Daddy, Talk to Mommy First

"I don't know~" Qin Sui'an shook her little head honestly. She really didn't understand why her third uncle didn't let Uncle Crazy say that the painting was hers. She just happened to see the eye contact between Uncle Crazy on stage and third uncle below the stage.

Seeing the puzzled look on little one's face, Qin Haochen softly asked, "Ann, are you curious?"

"Um..." Qin Sui'an thought for a few seconds, then nodded her small head, "A little bit curious. Third Uncle didn't tell Ann, and neither did Grandma."

Qin Haochen wished he could hold little one in his arms at this moment, but unfortunately, there was a phone and thousands of miles between them. He raised his hand, gently rubbing the edge of the phone with his fingertip, and then said, "Ann, maybe your third uncle is worried that if everyone knows the painting is yours, they'll want you to paint for them too."

Qin Sui'an immediately understood and let out a long "Oh~~~."

"Third Uncle is worried Ann would be too tired!"