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

Well, his performance must have completely stunned Father Jing, who stared blankly.

Ximen Longting is good enough to be able to go to the kitchen, but he still has to wash the dishes?

Jing Jiaren curled her lips, she knew that now was Ximen Longting's chance to show off.

If it was on Ximen's territory, if he was asked to wash the dishes, he would smash every one of them.

Even Ximen's servants don't have to wash the dishes...

Because, there is a dishwasher.

Jing Jiaren hugged the little Jiaren and nursed her for a while, while Jing's father walked up and down beside him, but he was too embarrassed to speak when he wanted to hold the baby.

Jing Jiaren could understand her father's thoughts, and handed the little Jiaren over carefully: "She is very attentive when eating and doesn't cry, you can hug her."

Father Jing hurriedly sat down, holding the little beauty carefully, his whole face blended together, looking very satisfied.

Sun played with the toy gun, feeling a little lost, why does everyone like his sister! ?

The king is like this, the queen is like this, even grandpa...

It seems that only the old stubborn grandpa is the most dedicated to him.

Just as he was thinking, Sun's children's mobile phone rang.

Master Ximen, who is far away in France, will call every day, no matter how busy he is.

Sun took out his mobile phone and covered it to his ear, the lonely little figure went to the balcony to listen to the phone.

Jing Jiaren also knew that it must be Master Ximen at this time, she stood up and wanted to go into the kitchen to see if there was anything she could help.

Ximen Longting frowned, staring at the pile of greasy dishes in the sink.

Damn, it's one thing to ask him to cook, but another thing to wash the dishes.

There is no man in this world who loves to wash dishes!

"How about it, are you in trouble, do you want me to help?"

"No need." Ximen Longting's serious expression seemed to be facing a difficult business in the company.

Jing Jiaren unscrewed the hot water outlet: "This is hot water, and this is dish soap. You can wear plastic gloves to wash it. Would you like me to roll up your sleeves for you, boss?"

Ximen Longting only had two words: "Get out."

"..."

"I don't need you to bother me."

Fearing that Jing Jiaren would stand here and father Jing would misunderstand her for taking credit, Ximen Longting pressed Jing Jiaren's shoulders to make her turn around, and drove her out of the kitchen.

"Well, you wash it alone, I won't help."

Jing Jiaren walked outside, "Wash slowly, it doesn't matter if you break the dishes, don't cut your hands."

"Crap!"

……

When Sun came out from the balcony, he was even more sullen.

Jing Jiaren had just washed a bunch of grapes and put them on a plate, and it was rare to see him drooping in despondency...

"What's the matter, son, come here, mother."

Sun puffed up his face: "Old stubborn grandpa said he wanted to see the little beauty."

"..."

"When the little beauty was born before, the old stubborn grandpa called me very concerned. He asked me who I look like!"

Jing Jiaren frowned, but she didn't know that Master Ximen cared about this matter.He had never asked Ximen Longting, since the little beauty was born, he has always ignored her.

"Sun said at the time that he looks like a king! His eyes are as red as Sun's!"

"..."

"Sun even took photos for him to see!"

"Then?"

"Then, there is no more."

Master Ximen saw the red eyes of the little beauty and the little face where the facial features could not be clearly distinguished, so he said nothing more.

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