Lin Yu truly wasn't being polite or making small talk to fill the silence with Maomao.
Maomao, with her strikingly unconventional hair color, was now dressed in a well-fitted suit.
It was quite a unique and youthful sight!
As for why she was wearing a suit, Lin Yu understood perfectly well.
She was the little host for the birthday party, after all!
What a pity.
Today wasn't a grand occasion, somewhat wasting Maomao's first experience as a host.
In the future, he absolutely must find a larger temple—figuratively speaking—to send her off to be the head host.
"Mr. Yu, I've been waiting here for you."
"The venue setup for the birthday party has already begun. I was worried we wouldn't finish everything before ten o'clock."
"So I had everyone start working on it first. If there's anything you're not satisfied with, you can let me know at any time."
"I will definitely coordinate and have everyone make the changes."
"The birthday person is the most important; their wishes are the top priority."
Maomao spoke rapidly.
It was very obvious.
She had prepared this speech quite a bit before Lin Yu came out.
That "Mr. Yu" actually sounded pretty good.
"So all this was your preparation?"
"You've worked hard, Maomao. I really like the hall decorations."
"It's just... where did you buy all this stuff?"
"At this hour, the supermarkets shouldn't be open yet. It's impressive you managed to get them!"
Lin Yu couldn't help but praise her.
At the same time.
He was genuinely curious about how Maomao had pulled it off.
Maomao put her hands behind her back and said in an unusually formal tone:
"Mr. Yu, these items were included in the shopping list from the first purchase."
"There was nothing that needed to be prepared last minute, so it wasn't difficult."
Lin Yu: "???"
With a normal person's train of thought, one really couldn't comprehend Maomao's actions.
During a challenge about spending money, why buy such meticulous and inexpensive things?
To use them for her own birthday gathering later?
Sigh.
She really had too much energy with nowhere to channel it!
"Alright, alright, very foresighted indeed."
"Then..."
"I'll leave the venue matters to you. I'll go see if there's anywhere I can help."
As he spoke.
Lin Yu took a step forward, ready to walk away.
Before he could take two steps, Maomao quickly appeared by his side.
Her slender arm stretched out, blocking Lin Yu's path.
"Mr. Yu, please don't go over there!"
"How can the guest of honor do manual work themselves?"
"I've already privately asked Shui, Chi, Mian, and Yao."
"Those four, along with Aunt Qimeng and Aunt Ruxue, will handle decorating the hall."
"The guest of honor only needs to eat breakfast and rest. Please come with me over here."
Maomao's reaction truly made Lin Yu marvel inwardly.
This wasn't just hiring a host; it was like hiring a one-day nanny!
Since when did a host also manage someone's daily schedule?
Maomao must have some strange misunderstanding about the word "host"!
However.
Lin Yu had no intention of correcting her "deviation of duties."
Having his day clearly planned out for him wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
Maomao led the way, and Lin Yu followed her to the dining room.
"Xiao Yu's awake? Happy Birthday!"
"Lin Yu, happy birthday."
"Happy birthday!"
"..."
Seeing Lin Yu appear, everyone paused their work, greeting him one by one and offering their sincere wishes.
Lin Yu felt a bit like a celebrity surrounded by fans; his vanity was greatly satisfied.
He waved, greeting everyone:
"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. I originally wanted to go help..."
As he spoke.
Lin Yu pointed at Maomao, spread his hands, and made a helpless expression.
Seeing this, Chen Qimeng quickly walked closer and reminded Lin Yu:
"Xiao Yu, no need to help. There's not that much work."
"There are plenty of us here already; you'd just slow things down."
"Breakfast is being kept warm in the steamer. You can just open it and eat."
"Have Maomao eat something with you. She didn't sleep at all last night."
While mentioning breakfast.
Chen Qimeng also didn't forget to inform Lin Yu about Maomao's sleepless night in this way.
At the very least.
Getting an hour or two of rest would be good.
Chen Qimeng wanted Du Ruxue to persuade Maomao to rest first.
Everything else could be set aside temporarily; physical health was especially important.
But Du Ruxue simply refused to go, even arguing that Maomao needed to grow up and learn to endure some hardship.
She had truly mastered the art of creating difficulties where none existed.
Lin Yu looked at Maomao in astonishment.
Staying up very late last night or waking up extremely early today would have been enough to show Maomao's dedication.
But she hadn't rested at all?
She had pulled quite a few all-nighters recently.
Their bodies simply couldn't be compared to Lin Yu's; Lin Yu had system enhancements!
What did Maomao have?
A thought process like a system program?
Lin Yu made an "OK" gesture, signaling for Aunt Qimeng not to worry.
Arriving at the dining room.
Before Lin Yu could speak, Maomao anxiously blurted out:
"Mr. Yu, I'm not tired."
When it came to stubbornness and refusing to admit defeat, Lin Yu had never bowed to anyone.
Maomao was one of the few exceptions.
Lin Yu had anticipated this, so he had prepared his argument in advance.
"What's wrong? Are you afraid to rest, worried that a few hours of sleep will ruin everything?"
"If that's all you're capable of, how will you live independently outside?"
"Since you accepted Aunt Ruxue's challenge, you should face it with your body in the best condition!"
"You've pulled at least two all-nighters in the last three days, right?"
"Planning to call it quits after today, is that it?"
"If you're this afraid of running out of time, you're hardly a worthy opponent for me..."
Lin Yu said this.
While also making a gesture of shaking his head helplessly.
Disappointment was written all over his face.
Maomao immediately froze on the spot.
Clearly.
She hadn't expected Lin Yu to say this at all!
Afraid to sleep... because she was worried about running out of time?
Afraid to sleep... because she felt sleeping meant losing?
The whole situation could be interpreted this way?
Maomao: "Mr. Yu, I'm not worried about losing..."
Lin Yu interrupted: "Then why aren't you going to sleep now? Is there anything at the venue that absolutely cannot proceed without you?"
Maomao: "Strictly speaking, no."
Lin Yu took out his phone and checked the time.
The agreed time for everyone was to have dinner together, eat cake, and enjoy drinks and conversation.
As for lunchtime, they would simply cook some noodles for everyone to eat.
Calculating it.
Maomao could still sleep for at least four hours.
"You have four hours to sleep. If you truly believe you're not afraid,"
"then go back, rest properly, and meet up with everyone later."
...
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