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

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Go tomorrow.

Looking at the dark night outside the window, Jing Jiaren left the city with Ximen Longting.

Her heart sank uncomfortably, she took a deep breath and turned around.

SUN has put on his pajamas and is lying on the bed with Nana lying on his shoulders.

"Queen, let's look at the photos together!"

He patted the photo album next to the bed with his small hand...

It was given to her by Wen Xinnuan. There are some photos of Jing Jiaren in high school and some photos taken in Columbia.

Originally in Wen Xinnuan's mobile phone, she had a hobby of collecting photos - because of SUN's request, she printed them all.

Every day before SUN goes to bed, he has to look at the photos.

Jing Jiaren lifted the quilt and went to bed: "Sun, do you feel strange when you see your mother in the photo?"

SUN pursed his lips in thought.

"Do you like mom the way she is now, or the way she looks in the picture?"

"As long as it's you... I like it."

Jing Jiaren's eyes dimmed: "You don't care what your mother looks like?"

Would Ximen Longting care?

"I care a little bit, but I will try my best to convince myself." SUN flipped through the photo, his delicate face drooping.

From now on, he will work hard to get used to the "mother" in the photo.

……

Jing Jiaren's plan to leave failed, because when she woke up the next day, she found her son's face was flushed and he was sick.

The servants were busy going in and out.

The doctor took Sun's temperature: "Madam, the child has a very high fever, which is dangerous."

"Danger?"

Jing Jiaren's heart sank, "Then what to do, he was fine before going to bed last night!"

"He should take an injection and recuperate, and he should gradually get better."

"Then can't you take Little Sun out of the country by plane at this time?" Wen Xinnuan asked with her eyes wide open.

"Of course not. How can the child be running around in the current condition." The doctor refused solemnly.

Wen Xinnuan's eyes lit up: "That's great, God thinks you should stay with me!"

Jing Jiaren murmured and shook her head: "How could this be..."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be happy... I'm also worried about Little Sun, he will be fine."

"Queen……"

In a daze, SUN, who had a high fever, twisted his heroic brows and muttered: "Don't abandon SUN."

Jing Jiaren sat by the bed and clenched her son's little fist: "Mom is here."

"Queen, don't go..."

SUN shook his head, his golden chestnut hair was drenched with sweat and curled even more curlyly.

Like a sick little prince, he shouted hoarsely: "Don't want old men... don't want old men..."

Jing Jiaren stared blankly: "Sun, do you mind Dad's existence so much?"

Even when I was sick and dreamed, I was afraid that Jing Jiaren would be taken away...

"Mom, mom... Sun will be good..."

His curly eyelashes trembled, eyes half-closed, he didn't know if he was awake or still in a dream: "Sun will do what old men do..."

Jing Jiaren's heart tightened: "I know!"

"SUN knows everything... Mom..."

"SUN came to take care of mom..."

"What SUN hates the most...is the old man..."

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A few days later, on November 11, Singles' Day, the old man's birthday.

Ximen Longting's birthday was ten days later than Sun's.

He once said that this is "a lifetime, monogamy", a couple's day.