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

Jing Jiaren sighed, every child would ask "Mom, where did I come from"?

The mothers have different opinions, some say they picked it up from the trash can; The flower is blooming, and inside is a child...

These fairy-tale stories can't get rid of SUN at all.

So every time SUN asked Jing Jiaren, she would reply lightly:

【You are from England. 】

【certainly not! 】

[If you are not from the UK, tell your mother where you are from? 】

SUN knew he was being fooled, but he had nothing to do with Jing Jiaren.

He tried to find answers to this in the past, such as seeing animals give birth...

[The little lion comes from the womb of its mother. 】

【You are not a lion, the chick is still hatched from the egg. 】

Although SUN is a genius, he inherited his father's "low EQ".

He doesn't like to watch romance movies, and he also hates those ambiguous scenes of kissing me, so he doesn't understand how to have children?

Wen Xinnuan told the truth last night, proving that his thoughts were correct——

"Queen, how did I come from your stomach? Why didn't the old man contribute anything..." But it was Dad.

Jing Jiaren was most afraid of such a series of questions.

"This started a long, long time ago, and it's a long, long story... SUN, you see, mom is very busy now, so I'll explain to you later when I have time?"

"Trick me again!"

"..."

"The most annoying thing is that you all treat me like a three-year-old child!" SUN puffed his face angrily!

Jing Jiaren sighed—child, you are already three years old.

……

In the lobby of the villa, the man sat casually on a huge blue velvet sofa, propped his head on one hand, half-closed his evil eyes, staring at the screen on one wall.

The red pupils burned violently like flames.

There was a cold and ruthless light in his eyes...

The surveillance video of Leng Aofeng breaking into the room last night was playing on the screen.

The wolf was extremely smart, agile, and had a clear goal. He even stood up to open the cabinet door and walked upright.

What's even more incredible is that when it sneaked into the master bedroom, it saw Jing Jiaren's oil painting in front of the bed.

It stood intently looking at the oil painting for at least 5 minutes...

With the warm light of the bedside lamp, it seems to see its sad expression, with water in its amber eyes.

Are those tears of wolves?

"It's unbelievable, young master, have you seen it?" Wilson stood behind Ximen Longting, "This wolf is just like a human."

Ximen Longting languidly held the remote control and backed away.

Unexpectedly, Elizabeth's face suddenly appeared in the video...

She was sitting on the sofa in the main living room, with a clear and serene smile, and a few strands of her high-cut hair fell down, revealing her graceful neck like a white swan.

【Is the first thing Miss Elizabeth knitted was also a sweater? 】

[No, it's a scarf.And it didn't work out in the end. 】

Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows and stepped back a little.

[Did I miss a needle? 】

[Missing stitches for beginners is normal.You are good at knitting. I couldn't learn it for a long time. 】

……

"Master," Wilson reminded, "This monitor was turned on on the day you requested it. I monitored some videos of Miss Elizabeth that day, and forgot to edit them."

However, Ximen Longting returned to the beginning, that is, when the surveillance video was turned on——

He looked at it deeply and carefully.