Dear Mr. Ji

Chapter 291 Pretty Little Princess (6)

"Although she was not born to me, she is your own sister." Chen Zizi didn't know how to tell the child.

"It wasn't born by you, why is it my own sister?" Ji Zijie asked puzzled.

"She is your father's child with another woman."

"Daddy won't have children with other women!" Ji Ziheng shouted loudly.

Ji Zijie nodded vigorously.

"Boss and second, you are still young, Mommy doesn't know how to tell you, if you love Mommy and Daddy, you should also love your sister, you know?" Chen Zizi squatted down and said to her two sons seriously .

"Brother, I will be very obedient..." Du Lingling said softly.

"Come on, call me sister." Chen Zizi took the hands of her two sons and Du Lingling, and put them together. She felt relieved, since she loves Ji Shaofeng, she should learn to accept it!

"Sister Lingling." Ji Zijie spoke first.

Chen Zizi patted the elder son's head and looked at the second son.

"Sister!" The second child was a little reluctant.

"Get along well in the future, your father will be back soon." Chen Zizi looked relieved, the child was innocent.

"You take your younger sister to play. Mommy said that a boy who bullies a girl is not a good boy!" Chen Zizi added worriedly.

Ji Zijie stretched out his hand and took Du Lingling's hand. The second child's eyes were floating, and he left on his own.

Watching the three children leave, Chen Zizi sighed, hoping that these children could get along well.

At night, Chen Zizi went to Du Lingling's room.

Du Lingling was sitting on the bed, holding a car mold in his hand, lost in thought.

"Lingling, is brother treating you well?" Chen Zizi went to the bed and sat down.

"My brother gave me a gift." Du Lingling came back to his senses and raised the car mold in his hand.

"Then why are you unhappy?"

"I'm thinking about my parents." Speaking of this, Du Lingling's eyes turned red: "I miss them so much."

"Is your mother okay?" Chen Zizi asked with a frown.

"My mother is so pitiful, she is in so much pain..." Du Lingling stretched out her small hand to wipe away her tears: "Dad said to take mother to see the sea, and mother will not be in pain. Lingling should wait for them to come back obediently."

"Good boy!" Chen Zizi's nose was sour. She knew that patients with advanced breast cancer were often tortured to death by pain.
(End of this chapter)