hands on knees, leaning forward to look at her. He gently pulls aside so strands of hair covering her face, seeing her clear black-and-white eyes misting over, his heart softens, "Don’t cry. I’ll buy you a bag, a newly launched limited edition through my sister-in-law."

"I don’t want it!"

"Ten of them."

"I don’t want it!!!"

"Ten new styles. Ninety vintage styles."

"I... You, Mu Ran, you’re too much." Yang Yingying sits cross-legged, clutching her laptop and placing it on her legs.

"I’ll throw in a sports car." Mu Ran says.

"Scram!"

"An apartnt in Shanghai."

"Mu Ran!"

Yang Yingying grits her teeth, "You really have a lot of money."

"Not really, but at least enough to cheer you up." Mu Ran rubs her puffed-up cheeks, "Don’t be mad, I was wrong, I won’t dare next ti."

"I won’t forgive you this ti." Yang Yingying folds her arms.

"Fine, then I’ll raid your favorite figurines."

"Shut up!" Yang Yingying fus to the point of not knowing how much this might cost if she keeps it up, "Tell , what’s your boyfriend like?"

Seeing her soften, Mu Ran also relaxes, "Good-looking, quite rich, a bit complicated family background, personality... okay."

As long as Xiao Yu’an doesn’t mind Xiao Jin, Mu Ran thinks his personality is good.

"Photo!" Yang Yingying reaches out her hand, palm up, motioning to her while whining to express her dissatisfaction.

Mu Ran lowers her head and chuckles softly.

Sitting on the tiger chair, she’s so cute, like a pink little tiger, fierce but lovable.

She digs through her photo album and hands her phone to her.

In the first photo, the man stands in the center of a socialite gathering, surrounded by so of society’s elite, yet he stands out, tall and straight, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, dressed in formal wear, a stern look exuding a cold, ascetic vibe.

In the second photo, he’s wearing a casual shirt, sleeves rolled up, buttons undone at the collar revealing a long, muscular neck and a pronounced Adam’s apple, exuding a very married vibe.

"He looks okay." Yang Yingying comnts.

Her best friend is beautiful, capable of finding any kind of man. This man seems like Mu Ran’s dream guy, if she’s not mistaken, Mu Ran’s probably attracted to his body.

Mu Ran: "When you have the chance, I’ll have him buy you dinner."

"Don’t think this matter is over. I’m very vengeful, I won’t let you off easily."

"Alright, noted. Don’t work too late, I have to get up early tomorrow, I’ll head off now." Mu Ran rembers she has to perform on the last day.

"Okay." Yang Yingying notices she’s not elaborating much about her boyfriend, as if she doesn’t plan on a long-term relationship, and doesn’t press further.

The next day.

Daylight breaks, everyone gets up earlier than usual.

The number of people entering the live stream is also exceptionally high, a lingering feeling of reluctant parting enveloping everyone.

Yang Yingying: "Today anyone can perform without any restrictions, as long as the instrunts are available on site, as long as the music can be licensed, we’ll work it out, but we hope everyone can finalize the performances early."

Five families discussed it last night.

They directly reported the performance list to the program team, today is mainly for training.

Mu Ran and Chu Xijin chose sothing unusual.

They chose... shouting rap!

After the choice, Mu Ran was dumbfounded, she doesn’t know how she was convinced by Xiao Jin to board this risky ship.

Everyone is training diligently, there’s not much show effect, but the number of viewers continues to rise, constantly setting new records.

At five in the afternoon.

The stage is set, Mao Ziyang and Mao Xiaomiao take the stage.

"Who Says" Skateboarding.

The five o’clock sunlight in Jiang Province is exceptionally intense, Mao Ziyang wears a long dress, standing there with a clearly defined curvy figure, makeup exquisitely charming, different from her usual timid self, radiating her own light like the lyrics shielding outside voices.

Mao Xiaomiao is skateboarding in rhythm.

With already cool short hair, wearing a baseball cap, she absolutely wows the audience during the performance.

[Xiao Miao, she really... never fall for a guy!]

[Ahhh, Xiao Miao is so cool.]

[Mao Ziyang unexpectedly shows charm, but Xiao Miao is cool, skateboarding in rhythm, who wouldn’t like it!!!]

[Xiao Miao skateboarding makes my blood boil, what is this?!]

[Ahhh, my daughter is so aweso!]

[So cool!]

[We’re all humans, how co she can skateboard like a pro at five, while I’m 25 still calling my mom.]

...

Mu Ran and Chu Xijin watch without blinking, Mu Ran loves the cool little girl so much, standing up to support Xiao Miao.

Her start was just perfect as the opening act.

Next, Zhu Wenzhen and his mom perform a cody routine, making everyone laugh until their belly hurts.

The next performance is Lin Wen Yu, he and his sister deeply express a song about their parents.

For the first ti, Lin Wen Yu sings a song about family love, eyes increasingly misty, "Ti, please slow down, don’t let you grow old anymore..."

"I like you being loved, I hope you’re happy..."

His sister sings with a sweet voice, performing a warm song that touches everyone.

[Good cry.]

[Ugh, I was already reluctant to part, but you make cry too, that’s too much.]

[Only two performances left and it’s ending.]

[This family has the singing genes, very moving.]

...

Xiong Guobing and Xiong Zunxiang then perform a girl group dance.

Xiong Guobing’s purpose is simple, he wants to make everyone laugh, his son needs to lose weight, there’s nothing more suitable than a girl group dance.

Xiong Zunxiang puckers his little lips, puts effort into showing each move, grandpa, grandma, all said lots of people like him, he must perform well to not let his fans down.

[Haha, my tears are held in my eyes, just start laughing.]

[Brother Xiangxiang’s little belly Duang Duang Duang.]

[Agile chubby kid hahaha...]

...

There’s only one final performance left.

Everyone quiets down, watching the two on stage, both wearing black martial arts-like outfits, standing not stiffly but tall.

When the music accompanint starts, those who’ve been watching the live stream are okay, but those popping in randomly are frozen, "Sh-shouting rap?"