Refused to marry a wealthy family: training billionaire tycoons

Chapter 348
If the young master fell off the bed..., then she could immediately pack her luggage and leave!
The young maid was so frightened that her face turned pale. She took clothes to put on Jing Lue and asked, "Master, where do you want to go? I'll carry you there!"

Jing Lue stood obediently and asked the maid to help her dress, and did not speak until she finished dressing, "I want to find my parents! Sister, take me to find my parents!"

"So I'm looking for the young master and wife. Young master, please sit and wait for a while. I'll call and ask if the young master and his wife are back." The maid arranged for Jing Lue to sit down, picked up the phone on the bedside table, and dialed the number in the guard room at the door. Number, start asking the guards.

Jing Lue sat there obediently and waited.

After the maid learned from the guard that the young master and his wife had returned, she turned around and picked up Jing Lue, and while leading him to the first floor, told him where the young master and his wife were at the moment.

"The uncle guard at the gate said that the young master and his wife's car have just entered the gate, so they probably haven't gotten out of the car yet."

Jing Lue was not listening to the young maid at all, because he had already seen the car that drove him out in the morning!

Excitedly, he jumped off the maid and ran towards the car not far away.

The people standing a few meters away in embarrassment couldn't even stop him, and saw that Jing Lue nimbly slipped in from the driver's seat that Xiao Zhao didn't close because he flashed too fast, and the small figure disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in an instant !

Everyone didn't dare to step forward because they were afraid of seeing what they shouldn't see, so they could only watch from a distance like this, praying silently in their hearts that the young master and wife had not yet reached the stage that was not suitable for children.

Otherwise, the young master and his wife will be embarrassed...

Jing Lue didn't think as much as the large group of servants. He was full of thoughts about meeting his parents as soon as possible. His small body crawled and crawled, and finally climbed into the car, and then there was a gap between the driver's seat and the passenger seat. Go through the gap, trying to get into the back from there.

But Jing Lue is really too small, he crawled wobbly several times, but couldn't walk over.

Not only was he unable to pass through the middle position, he also hit the horn on the steering wheel because of carelessness.

"Bah-"

The ear-piercing sound woke up a man and a woman who were fighting fiercely in the carriage.

"Jing Lue?" Seeing his son dangling on the steering wheel, Sikong Jingqiu's eyes almost popped out of fear, he rushed over to bring his son over and put him on a flat place, "Why did you come here alone? Where are the uncles and aunts?"

As Sikong Jingqiu said, he let go of his hands and glanced outside, and found that Xiao Zhao and the servants were extremely embarrassed, and immediately understood why they were standing far away...

He coughed twice, turned around, only to find that Jing Lue had already run to the back.

At the same time, Haiyue's exclamation sounded from behind, "Jing Lue?! Why are you here? Wait a minute, don't pull it, mother's clothes..."

Sikong Jingqiu quickly got behind, but saw a scene that made him laugh and cry.

Haiyue was buttoning her clothes, Jing Lue grabbed Haiyue's clothes and wanted to climb onto Haiyue...

So there was such a scene, every time Haiyue buttoned a button, when she was about to button the next button, the previous one was torn apart by Jing Lue's action of pulling her clothes...

And so on and on and on.

Seeing this funny scene, Sikong Jingqiu finally couldn't help it, stroked his forehead and laughed...

"Hehe...cough..."

Can’t blame him, this picture is really, cough——

She was so embarrassed, but the instigator Sikong Jingqiu was laughing there, Haiyue kicked him angrily, "Sikong Jingqiu! Hurry up and help!"

Sikong Jingqiu didn't move, leaning on his seat, watching Haiyue's flushed face with interest, secretly fascinated.

"Sikong Jingqiu! Hurry up and come over here to help!" Haiyue kicked him again, this time with quite heavy force.

"Cough—" Sikong Jingqiu hugged his legs in pain, but the evidence was very brisk and even teasing, "Miss Song, are you planning to murder your husband?"

(End of this chapter)