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

There was a burst of gobbling.

The little guy was so hungry that he was licking his fingers, eating so eagerly that he almost got stuck.

Although his son started to eat meat again——Ximen Longting's method was very effective, and it completely opened up his knot.

But seeing him eating as if he had been hungry for several years, Jing Jiaren didn't feel good at all.

"It's delicious," SUN said nonchalantly, "won't the queen eat it?"

"..."

"Sun, don't you feel afraid of such an inhuman life?" Jing Jiaren finally couldn't hold back, "I'm your mother, tell me any grievances you have, I don't want you to keep it in your heart!"

SUN froze for a moment, his little face was stained with oil: "I'm not afraid."

"..."

"I'm only afraid of being separated from the Queen."

Jing Jiaren was instantly uncomfortable with a stomachache.

SUN's childish voice said: "SUN can see the queen as soon as he thinks of going home, and I can do anything!"

Jing Jiaren carefully wiped his mouth with a tissue.

【Do you think your wedding will go well this time?Do you think the old man will let you go? 】

Leng Lintian's words suddenly appeared in her mind.

【Okay, I won't stop you.Even if you leave today, you will come back soon. 】

[Beautiful lady, I will wait for you to come home in this house. 】

……

With Leng Lintian's tone, he seemed to know something.

He can be so sure that her wedding will not be a success, so what will happen on the day of the wedding banquet?

Ximen Longting picked up Sun's textbook and flipped through it, frowning slightly: "Is this what you want to finish tonight?"

"Hmm... Otherwise, Sun will be punished again tomorrow." Sun said distressedly, "SUN has a very good memory, and I will never let go of those who have treated me badly!"

Jing Jiaren came back to her senses, picked up a textbook and looked at it.

It's all in French...can't understand it at all.

"Sun, can you understand?"

"I don't understand... They forced me to recite vocabulary and let me learn French. Well, today, if I recite wrongly, I will be punished to write it 100 times."

"..."

Jing Jiaren picked up another book, which was basically a curriculum for junior high school students. SUN is only over 3 years old, and his 4th birthday will be at the end of the year. How can he digest these complicated things? (Someone questioned SUN's age. He was brought back to China by Jing Jiaren for his 3rd birthday. Jing Jiaren returned to China at the end of last year, and the baby in her stomach is not yet 7 months old...)

"By the way, did you go to see the wedding venue arranged by Master Ximen today?" Jing Jiaren raised her head and asked.

Ximen Longting responded.

"I always feel that he agreed to this wedding too easily, there is a problem." Jing Jiaren grasped her hand tightly, "Anything may happen then."

"I told you, I have a plan..."

"I know, but can't you tell me the plan?"

Ximen Longting stared at her with a deep expression and said nothing.

Jing Jiaren put down her textbook: "I believe in you, do whatever you want."

"Okay, young master, don't eat too much," Wilson took a towel and wiped SUN's hands, "I'll take you to wash your hands."

Watching Wilson take away SUN's back.

Ximen Longting stacked all those homework books in front of the desk lamp.

"You want to help him finish?"

"Otherwise he will be punished even more tomorrow."

"But if you write for him, will you find out? We imitate his son's handwriting?"

There are no servants who can be ordered here, and everything has to be done by oneself.