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

[Yeye thinks about...remembering mother's words...sparkling tears...Lu Binghua...]

SUN hugged his knees with his small arms, shrank in the corner, buried his whole face, and shrugged his shoulders stubbornly.

Jing Jiaren's eyes turned into wet mist...

She rubbed and wiped vigorously, pressing her heart tightly, restraining her impulse.

Ximen Longting's dark eyes: "Turn it off!"

He didn't want Jing Jiaren to see anything that would make Jing Jiaren sad.

With tears in his eyes, Wilson sighed and stepped forward to turn off the big screen.

The children's tears are the most uncontrollable, and the bewildered cries are like knives, each of which digs into the heart.

Jing Jiaren stood up suddenly: "I'm going to find my son."

"..."

"Ximen Longting, don't stop me this time, no matter how much you stop me, I won't change my decision!" Jing Jiaren shouted, "This road is obviously wrong, why do you have to go wrong?"

Ximen Longting looked up at her with a stern face.

"I'm going to find my son, do you hear me? Take me to see my son!" Jing Jiaren shouted, "Wilson, lead the way!"

Wilson glanced at Ximen Longting and hesitated.

"Okay, if you don't give directions, I'll find it myself! I'll ask people one by one, and I can always find them."

Jing Jiaren was about to move forward, but Ximen Longting did not hold back her hand, her steps carried great determination.

Ximen Longting turned his face away and motioned for Wilson to follow.

When Jing Jia came to the door, Ximen Longting followed.

Jing Jiaren said with a straight face, "Don't stop me, it's useless!"

Ximen Longting stretched out his hand and hugged her in his arms: "Did I say to stop you?"

"..."

"I respect every decision you make," he said with dark eyes. "If you want to see your son, I'll take you there."

Jing Jiaren pursed her lower lip, knowing that she had overreacted: "Ximen Longting... I'm sorry."

"..."

"I thought you would disagree with me. I really can't stand SUN being abused again. He's still so young..." Jing Jiaren twitched her eyelashes and said in a nasal voice, "No matter what happens, our family will be together. Let’s face it together.”

Instead of leaving SUN alone to face the...

He was so brave at first, but when he was left alone, he immediately fell into chaos.

He's just a kid!

Ximen Longting stretched out his sleeves in front of her: "I blew my nose."

"No, it's dirty."

"You also know dirty?"

Wilson took out a handkerchief and hurriedly handed it over: "Miss Jing, handkerchief."

Ximen Longting glanced coldly: "Do you have a lot of handkerchiefs?"

I only gave Leng Lintian one in the library in the morning.

How dare you give Leng Lintian a handkerchief without his consent, that's a big crime!

Wilson's lips moved: "Master, I usually carry at least 5 hand towels with me, all for you."

"..."

"One for sweat, one for shoes, one for tears—not often, one for clothes, and one for blood when injured."

It's really hard work.

Jing Jiaren couldn't hold back, almost snorting.

Ximen Longting coldly took the handkerchief and pinched her nose: "Can you still laugh?"

The voice is extremely cold, but the eyes are full of doting.

Knowing that she could see her son, Jing Jiaren's depressed mood improved a lot... As long as the family is together, even if tomorrow is the day of death.She is not afraid either.

"Ximen Longting, who would wipe someone's nose first and then tears...!"