Chapter 11: Where Are Your Mom and Dad?

"Mom, why did you hit me?" Su Chenfei was still dazed.

He had suffered a nightmare for half the night and had finally gotten some good sleep, only to be woken up by a slap from his own mother.

Yawning widely, Su Chenfei said he was still sleepy.

Old Lady Su said speechlessly, "Don't you want to take a look over there?"

While Su Chenfei was rubbing his eyes in a super unflattering way, he turned his head and saw the live-stream camera, remembering that they had shooting scheduled for today. In fact, these past few years, having nightmares before significant events had become usual for him.

As for his image that couldn't be cleansed no matter what, he had acquired a resigned attitude. After all, even if his eldest brother set out to sue those spreading rumors, they mysteriously would never be able to find anyone.

But this time it was different. Little Auntie was with him, and he also had the important task of making Little Auntie liked by the audience. Image was important!

With that in mind, Su Chenfei sprang out of bed, ran his fingers through his hair, and lifted one corner of his mouth to smile at the camera: "Good morning, babies."

[Yuck, why has Su Wanku suddenly become so greasy? It's really disgusting.]

[Who are your babies? Get out of the production crew!]

[Take your illegitimate daughter and get out of the Entertainment Circle.]

Those who had just praised Su Chenfei for his good looks didn't want to speak up for him anymore. Regarding male stars in the Entertainment Circle, it wasn't a problem to be unattractive, but being handsome and deliberately flaunting it made one come off as slimy.

"Seventh grandchild, good morning!" The sudden baby voice ended Su Chenfei's greasy pose in an instant.

His thin lips immediately curved into a gentle arc as he crouched down and said to Mianmian with a tender gaze, "Good morning, Little Auntie."

[???? I'm dying, is Su Chenfei an expression king or what? I couldn't even react to that instant switch.]

[Ahhhh, I wanted to gouge my eyes out a second ago, and now I've been charmed by Su Chenfei's expression. What kind of gentle father is this?]

[Uh, is he really a dad though? Calling her Little Auntie?]

Mianmian stretched out her little hand, "It's time to brush your teeth and wash your face, Seventh grandchild, then eat breakfast, take the car, and even take an airplane. We have so many things to do."

Su Chenfei put on his slippers, didn't take Mianmian's hand, but instead picked her up: "Alright, let's go, we'll take the airplane to wash up and brush our teeth."

Many adults and children have played this airplane game, where an adult lifts a child, and the kid stretches out their arms like an airplane.

The duo "flew" into the washroom, making the camera tremble a few times, signifying the crew almost couldn't keep up.

[Little Auntie? Seventh grandchild? Did I hear that wrong?]

[No, you didn't hear wrong. That's really what they were calling each other.]

[Could it be that when Su Chenfei's mother calls this little girl Xiaogu, it's not the 'gu' for mushroom but the 'gu' for auntie?]

[Maybe it's a term of endearment for his daughter? After all, Little Auntie doesn't necessarily mean the elder kind of Little Auntie.]

In the washroom, the two were squeezing toothpaste.

Mianmian stood on a chair with a large toothbrush in her hand, while Su Chenfei held a small one. After squeezing the toothpaste, he naturally handed the small toothbrush to Mianmian, bowing his head respectfully, "Little Auntie, please use the toothbrush!"

Mianmian also naturally accepted the toothbrush with one hand and made a sound like "Eh," mimicking the voice of an old lady, "My dear Grandson is so good, Little Auntie likes you so much!"

After saying that, she even stood on tiptoes and patted Su Chenfei's head.

Clearly, they were imitating something, but the audience was once again confused. The anti-fans also forgot to continue boycotting Su Chenfei and were completely baffled instead.

[What's going on? Are they role-playing?]

[I mean, even if we're playing role-play, I wouldn't have my daughter call me Grandson, right?]

[I can't understand what's happening. What exactly is going on?]

The big one and the little one finished brushing their teeth with electric toothbrushes and began washing their faces with basins. After washing his face, Su Chenfei took out a jar of children's face cream from the cabinet above the wash basin and started to apply it on Mianmian's face as part of her skincare routine.

The cabinet door was left open, revealing seven jars of cream inside, each with a label on it. From front to back, the labels read in turn: Eldest Grandchild, Second Grandchild, Third Grandchild, Fourth Grandchild, Fifth Grandchild, Sixth Grandchild.

The jar in Su Chenfei's hand was labeled "Seventh Grandchild," the writing clearly visible under the high-definition camera.

All of a sudden, the voice of an unfamiliar elder rang out in the room, "Little Seven, what are you doing? Today is Monday, and you should be using the cream I bought for Little Auntie! How dare you sneakily use the one you bought, are you asking to be kicked?"

Just from his voice, one could tell he was a lively old man.

The next second, a foot clad in cloth shoes forcefully invaded the shot, aiming a kiss at Su Chenfei's backside.

Su Chenfei grimaced as the kick landed, nearly dropping the jar of cream. Remembering they were filming, he strained to maintain his facial expression, his eyes twitching as he turned towards the camera, "Dad, we're filming, can you not do that, please?"

Elder Su paid no heed, standing outside the camera's view, his voice filled with grievance, "Little Auntie, Little Seven is not playing fair. You've got to be the fair head of the household. We had agreed to use my cream on Mondays, right?"

Mianmian, who was blocked by Su Chenfei, didn't see Elder Su's flying kick, but she did hear his words.

So she clutched Su Chenfei's hand, examined the labels on the small jars closely, and nodded, "Yes, Mianmian is the fairest and most just elder."

She stretched out her little hand to pick up Elder Su's jar of cream, opened it up, and applied it on her face once more.

[No way, Su Chenfei's dad is also self-identifying as a grandchild? This little milk baby's family ranking is no joke. ]

[You guys believe that? It's definitely a ploy made up by the Su Family to whitewash Su Chenfei.]

[Hehehe, if they're really trying to whitewash him like this, isn't the price too high? Su Chenfei's father, Su Linsheng, is a celebrity. His Wikipedia page says he's 60 years old. Is it really worth it?]

The online comments flared up again, as the entry "Su Chenfei takes Little Auntie on a variety show" quietly climbed the trending searches, ranking just above and below "Su Chenfei's Illegitimate Daughter."

After brushing their teeth and washing their faces, Su Chenfei carried Mianmian downstairs for breakfast.

Mianmian's breakfast was bread with milk. The beautiful milk bottle, newly bought by Old Lady Su, was adorned with cute little lamb patterns.

She first ate the bread, then held the milk bottle with her little face all puffed up, taking big gulps.

The program team arranged for a pre-variety show interview with the adorable kids, with questions based on the morning activities of the guests. Adults and children were interviewed separately, without any reminders allowed.

It was the first time Mianmian faced the camera alone. Despite having instructed Mianmian to look at the camera and such, Su Chenfei was still extremely worried and stood nervously behind her.

"Mianmian, what is your relationship with Su Chenfei?" The program team's first question was a bombshell. To get an answer, the staff even offered milk candy, something most children like, "If you answer uncle truthfully, uncle will give you this tasty milk candy."

Mianmian was very close to the camera, remembering what the grandkids and grand nephews had said about looking at the camera when asked questions alone, so she leaned in closer, her big curious eyes staring into the lens, "I'm his Little Auntie, and he's my Seventh Grandchild."

The high-definition camera was in close-up, and Little Bun leaned in so close, as if wanting to give a kiss, looking adorably cute.

[Wuuu, I have to say, this little girl really melts my heart.]

[So young and already lying, that's enough. ]

[Hehehe, if they really are Little Auntie and Seventh Grandchild, I'll wash my hair standing on my head!]

"Then do you have anything to prove he's your Seventh Grandchild?" The staff continued to ask.

Mianmian frowned and pondered before responding, "My dad and mom told me, he's my Seventh Grandchild."

"And where are your dad and mom?" the staff asked with a chuckle, "Can they come over here and talk?"

When Su Chenfei heard the staff bringing up Mianmian's parents, he was so angry he could bite metal. This program team had no decency, always touching on the most sensitive topics, didn't they?

What if they made Little Auntie cry?

The Su Family members also clenched their fists. They had been trying to find ways to help Mianmian's parents recover quickly. Mianmian had only just stopped being so upset. What if she started crying again? Could the program team compensate for that?

Mianmian hadn't expected to be asked about her parents' whereabouts, and thinking about her parents still asleep on the mountain, she felt a twinge in her nose, and her eyes began to well up with tears.