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

Now Jing Jiaren was sitting between the father and son.

"Sun, see why Dad doesn't say hello, learn to say good morning, Dad."

"I don't have such a disgusting hobby..."

"..."

"Talking about such a disgusting topic while eating makes SUN lose his appetite!"

Jing Jiaren: "..."

Brat, are you the "idol" who treats you like this!Ximen Longting, after breakfast, you can change into that racing suit and kill your son instantly!

Jing Jiaren winked at Ximen Longting, Ximen boss was eating calmly, his face paralyzed.

One big and one small with cold facial paralysis, the atmosphere instantly became unpleasant.

Jing Jiaren was instantly worried, if Sun knew the truth, would he be angry?

……

After breakfast.

Under Jing Jiaren's urging, Ximen Longting went upstairs to change into his racing suit, and a bodyguard was behind him to help him hold the helmet cap.

With a slender figure, the tight racing suit completely outlines his body line, making him look particularly thin, and his legs look longer.

SUN was looking in the mirror, looking left and right, and heard Jing Jiaren calling: "SUN, look quickly, daddy with long legs!"

SUN turned his head and saw long-legged Ximen Longting coming down the stairs.

The expression on the little face was stunned for a moment, unpredictable, and finally returned to facial paralysis.

"Seeing that your idol is dad, what's new for you now?"

"I really want to slap him against the wall, and I can't even pick him off..."

"..."

So, sitting in the big black "Beetle" racing car, the picture of a family of three traveling, started with an unpleasant atmosphere.

However, SUN pursed his lips and did not express any protest against this trip.

Jing Jiaren knew her son, so she was still looking forward to it...

Since the racing car only has 2 front seats, but it is spacious enough, I didn't bring extra people with me when I went out this time.

Jing Jiaren held Sun in the side seat and drove to the racing practice field.

Along the way, the father and son were silent to each other, only the sound of fast wind...

SUN's eyelashes were drooping, and his face was curled up, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jing Jiaren poked his face: "You brought Nana too?"

"(⊙v⊙) Well, it's in the backpack!"

"Would you like the autograph of a racing icon?"

"……"silence.

"Son, look at the sky is blue!"

"(⊙v⊙) Well, mom, you see that cloud is a tiger..." Why does he see everything as an animal?Jing Jiaren looks like cotton candy?

"Are you going to keep ignoring the racing idol? He will teach you how to drive in a while..."

"..." There was silence again for an instant.

Jing Jiaren didn't know how to break the deadlock, Ximen Longting said calmly, "Are you familiar with all the function keys?"

"Humph."

"The height adjustment of the headlights is located on the left hand side of the steering wheel, and there are control keys for the front and rear fog lights. Show me where the electric adjustment keys for the exterior mirrors are."

Reluctantly, SUN stretched out his little finger.

"This?"

"The inner ring is the tachometer, and the outer ring is the speedometer." Sun said proudly, which did not bother him at all.

Ximen Longting responded, slowed down, and analyzed the functions and positions of other control keys.And ask questions from time to time, let SUN answer...

His son's memory is super strong, and Ximen Longting remembered it once he said it.

Even SUN himself didn't know, his whole body was sticking towards Ximen Longting.