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

What piano, violin, painting, swimming, racing car, long-distance running, rock climbing...

"Tens of thousands of awards," Jing Jiaren clicked her tongue, "So you have won awards since you were born?"

"2 is old."

"2 years old!?"

Ximen Longting won the first children's painting award at the age of 2. From the preliminary semi-finals to the finals, he has won three trophies.

Since then, Ximen BOSS has embarked on the road of no return to winning awards.

According to his explanation, the butler would sign up for any competitions at that time.

Of course, what Ximen Longting wants is not trophies and vanity, but what the Ximen family wants is NO. 1.

He has been cultivated as an heir since he was a child, and he is strict and demanding in all aspects, and the competition is the best proof of his hard work.

"Didn't you hire a royal private teacher when you were young?" Jing Jiaren asked.

"Go to aristocratic schools as well, to make a name for yourself." In fact, I went to class for a few days.

Whenever the school has activities, Ximen Longting has to participate, it can be said that it is full of glory.

Of course he also often participates in national competitions.

For example, there are many events in swimming, and there are also many events in running. He can bring back all the trophies.

According to this calculation, as long as there is only one day of competition in a week, you can bring back a bunch of trophies.

Jing Jiaren said in an uproar, "Is there any project that you haven't won an award for? ——or didn't touch it."

"track and field."

"Are you good at track and field?"

Ximen Longting glanced at her deeply and far away: "The posture is ugly!"

Fortunately, Jing Jiaren didn't drink any water, otherwise she would have sprayed tea.But after thinking about it, if Ximen Longting ran track and field with his feet and hips twisted, he would walk like a duck... A generation of wisdom is really ruined.

Ximen Longting pinched her chin: "Woman, what are you thinking about!?"

"I think you run track and field..."

"Don't you dare to think about it! I will let you walk all the way in the future..."

Jing Jiaren: "..."

Ximen Longting continued to slide down, showing Jing Jiaren the awards he had won one by one, and occasionally talking about what happened at that time when he thought of it.

"Jing Jiaren!"

"Ok?"

"I started winning awards when I was two years old, how old is SUN?"

"..."

"This son will be far behind me!"

"SUN is not bad. He inherited your comprehensive genes, and he is very good at learning everything. He just didn't go to the competition. If he went to the competition, he would still get the prize back."

"So? He still can't even play a complete piano piece."

"It's hard for children to play the piano well, because their fingers are short!"

"Is there a better excuse?" Ximen Longting squinted at her.

Jing Jia was eager to protect her son, so she spoke for her son, "He is still so young, why do I have so many strict demands on him? What are you doing with so many trophies? I just want him to be happy."

Ximen Longting paused his fingers, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Great mother."

Jing Jiaren suddenly realized something, and tugged at his sleeve: "That's not what I meant, of course I think it's great that you won so many awards..."

"hypocritical."

"Where do I have it?"

"Just now I said what to do with so many awards, but in a blink of an eye I flatter you!"

"That's different, because you lived so hard when you were a child, without yourself, I love you." Jing Jiaren said seriously, "I really love you, so I don't want my son to follow your old path."

Ximen Longting smiled coldly: "Is it hard work? Maybe I have been living like that all the time, and I don't know what suffering is."

"..."