Chapter 800: Chapter 800: Why Sleep with The Neighbor Old Wang in Broad Daylight Chapter 800: Chapter 800: Why Sleep with The Neighbor Old Wang in Broad Daylight “Woman, you’re up?” Bae Chi coolly put away the watercolors Nuonuo knocked over and effortlessly picked up Nuonuo, whose small hand was still stubbornly reaching for her dirty face, and handed her to Huo Yi, calmly instructing, “Uncle Huo, please take Nuonuo to wash her hands, it wouldn’t be good if she accidentally ate the paint on them.”

“Certainly, Little Young Master,” Huo Yi said, taking Nuonuo to the washroom.

Only then did Bae Chi stand up and start tidying up the messy drawing tools while asking, “Woman, are you not feeling well and hiding it from me? How could you sleep so much during the daytime?”

“I…” Chi Enen’s face flushed as the scorching scenes from just now flashed in her mind, feeling her face grow even hotter. Fearing that Bae Chi would see through her, she quickly said, “I didn’t sleep well last night, so I was catching up on some sleep…”
Bae Chi turned around, seeing right through her lie with one glance, “Woman, your eyes are darting around.”

“Every time you lie, you can’t look me in the eyes. Your eyes darting around means you are lying.”

“What does not sleeping well last night have to do with The Neighbor Old Wang? Why did The Neighbor Old Wang also need to sleep with you?”

Chi Enen’s genius son mercilessly exposed her lie, leaving her utterly stunned.

The problem was, she couldn’t answer his question.

Bae Chi observed her with a piercing gaze, resembling a police officer who had caught a criminal in an interrogation. Those sharp eyes didn’t seem to belong to a 6-year-old child at all.

Under the pressure of his penetrating gaze, Chi Enen felt as if all her secretive thoughts were laid bare.

“Why do you need to sleep with Old Wang next door during daytime?”

“…”

Chi Enen’s throat felt as if it was blocked, and a line of sweat broke out on her forehead.

How could she answer that? Surely she couldn’t just tell him the ‘truth’ straight up.

Bae Chi, who wouldn’t drop the subject, kept interrogating her with those little police eyes of his.

Chi Enen, completely unable to think of a suitable excuse and at the pinnacle of embarrassment, suddenly caught a glimpse of the white T-shirt on the ground from the corner of her eye.

She decisively changed the subject, “Baby, did you and Nuonuo paint this together? It’s so beautiful. Is that flower your work or Nuonuo’s? Did you teach Nuonuo to paint it? And what about that blue balloon, did you paint that?”

Hmph.

His woman’s topic change was too abrupt, wasn’t it?

Bae Chi clearly didn’t want to let her off the hook and was about to keep pressing.

But Chi Enen had already quickly picked up the T-shirt from the ground, her eyes sparkling as she turned back to him and asked with admiration, “Baby, can this be for me? I’m going to have it framed and hang it in my office.”

“What’s there to frame?” Bae Chi said indifferently.

Yet, Chi Enen, treating the T-shirt like a treasure, said, “Because this is the first painting you and Nuonuo completed together, and you taught Nuonuo to paint it. I think it’s painted very well, it’s very whimsical, very beautiful.”

She said ‘very’ three times.

At first, Bae Chi maintained an indifferent expression on his face, but as she continued to compliment him, his expression began to shift uncomfortably, he turned away his head, although he still tried to act cool, the blush on the tips of his ears betrayed him, and he frowned impatiently, “Do whatever you want.”

“Then this T-shirt is mine now, huh.”

Chi Enen, observing his reaction, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, the topic had been diverted.