The misunderstanding was finally resolved, and Chi Enen felt a sense of relief wash over her. As her eyes landed on the vitamins on the table, she was about to tell him about the medical checkup at the hospital this afternoon.
A small figure emerged from the study room. Chi Jingchen was dressed in British-style bandeau pants, looking every bit the little aristocrat, shuffling his feet in an out-toeing gait, casting a supremely unconcerned glance at them. "Did you guys forget that I'm still at home..."
How could he have such shameless parents who were all over each other at home, anytime, without a care in the world that he was still there?
His dark, large eyes, as cunning as a fox's, made a round before he mischievously blinked, speaking in a milky voice, "Carry on, don't mind me, I'm just here to get a glass of water, then I'll go back to painting."
