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

Jing Jiaren was slightly taken aback: "So you set aside time specifically to be with your son?"

Recalling what she said to Ximen Longting after dinner... and then looking at the time, it was exactly ten o'clock.

Ximen Longting raised his thick eyebrows: "Otherwise? I have time to make a special trip to see you to anger me?"

"I know I was wrong." Jing Jiaren leaned against him.

Ximen Long glanced at her, and finally stretched out an arm to wrap around her waist.

"The queen is never wrong, even if the queen does something wrong, she is right!" SUN hooked Jing Jiaren's neck and kissed her twice. (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～

"Didn't you always want to play chess with Dad? How about he play chess with you tonight?"

"Okay!" SUN's eyes glowed with excitement, "It's been a long time since I competed with KING, I must show you how good SUN is tonight!"

Ximen Longting glanced at him contemptuously: "With you?"

"Don't underestimate SUN, SUN has made progress!"

It started to snow again outside the window, and the white downy snow covered the courtyard...

The lights in the bedroom were warm and yellow, and Jing Jiaren spread the quilt. Seeing that Sun was full of excitement and inspiration to win at the beginning, and then lost 3 times in a row, he kept rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand and began to feel sleepy.

"I want to win... I must win..." He murmured, holding the chess piece in his hand and falling asleep with his eyes closed.

Ximen Longting glanced at him with deep eyes, and reached out to hug him.

SUN drooped his long eyelashes, and slammed his chin on Ximen Longting's shoulder spontaneously, sleeping comfortably on his small face.

Jing Jiaren asked softly, "Asleep?"

Ximen Longting responded magnetically.

"Can we let our son sleep with us tonight?" Jing Jiaren also knew that this request would not be granted.

In my impression, Ximen Longting seems to have always resisted sleeping with his son.

But miraculously, the chief executive stopped suddenly and looked back at Jing Jiaren.

Standing on the bow-shaped bed, she pursed her lips: "Anyway, you have been a good father tonight, so continue?"

"KING, I finally won..." Sun murmured, still playing chess in his dream.

The corner of Ximen Longting's mouth twitched: "Sure enough, I'm dreaming."

If you want to win him, you can only dream!

Step back and walk towards the big bed.

Jing Jiaren immediately lifted the quilt and watched as Ximen Longting put his son in the middle.

The big fluffy pillow was sunken, and SUN was lying on the bed with his small arms and legs.

"Not sleeping." Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows lamely, arranged his limbs and covered him with a quilt.

Jing Jiaren was almost moved by this tender scene...

Ximen Longting has changed, matured, took responsibility, and started to look like a father.

Breaking off the chess piece from his son, he handed it to Jing Jiaren: "It's getting late, go to sleep."

"Don't you have to go to work?" Jing Jiaren was surprised again.

Ximen Longting unbuttoned his collar and said calmly, "There's no rush."

Jing Jiaren walked back to the tea table and put all the palace chess pieces back into the chess box one by one.

Only then did I discover that the king in this chess game is actually a statue of Ximen Longting, and the queen is Jing Jiaren.

There are Wen Xinnuan, Luo Lei, Wilson... some familiar faces of the servants.

Ximen Longting came over and sat on the single sofa to watch her tidy up.

"You asked someone to engrave this? Private customization?"

"Ah."

"You gave it to your son?" Jing Jiaren held the chess tightly.