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

Ji Zihan was only halfway there when he was stopped by SUN who rushed over: "Get out, get out, you are not welcome here!"

"Sun, be careful." Ji Zihan hurriedly held the tray tightly, "This is hot soup."

When Wilson heard this, he immediately walked over and pulled SUN away.

"Young master, she is now the young master's wife, it's not polite for you to drive her away."

This is Master Ximen's domain, and he cannot miss Master Ximen's eyes with every move.

SUN said angrily: "Don't get close to 2 meters, this is my biggest bottom line!"

Ji Zihan put the plate on the plate: "This is the soup I cooked myself, and I also made some millet porridge, which should suit your appetite... SUN, you are hungry too, come and eat some."

SUN stared at her ungratefully: "Don't be nice to me, I don't like you!"

Ji Zihan had already sensed SUN's hostility.

"It doesn't matter if you don't like me, as long as I like you... Come on."

"Why do you like me!? I didn't promise you to like me!"

Ji Zihan smiled helplessly again, and took an empty bowl to hold soup: "I can understand why you don't like me... No child would like a stepmother. However, you are Ximen's child, that is, my child, and I won't hate you."

Not to mention that SUN is handsome, cute, lively and clever, that appearance is hard to hate.

And he looks like Ximen Longting is carved out of the same mold...

In the spirit of loving the house and the crow, it is natural to have a good impression of him.

In the past, Ji Zihan was pregnant, and all her hopes were placed in her belly.

Now that she is infertile, her gaze falls on SUN...

"I've served the soup for you. After it's cold for a while, you can come over and drink it." Ji Zihan filled another bowl, "Wilson, what did the doctor say?"

Wilson told the doctor honestly.

Ji Zihan frowned slightly: "Is 3 days enough? I think it will be completely fine for at least a week."

"..."

"Simen, are you hungry, I'll feed you."

Ximen Longting's gaze was cold, and a powerful and cold magnetic field exuded from his whole body.

A face full of the majesty of "don't let strangers in"...

Ji Zihan was used to Ximen Longting's indifference, and he didn't mind, so he went over to feed him.

"Get out of the way! I'll feed you!" SUN jumped over suddenly, preventing Ji Zihan from approaching.

"Hello? You don't need me to feed you. You can still feed him?"

"Long-winded! Let me feed!"

SUN crossed his hips, with paranoia written in his red eyes, with a posture of "If you don't let me feed you, I'll splash you with soup".

Ji Zihan smiled lightly, and handed him the soup bowl: "Then be careful, it's a little hot...don't burn your hands."

"Uncle Wilson, are all women so talkative?"

Wilson: "..."

"Some people say that two women are a thousand ducks, that's true!" SUN took the bowl, "It's so noisy!"

Ji Zihan automatically ignored his provocation, filled another bowl of soup and asked, "Wilson, come and drink a bowl too. I cooked a lot."

"No need, thank you young lady for your kindness." Wilson closed his eyes and consciously stood aside.

SUN held the bowl, took a spoonful of soup and said, "Old man, drink!"

Ximen Longting frowned, his face was very ugly.

From the beginning to the end, they never asked his wishes?Against God.

"It's terrible, let the kitchen be redone!" He looked away coldly.