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

SUN turned around and blew a big air kiss to Jing Jiaren: "MUMA! Queen, I'm leaving."

Jing Jiaren's heart tightened, and she wanted to take a step forward. She wanted to accompany SUN...

But the arm was grabbed by Ximen Longting.

Jing Jiaren stood still, she had agreed last night that she could not accompany SUN, otherwise she would fall into Master Ximen's trap!

He originally wanted to use bitter tricks in front of Jing Jiaren to soften her heart...

If she follows her, it will only make SUN suffer more misery.

"Then SUN, mom has other things to do, so I won't accompany you."

"Okay! Goodbye, Dad (^_^)/~~" SUN beckoned and left with a bright smile on his face.

Their son is such a good actor, he can immediately face Vic with a smile... in the face of the unknown.

Jing Jiaren rushed to the door immediately and watched her son leave.

I saw SUN reaching out and grabbing the corner of Vic's clothes: "Uncle Vic, give SUN a hug."

"..."

"Uncle Vic, Uncle Vic..."

"Young master, please respect yourself!" Vik forcefully pushed SUN's hand away, and his voice was extremely majestic.

SUN quickly hugged his feet again: "I don't like being too muscular or too slender, this is just right, and it's very comfortable to hold. But I don't object to being bigger."

Vic: "..."

Ximen Longting stood behind Jing Jiaren, holding her shoulder: "It seems that she has adapted well."

Jing Jiaren opened her eyes wide: "I really hope my son can come back with a smile."

Ximen Longting kissed the back of her head and hugged her into his arms.

"He always has to learn to face it alone."

Even if he can protect him now, after they leave from 13 Oaks?The son can only rely on himself.

SUN was led through halls and halls. He had to learn too much. First of all, Mrs. Smithson, who was going to take him to meet him, was a very strict and terrible old woman who had taught Master Simon, Simon Long Ting, Ximen Long Ying and so on 2 generations.

She was mean and severe, and was secretly called an old witch.

The solemn double doors were pushed open, and in the huge study room, a woman wearing a black and purple hoop skirt sat at the desk. She had long been ordered to educate SUN.

Her cheeks were slightly sunken, her cheekbones were high and sharp.

Her hair was scrupulously coiled and she wore a pair of reading glasses...

The glasses were on the bridge of her tall nose, some distance away from the glasses. She closed the thick leather book in her hand, lifted the glasses, and saw SUN brought in by Vic.

At that moment, a terrible gloom flashed across Mrs. Smithson's eyes.

Those gazes like vultures make everyone terrified...

There was a gloomy air about the arrangement of this room.

A black crow stood on the bird stand beside the desk, croaking a few times.

Anyone who is brought into such a place, and encounters this terrible woman, will feel shivering.

SUN, like a ray of sunshine, finally let go of Vic's pants, and ran over there in a few strides.

SUN ran to her seat, stretched out his hand rashly and took her hand on the armrest of the chair, and shook it firmly: "I'm Ximen Weilin, everyone calls me SUN! Nice to meet you, Miss."

As he spoke, he placed an elegant gentleman's kiss on the back of her hand.

Perhaps Mrs. Smithson has never received such a warm welcoming ceremony over the years...