Chapter 179 - Was Not a Child

Chapter 179: Was Not a Child
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Therefore, she had only greeted Wang Feng without saying anything else.
She had not expected to make such a discovery now.
“Oh, then what tone should I have used? A tone of voice to coax a child? But, is she a child?” Fang Mo’er smiled meaningfully.!!
As expected, Wang Feng’s expression changed.
Speaking of which, Bai Rong was no longer a child.
Only children would only know how to cry after getting into trouble.
At this moment, in the live broadcast room, everyone saw Fang Mo’er continue to read after she had finished her sentence.
The audience was silent for a while.
Some fans started to become active again. “That’s right, even children know that you can’t run around in a bus, right?”
“You almost caused trouble for others and were even saved by others. Even children know how to say thank you, right?”
“Wasn’t it just a scratch? Is there a need to cry? She’s behaving as if her hand was broken.”
“By the looks of it, Bai Rong really does look like a child.”
At the scene, Han Tian finally managed to coax Bai Rong to stop crying.
The corners of Bai Rong’s eyes were still teary, as if she had been wronged.
However, after Fang Mo’er’s remark, everyone felt that Bai Rong really looked like an insensible child.
In the past, everyone had felt that Bai Rong looked weak and needed to be protected.
However, being weak did not mean that she should not understand the basic principles. It also did not mean that a few tears would be enough to wipe away her mistakes.
Bai Rong’s fans quickly clarified on the bullet screen, “My Sister Bai was just too scared for a moment, that’s why she was scared. This kind of reaction is very normal!”
“Sister Bai has always been kind to people, so she’s also a little at a loss when people criticize her. This world is too dangerous. Sister Bai has already done very well.”
The seaside was completely a resort area.
The car stopped at the seaside restaurant and the six guests got out of the car.
Bai Rong received a reminder from her manager.
Thus, she finally walked over and said to Fang Mo’er, “Miss Fang, thank you so much for what you did just now.”
Bai Rong’s expression of thanks seemed to be sincere and Fang Mo’er nodded. “Be careful next time.”
Bai Rong was displeased, but she kepta smile on her face. It was a soft and gentle smile.
Anyone who saw her would think that she was a very kind and good person.
Fang Mo’er did not want to stay with her any longer and walked into the restaurant.
Wang Feng was one step behind and reminded Bai Rong, “It’s better not to wear such high shoes.”
Bai Rong’s expression froze.
The main reason was that she was too short. If she did not wear high heels, it would be easy to tell at a glance that she was the shortest person out of everyone in the whole scene.
However, they would be responsible for cooking and serving dishes for this variety show. If she wore high heels all the time, it would be very inconvenient.
Fang Mo’er was already wearing canvas shoes.
Bai Rong gritted her teeth and returned to her own lounge.
She had no choice but to change into canvas shoes as well.
The guests faced the director.
“One of the customers ordered the drunken prawn dish. Who knows how to cook it?”
The other guests looked at each other.
Men rarely cooked. They looked at Fang Mo’er and Bai Rong, indicating that the men would just be in charge of helping out.
The women would have to be responsible for cooking.
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Bai Rong looked embarrassed and shook her head.
Fang Mo’er stood up and took the menu. “I know this dish.”
Wang Hong was not surprised by Fang Mo’er’s reaction.
When Fang Mo’er had been reading the recipe book, she had been looking up the most difficult dishes.
That meant that she was already familiar with the simpler recipes.
“Okay, you guys cooperate. The customers will be arriving in half an hour.”
The other guests followed Fang Mo’er into the kitchen.
They all rolled up their sleeves and prepared to help.
Fang Mo’er distributed the tasks for preparing the dishes.
Only Bai Rong was not assigned a task.
Bai Rong was in disbelief. “Then, what should I do?”
Fang Mo’er glanced at her gaudy nails. “You’ll be in charge of carrying the dishes.”
Bai Rong bit her lip. Did she think that she was just some kind of decoration?
“Why? Are you not convinced? Your fingers contain harmful substances.. If you prepare the dishes, it might even affect food hygiene,” said Fang Mo’er coldly.