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

"I'm going to the hospital to see Dad in the afternoon, Bill, can you take it for me?"

"Well," Jing Jiaren asked, "where's the wolf?"

"I don't know, I didn't see anyone early in the morning..."

Although Canglang was not knocked out this time, under Ximen Longting's strong power, he was brought back to China together.

But the wolf who came back to China looked very strange, always mysterious.

Jing Jiaren asked, "What do you think of Canglang?"

"How about what?"

"Just have you considered making him your husband!" Jing Jiaren said bluntly.

Wen Xinnuan smiled: "He is very nice and treats me very well, but I have no feeling of love for him."

Jing Jiaren frowned: "What love do you want? Luo Jian like that? You love him so much that it will end?"

"That's not the case..." Wen Xinnuan said sadly, "After the last failed marriage, I don't want to get married again. I already have Bill, he is everything to me, I can take good care of him..."

"Mama, I'll take care of you too." Bill vowed.

Wen Xinnuan smiled: "Yes, Bill will soon become a man to take care of me. Why do I have to marry?"

Jing Jiaren picked up the tea cup: "I always feel that you have problems taking care of yourself in a daze, and Canglang just makes up for your shortcomings."

"Well, isn't there you by my side?"

"Can I stay with you forever?"

Wen Xinnuan immediately burst into tears: "You... don't want me anymore?"

Jing Jiaren sighed: "I didn't say that, big oil bottle and small oil bottle!"

Maybe it's because Wen Xinnuan was hurt too much by the last relationship, and it's really too anxious to think about Canglang now.

Jing Jiaren shook her head, her own affairs were preoccupied, and Ximen Longting couldn't be settled, so how could she care so much about other people.

Sure enough, the servant picked up the receiver: "Young Mistress, it's Master's call."

"I'm not some young mistress!" Jing Jiaren closed the newspaper and threw it away.She didn't marry Ximen Longting, he was ashamed.

"Telephone……"

"Just say I'm sleepy and sleeping."

While Jing Jiaren was eating dinner, Ximen Longting came back and bought a bunch of toys for Bill as usual, not to mention a baby cradle, baby clothes and shoes...

Bill excitedly took the toy: "Ma Ma, uncle gave me toys again, this time it's a remote control car, a small plane, and... a small train!"

"Did you say thank you to Uncle?"

"Uh-huh."

"Mr. Simon, why are you always asking for money?"

Ximen Longting smiled lightly: "You're welcome."

He took off his coat and walked to the dining table, pulling away the chair beside Jing Jiaren.It was cold outside, it seemed to be snowing, and there were flakes of snow in his hair.

The servant patted the flakes of snow on his coat and asked, "Is it snowing?"

Ximen Longting looked at the silent Jing Jiaren: "It's off."

Everyone couldn't help but look out the window.

Snowflakes fluttered in the darkness, and the orange light outside the window shone, fluttering one after another.

Wen Xin warmed up the child's heart, immediately picked up Bill and ran to the window sill, the mother and son shouted: "Wow, baby, it's snow, real snow, snow!"

Bill also exclaimed excitedly: "Ma Ma, it's snow, real snow, snow!"

Jing Jiaren twitched the corners of her mouth, she really deserved to be a mother and son, how could they be so happy in the snow?