Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Wilson hesitated for a moment: "Master, I think that child is a bit naughty."

"Just naughty?"

"I remember that when the young master was young, he was also very naughty and full of hostility to the people around him." Wilson said dazedly, "That kid reminds me of the young master when he was young..."

Although wearing a cowboy hat, big sunglasses, and a pacifier...

I can't see what SUN looks like at all.

But his body proportions, and the unique temperament of the Ximen family exuding from his body, will bring a sense of similarity.

Ximen Longting's tall figure suddenly shook.

"Master, that's just a child." Wilson whispered, "It's more fun to be a child."

Ximen Longting looked uncertain: "When did you become so compassionate?"

Talking nicely about a child.

Wilson bowed his head in silence—

Is it because this child makes him feel very much like Ximen Longting when he was a child?

At that time, the wife had not passed away, and the young master was just stubborn, but not lonely and indifferent.

He can't help recalling the past...

But for Ximen Longting, any past about childhood is dark to him.

He never wanted to think about the past, it would remind him over and over again—how his mother died!

The two women he loved the most in his life both died at the hands of the old man.

Red eyes reflected in the mirror...

It was like an enchanting blood-colored flower blooming, and he lived for only one purpose.

Kill Master Ximen.

It was as if the blood had been splashed on the mirror, dripping strangely.

Standing behind Ji Zihan, she has been very quiet, because she knows that Ximen Longting needs her to be quiet, like a ball of air.

Only in this way, she will become an existence that he will not be bored with.

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A few days later, SUN's birthday.

Wen Xinnuan repeatedly begged Jing Jiaren not to leave until the birthday of Little Sun was over...

She thought about it, if Wen Xinnuan and Luo Lei participated in her son's third birthday, it would be very commemorative, so she agreed.

Early in the morning, the family was making arrangements for the birthday party.

Jing Jiaren heard a rustling sound...

She opened her eyes slightly, and saw the little guy standing in front of the mirror and changing clothes.

Wen Xinnuan is a shopaholic. In just a few days, she bought dozens of sets for SUN... various styles and types.

Now, at least half of the clothes have been pulled out and piled on the bed.

Jing Jiaren sat up: "Son, what are you doing?"

SUN's small body froze immediately.

"Wake up so early and change clothes?"

SUN is wearing a tie in his hand...

He had only worn child bows before, and had never worn a tie.

The child didn't know how to tie it, which caused the tie to be crumpled.

Jing Jiaren smiled, "Are you wearing a tie?"

"Hmm..." He muffled in response.

"Come here, mom will help you."

Sun turned his face happily, Pidiandian went to the bed cabinet, and handed the tie to Jing Jiaren.

She clearly remembered that this tie was specified by SUN.

I never saw my son interested in ties before...

Jing Jiaren helped him fasten it, and looked at it for a while, wondering why his appearance looked familiar?

"Sun, a gray casual suit, a blue plaid shirt, and a blue tie..." Jing Jiaren stared at him, "Isn't this an old man's attire?"