Title: The Jilted Male Lead Hires a Mother for the Cute Shapeshifters
Translator: Fringe Manatee
Chapter 8- Mommy! (4)
She didn’t think she know this kid.
She searched her memories a few times and found nothing that suggested that the original owner has a child.
The original owner had never even dated and had been single since the day she was born.
Well then, why would a strange, little girl suddenly knock on her door and call her “mommy”?
It took Ye Qing less than a second to have it all figured out.
She might have stayed in the hotel for the past three days, but she still walked outside to shop for some stuff from time to time.
The population in this little town wasn’t high, so everyone would know about everything within a day or two.
When she was walking on the streets, many of those people she had never met before seemed to be keeping a distance from her.
She gathered that words of her being “infectiousness” had already been spread by her relatives.
Ye Qing wasn’t entire unhappy about that.
In a small town like this one, everybody liked to hang out and gossip. It wasn’t entirely a bad thing that nobody would go and gossip with her.
Others might need a social life, but not Ye Qing.
She preferred to be alone.
What she didn’t expect was that her “illness” wasn’t the only rumor that was leaked, but also her “apartment”
And now, someone had come up with the idea of calling her mom for the sake of the apartment
Her motherly instinct would be brought out in the last of her days and finally she’d leave the apartment to this little girl…
Tsk tsk tsk. That was quite something!
Ye Qing tried to free herself from the little girl’s grip but she failed.
Smiling like a mother, she said in a very tender voice, “Little kid, I am not your mother.”
There were ripples in the little girl’s sapphire-like eyes. Her grip around Ye Qing tightened, and she said with the most definitive tone, “Yes! You are my mom! Mommy! I missed you so much!” quq
Such great acting at such a young age.
Ye Qing was utterly amazed by all this.
Oh, the attraction of a two-bedroom, one-bath apartment in a large city.
As much as Ye Qing admired that, she maintained her smile while reaching out her hand and rubbing the white and cute cheek of the little kid, “What’s your name?”
The little, cat-like girl squinted her eyes comfortably and said sweetly, “My name is Chen Mien. ‘Chen’ like sink and ‘mien’ as in cotton candy. That’s also my nickname, and also how mommy used to call me.”
“Oh, little cotton candy,” Ye Qing reached into her pocket and pulled out a very commonly seen tangerine candy in a yellow package and asked, “Would you like a piece of candy?”
Cotton Candy nodded forcefully and said, “Yes!”
Patiently, Ye Qing unwrapped the candy and placed it inside of Chen Mien’s wide-open mouth.
Then, she patted the little girl on her head and coaxed, “Now stand up straight.”
The little girl was much happier now that her mother had fed her a piece of candy and patted her on her head. Obediently, she let go of her mother’s thighs and stood up straight.
“Good girl,” said Ye Qing. “Now stretch out your arms.”
The little girl’s eyes beamed and immediate throw up her arms. Her cheek was puffy and she looked intently at Ye Qing.
And mommy was going to hug her too!!
Her mommy still loved her even though she didn’t remember anything else!
The mommy of Cotton Candy was so nice!!
Ye Qing bent down slightly and picked up the little girl with her arms straight.
The little girl was up in the air, but her body was an arm’s length from Ye Qing’s.
While the little girl hadn’t comprehending what was going on, Ye Qing had quickly placed her outside of the heavy iron door and immediately shut it in front of her.
Sure, the little girl was very cute.
But her name was Ye Qing.
It wasn’t Moron.