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

"Haha, the queen's scepter is the smallest, even smaller than SUN's!" SUN jumped up, playing with the scepter and comparing it with Jing Jiaren's, "Why is SUN's so big? It's not fair. The old stubborn grandpa is biased!"

Ximen Longting turned around to leave, but SUN had already rushed forward and hugged his leg: "SUN wants big ones, SUN wants big ones!"

Ximen Fenglie cleared his throat majestically: "Let go!"

"Does SUN want a big one?"

"Above the main hall, how decent is it!"

Ximen Fenglie frowned, his tone was majestic, but personally he could only see doting.

Before changing, SUN had already been dragged down and his butt was swollen.

Unlike now, Sun hugged Master Ximen's leg, desperately entwining it like a monkey climbing a tree.

The corner of Jing Jiaren's mouth curled into an uncontrollable smile: "Sun, pay attention to the occasion. Don't mess with Grandpa."

"Oh(⊙o⊙)..."

"Say thank you to Grandpa."

"Grandpa, Sun will give you a bath tonight and warm your feet at night." Sun said with a smile.

Ximen Fenglie snorted, turned around, and took Vic away.

"I haven't listened to the ensemble piano music between SUN and the queen yet!" SUN stroked the scepter, and later realized that he had forgotten something very important.

"It's okay, we can hold a small birthday party tonight, we will make the cake by ourselves and play music for him?"

"Okay(^o^)/~"

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In the golden dressing room, Jing Jiaren changed out of the complicated dress and became relaxed.

SUN was still wearing a small golden crown, which he refused to take off, and ran around with a scepter, ordering his servants to kneel on the ground and act as horses.

"Go, go!"

SUN held the scepter and shouted loudly, "Go and beat that villain KING!"

As for Ximen Longting, he was sitting on a purple neo-classical armchair with a deep expression on his face. He has always had this expression since the ceremony ended...

It's like encountering the most difficult problem in the world.

The crown is still on his head, the scepter is in his hand, the blue wings are flying, and there is a golden cross on the top that represents power.

The cross is studded with precious stones, sparkling in the light.

Jing Jiaren walked up to him and cupped his face in both hands.

"Have you figured it out yet?"

"..."

"I couldn't figure out what master Ximen was thinking at first. Sun said that he is just a very simple old man, so there is no need to complicate his thinking too much." Jing Jiaren knew his doubts, "Maybe the master was killed by Sun I was touched by her frankness and cuteness, or maybe, Master Ximen is over half a hundred years old, and after seeing it clearly, he feels that it is meaningless to live so obsessively?"

Ximen Longting said with a straight face, "It won't be that simple!"

"But now the result is so simple..."

"What the hell is he planning? Want to take my defenses off? Want to gain my trust—?"

Why did Master Ximen change his attitude overnight.

Why has Ximen Longting been hurt so badly before, but he has never been merciful.

Including him being with Jing Jiaren, many difficulties were set by Master Ximen.

Almost let him die in the basement, and threatened him to take away his rights...

After going through so much, Master Ximen let go as soon as he said to let go, how could Ximen Longting figure it out?