The Long Aotian Cub Becomes the Pampered Darling of a Wealthy Family 21

Chapter 21

The sun had climbed halfway up the sky at some point.

The thick, dark clouds were torn apart by the scattered rays of the sun, casting several golden beams through the grayish-black crevices.

On the balcony near the back garden, a soft sunlight washed over Tiantian’s face, dotting his nose and eyelids with what looked like gold dust, making him sparkle beautifully.

Shen Tiantian hugged his toy car, his thick, long lashes fluttering slightly in the sunlight. He looked at his cousin, who had inexplicably made up with him again, and the confusion was written all over his face.

“Cousin, are you not angry anymore?”

Why does this little fool say whatever is on his mind? Ye Jiabao thought.

“Of course I’m not angry. I was just spacing out for a bit and didn’t hear you call me to play with the toy car.”

Shen Tiantian was a rather gullible cub. Hearing this, he scratched his little face and couldn’t help but nod.

“Alright then. You’ve been so silly lately, always spacing out.”

Sometimes, Shen Tiantian would call Ye Jiabao several times, but he would just stare blankly without responding.

Thinking this, Shen Tiantian couldn’t help but pat Ye Jiabao’s shoulder with his small hand. He put on a mature expression, the baby fat on his chubby cheeks tensing as he said:

“Cousin, you don’t have to worry. I’m very smart. In the future… I’ll take care of you when you’re old.”

Ye Jiabao: “…”

For a moment, a curse almost escaped his lips.

Fortunately, Ye Jiabao glanced at the camera, tried his best to suppress his anger, and forced a somewhat unsightly smile.

“Well, thank you so much for that!”

Shen Tiantian was still cheerful. He waved his small hand and said:

“You’re welcome, you’re welcome.”

After all, he was a smart little cub who didn’t space out.

He happily shook his head a couple of times, placed the toy car on the ground, and started discussing how to play with his cousin.

Shen Tiantian was a little chatterbox. He circled the car, mumbling on and on. When he turned his head and saw Ye Jiabao with a straight face, not responding again, his little brows couldn’t help but furrow.

“Cousin?”

Ye Jiabao saw that the sun had come out.

He was adjusting his angle to show off the better side of his nose, smiling with his lips pressed together, doing his best to reveal his perfect side profile.

But Shen Tiantian was calling him again. Ye Jiabao didn’t want to give up his side profile to the camera, so he could only glance at Shen Tiantian out of the corner of his eye.

“I heard you. What did you just say?”

Shen Tiantian slapped his little forehead hard.

His little expression seemed to have reached the peak of helplessness. He let out a heavy sigh, looking as mature as a pineapple-headed toddler of three or four shouldn’t.

“Cousin, this won’t do.”

Shen Tiantian spread his hands, shrugged his little shoulders, and shook his head, mimicking Auntie Mu-Mu’s usual helpless expression.

“Other wittle fwiends won’t be as patient as me. They won’t wait for you to play with them.”

Hearing this, Ye Jiabao didn’t think there was anything wrong with it.

“It’s fine. I’m long past the age of playing with little brats.”

Ye Jiabao’s body housed a mature soul. It was already a great feat of patience for him to be here talking to Shen Tiantian.

If it weren’t for the camera, Ye Jiabao wouldn’t even step foot in this demonic den of the Shen family again!

In the live stream chat, a bunch of netizens typed out a series of dots.

[What does that mean? Why is this cousin talking so strangely?]

[It’s really jarring. Tiantian’s eyes are so pure, and sometimes he’s naughty and gets spanked, but why is his cousin always pretending to be a grown-up?]

The netizens didn’t think too much about it. A child of three or four, no matter how scheming, how much could they really scheme?

But Shen Tiantian had already completely given up on the idea of playing with his cousin.

A long cobblestone path was laid out in the villa’s backyard, along with a sunroom for flowers and a small, open-air swimming pool.

However, the members of the Shen family didn’t like to swim outside, so the pool was empty, with only a small parasol, a round table, and a lounge chair placed beside it.

Shen Tiantian ran to the backyard by himself, stepped on the cobblestone path, and hugged his toy car, mimicking the sound of an engine as he ran back and forth like a little spinning top.

When he got tired, he flopped onto the lounge chair, his arms hanging limply.

The chubby flesh of his little face was squeezed by the lounge chair. Shen Tiantian hung his head, exhausted but in high spirits.

“Go, Miracle!” he shouted, pressing the start button on the toy car.

Ye Jiabao saw him lying on the chair by himself, shouting chuunibyou lines from a cartoon, and only felt embarrassed.

His mouth twitched. Ye Jiabao glanced at the camera that was following Shen Tiantian and, in order to get some screen time, had no choice but to sit down next to him.

Shen Tiantian was still humming the cartoon’s ending theme when his ears suddenly perked up. He heard the roar of a car engine from the front yard.

“My little cake is here~”

In the morning, Shen Tiantian had called Shen Yuanchuan and cried pitifully for a long time, successfully earning himself a small cake.

As soon as he heard the sound of the car, Shen Tiantian hurriedly trotted over.

He flashed across the camera frame like an afterimage.

The cameraman quickly followed, chasing after him, but couldn’t get a single complete shot.

Ye Jiabao had just struck a pose when the cameraman ran off. He was furious and secretly cursed Shen Tiantian several times in his heart.

But on the surface, he still had to pretend to be considerate and shout:

“Tiantian, don’t run so fast. You’ll fall.”

As soon as he said that, Shen Tiantian, who had already reached the lawn, tripped over his own feet and flew forward like a small cannonball.

Like a round little rubber ball, he rolled twice on the lawn and landed face down at Shen Xiuze’s feet.

The black and white panda-colored fluffy pajama jacket was now completely devoid of white, thoroughly black.

Shen Tiantian lay on the lawn for a long time before lifting his dirty little face. A small part of his chin was swollen, but his eyes were sparkling brightly.

“Where’s my little cake?”

Shen Xiuze looked at his brother, who was so dirty he didn’t know where to start. He opened his mouth, moved his feet with difficulty, and got a little closer to him.

“What little cake?”

Shen Xiuze had only come back for lunch.

He reached out his hand, his expression hesitant and uncertain. After a long struggle, he gently pinched the relatively clean ear of Shen Tiantian’s hood with his fingertips.

Although he was disgusted, Shen Xiuze still asked, “Can you stand up?”

Hearing that there was no small cake, Shen Tiantian’s heart was completely broken. He lay on the ground, a little fat fish with no dreams.

“I can’t, wuwu~”

“Get up first. I can’t carry you.”

Shen Xiuze was a germaphobe and very particular. After Shen Tiantian had rolled around in the grass, the fact that he could bring himself to pinch the ear of his hood was already a testament to Shen Tiantian’s cuteness.

But anything more, like picking the little one up, he couldn’t do.

Shen Tiantian seemed to have lost his soul, like a soft jelly slumped on the ground. His hood was pulled over his head, and his little face was buried in the grass, cutting off all communication with the world.

Shen Xiuze called him twice and finally had to give up.

Seeing the cameraman rush over, Shen Xiuze nodded at him.

“The camera uncle is here, Shen Tiantian. If you keep playing dead and don’t get up, all the viewers will see you.”

Shen Tiantian’s hood moved. His little face peeked up, and he stole a glance at the camera that was filming him.

“That’s not it.” Shen Tiantian’s idol’s burden weighed a thousand jin. He quickly scrambled up from the ground and pointed to the patch of grass.

“It tripped me.” He even tried to save face. “I was tired and just lying down for a little while.”

He wiped his dirty little face, which was covered in mud spots, but only managed to make it dirtier.

“I’m a very clean child.”

From a distance, the netizens had seen Shen Tiantian fall flat on his face on the lawn. He was being stubborn and refusing to admit it, which made them all laugh.

[That’s right, a clean little dirty dog baby.]

[Hahaha, look in the mirror and say you love cleanliness again.]

[Shen Xiuze’s disgusted expression is so obvious, haha, just like my mom!]

Shen Tiantian couldn’t read. He looked at the frantically scrolling comments on the tablet held by a staff member’s older sister, not understanding, so he could only smile shyly and scratch his chin with his small hand.

His chin was scraped, and after he scratched it twice, a trickle of blood began to seep out.

Shen Xiuze frowned, squatted down, and looked directly at Shen Tiantian’s chin. He said:

“Don’t move. Let me see your chin.”

The scrape wasn’t serious, but Shen Tiantian’s skin was fair and tender. His little face was too dirty to look at, and his chin was swelling up at a visible rate.

“Your chin is scraped. Go upstairs, change your clothes, and wash your face first. We’ll apply some anti-swelling and hemostatic ointment later.”

Only then did Shen Tiantian belatedly feel the pain.

Without waiting for Shen Xiuze to follow, he hurriedly ran off on his short little legs, stood in front of the full-length mirror in the living room, and looked at his face.

His face was a patchwork of black and white. The hood on his little head was also covered in a layer of muddy water. The little cub was wet and dirty, like a stray puppy that had wandered into the house from somewhere.

Shen Tiantian was struck by lightning. He looked at his ugly little appearance, his chin was even broken, and sorrow welled up from within.

What was even sadder was that the cameraman had recorded everything.

Craning his little neck, Shen Tiantian let out a couple of whimpers, and large, hot tears fell with a plop.

It was bad enough that there was no small cake, but now his face was ruined too.

He was so miserable.