Hearing Political Commissar Wen's words, Tuanzi had no objection and nodded, "Okay." Young Master Ye, on the other hand, followed behind the two with a guilty conscience.
Inside the auditorium.
Ye Wanying was discussing tomorrow's arrangements with the quartermaster when she saw her son, with red, teary eyes, being carried over by Wen Mu.
"What's wrong?" He took two steps forward and took the little one into his arms.
The little girl, who had finally managed to stop crying, started sobbing again: "Waaah, Mommy... Mommy... Mommy..." she kept calling for her mother.
Ye Wanying didn't understand what was going on for a moment: "Okay, okay, tell Mom, what happened?"
Unfortunately, the little dumpling wouldn't peek out from his mom's shoulder, so Wenmu finally spoke up and said one word: "Face."
Ye Wanying then forcibly pried her son's head off her shoulder. When she saw the dark marks on his face, she frowned and asked:
"What's going on? What did you get on your face?"
Wen Mu could only recount in detail how the villain had caused chaos in his father's office, ruining the entire room and implicating him.
Ye Wanying was surprised to hear this: "Huh? He did it himself? With ink?"
Wen Mu nodded: "Yes, I've washed it with soap many times but it still won't come off. Sister-in-law, do you have any ideas?" If it really can't be washed off, the little guy will cry for days.
"Mmm..."
The little one continued to cry, but as he cried, his cute little ears twitched, clearly indicating that he was eavesdropping.
When he heard his mother say it was okay, he really let out a few more wails before stopping crying.
.........
After leaving the auditorium, the little one finally agreed to walk by himself, since there were so many people in the auditorium.
Ye Wanying, holding the hand of a shy little one, never let her lips curl into a smile: "Who told you to be naughty? Will you do it again?"
Upon hearing this, Tuanzi immediately shook her head.
I promise I'll never play with fountain pens again!
That's terrifying!
Back home, Ye Wanying had the little one sit on the sofa and wait, while she went to the bathroom to fetch a washbasin, mixed warm water, and then beckoned:
"come over."
"Okay, Mommy."
Next to the washbasin is a bottle of makeup remover oil. If even makeup remover oil can't handle this, then even a god can't help you.
"Close your eyes."
"Okay, I've closed it, Mom, hurry up!" I don't want to look so ugly anymore.
Fortunately, after applying makeup remover twice, the ink stains were completely gone: "OK, they're gone."
Upon hearing this, the little boy immediately opened his eyes, then took out Ye Yuerui's small mirror to look at himself. He found that there were really no black marks left, and his little face finally smiled.
"It's gone! Mommy is amazing!"
My mom is the best, no one is as good as her.
Ye Wanying smiled helplessly, then took out baby cream from the drawer: "Here, put on some lotion."
Because I washed her so many times, her delicate little face was already red in several patches. I applied some baby cream to moisturize it and prevent it from drying out and peeling later.
After wiping my face, I used makeup remover on my hands as well.
"Forget it, you might as well just throw this outfit away."
About twenty minutes later, the little guy appeared in the auditorium looking refreshed and clean.
Ye Yuerui had been waiting there. When she saw that the ink stains on the little boy's face were indeed gone, she breathed a sigh of relief. Now he wouldn't cry anymore, right?
The little man, upon seeing Ye Yuerui, strode forward and took out a small mirror from his pocket: "Hmph, here you go, you bad uncle!"
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