Chapter 950: Chapter 950: Chi Enen, I Can’t Protect Nuonuo

Baby Chi rushed over as soon as he got out of the car, the bed and sofa at the villa had been replaced, and the construction team had left.

The moment he got out of the car, he dashed in, “Woman, where is Nuonuo?”

“Next door, still sleeping.”

Baby Chi, as if relieved, visibly relaxed his little face. Once he calmed down, he realized that he didn’t know whose house this was. But he was used to Li Beijue owning properties everywhere, so he didn’t ask further, thinking it was just another apartment of Li Beijue’s. Looking up, he grabbed Chi Enen’s hand, suddenly saying, “Woman, can you go for a walk with me?”

Can you go for a walk with me?

Chi Enen was slightly taken aback, keenly sensing something was off with him, she immediately replied, “Sure, I was thinking of walking around the neighborhood too. Let’s go together.”

She took the little one’s hand, and to her surprise, the usually petulant child did not pull away disdainfully but silently followed her.

This area was a high-end villa district, each house set a hundred meters apart, with neatly trimmed greening and lawns. Walking along the road, one could smell the scent of camphor trees on either side.

Chi Enen did not rush him to talk, quietly holding his hand, guiding him on a walk.

She could feel Baby Chi occasionally stealing glances at her, but quickly turning his head away, as if afraid she would notice.

Chi Enen, pretending not to see his peeks, quietly accompanied him on his walk.

Finally, after walking for more than ten minutes, Baby Chi suddenly kicked a stone away and stopped, “Woman, am I not a good brother?”

Chi Enen patiently asked him, “Why do you say that?”

Baby Chi sullenly lowered his head, remaining silent.

Chi Enen thought for a moment, then continued, “I think you are a good brother. Look, Nuonuo likes you very much, doesn’t she? Also, the first doubled word Nuonuo learned to say was ‘brother.’ If you weren’t a good brother, Nuonuo wouldn’t learn to call you that.”

“That’s because I bribed her with a lollipop,” Baby Chi mumbled in a low voice, “She’s only one year old; she doesn’t understand anything. She’s just mimicking to call me brother because she wants to eat the lollipop. It has nothing to do with me being good or not, Woman, don’t try to fool me.”

Having a genius son with an off-the-charts IQ was a sweet trouble in itself. Chi Enen gazed at his dejected expression and paused, “Even if Nuonuo is only one year old, it doesn’t mean she can’t tell good from bad. Because she’s a child, she can feel more directly who is nice to her and who isn’t. She likes you, surely because you are nice to her. If you are nice to her, it means you are a good brother, right?”

“Not at all!” Baby Chi outright denied it!

Chi Enen, helplessly, asked, “What do you think makes a good brother?”

Baby Chi went silent again, his little face tense, both stubborn and forlorn.

Chi Enen, heart aching with sympathy, pondered for a moment before saying, “Is it because Nuonuo fell ill this time?”

The obstinately silent little boy suddenly raised his head, clearly struck by her words. His delicate mouth twitched unwillingly as he said, “Chi Enen, I couldn’t protect Nuonuo.”

Defeat, helplessness, and despondency flickered through his little phoenix eyes, so similar to a certain person’s.

“I can’t protect you, nor Nuonuo. I’m useless, I’m not a good brother.”