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

Ximen Longting didn't look back, his voice was gloomy, and he felt chest tightness as if he had been beaten!

Jing Jiaren stepped forward, grabbed the white rocking chair with a smile and shook it: "What's the matter, our big boss doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, and wakes up to study such a high-tech game."

"..."

"Why are you still stinking?"

Ximen Longting glared at her angrily: "Jing Jiaren, I'm dreaming!"

Ximen Longting seldom dreams, but Jing Jiaren has a dreaming physique...

Some people dream more when they have a lot of brain power, and some people sleep until dawn.

Jing Jiaren thought it was rare to hear Ximen Longting talk about dreaming, so she couldn't help being curious: "What dream?"

"I dreamed that you gave birth to a daughter."

"That's good, it's a good sign!"

I really think about it every day and dream about it at night...

Ximen Longting's face darkened: "But she looks like me!"

"..."

"fuc~k, this nightmare made me break out in a cold sweat!" Ximen Longting pulled her arm, pulled her into his arms, and almost knocked off the notebook on his lap.

The rocking chair bears the weight of two people, making a creaking sound...

Jing Jiaren found a comfortable position and sat down: "It's what I said that affected you?"

"..."

"You're already having nightmares...Ximen Longting, as long as it's a girl, it's fine. As for that?"

Ximen Longting put one hand across her, and said disappointedly: "I want you, I want a small you!"

"..."

"Not involved in your past, I want to be involved in your growth! I want to see what you look like at every stage! I want to have everything about you!"

Jing Jiaren's heart moved, she shook her head and said helplessly, "That's our daughter, not me."

"If I look like you and have a personality like you—at least it can make up for my shortcomings."

"..."

"Jing Jiaren, the son you gave birth to is so similar to me, can't you compensate me by giving birth to a daughter who looks so like you!? Why are you so selfish and stingy!"

Jing Jiaren opened her mouth, but was speechless.

It's not something she can decide, okay? !

"There is a saying in China that sons and daughters are perfect! I am not perfect!"

"..."

Seeing his resentment like this, Jing Jiaren was angry and funny: "Then what do you want me to do? I also want to fulfill your wish."

"Could it be that the sum of my genes and yours can only be matched like this?!"

"Don't worry, shall we match again?"

Jing Jiaren nestled in his arms, picked up his computer and put it on his lap, clicked on the document and saw a lot of photos.

Ximen Longting has matched dozens of copies at least.

He is really idle in the middle of the night...

Jing Jiaren opened it casually and looked at it. When she saw the fifth picture, she frowned and said, "Who says she can't look like my daughter, this one is very similar to me."

Ximen Longting rested his chin on her shoulder and raised his eyebrows: "Where does it look like!?"

"This..."

"It doesn't look like much!"

"Please, if you want a baby who is a few months old to look like me, do I still have to live?" Jing Jiaren said patiently, "I looked like this when I was a few months old. Childhood photos, don't lie to you."

"..."

"Besides, when Sun was born, he didn't look that much like you."

Every stage is different for everyone.

The older Sun grows, the more he looks like Ximen Longting...especially those pair of iconic red eyes.

Jing Jiaren flipped through the pages: "This one is similar too, and this one..."

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