Billion Spoils: President's Exclusive Sweet Wife

"Really?" Jun Jisheng smiled again as if he didn't care, "but she won't always be a five-year-old child. She will grow up. When she grows up, are you sure you won't like it?"

Mei Beichen looked at Jun Jisheng and said, "Mr. Jun, I don't know what you mean when you suddenly say these words? Who I want to like is my private affair."

"Yes, but if I say that you are destined to be with Yan Yan in this life, do you believe it?" Jun Jisheng said.

Mei Beichen flashed a doubt in his eyes. He just felt that the other party's words were more puzzling. He didn't understand what this meant.

However, Jun Jisheng didn't explain this again. He just smiled and said, "in the future, I think we should meet often."

"..." he doesn't want to meet often at all. Inexplicably, he always feels suppressed in front of each other.

Is it because of the momentum emanating from each other? The pressure... Made him uncomfortable. Just like some things, with him now, there is no way to do it. Maybe only with the growth of age, he can gradually compete.

But just as Mei Beichen walked towards the stairs, Jun Jisheng said again, "by the way, you don't have a girl you like yet."

Mei Beichen's footsteps suddenly paused, turned back and said coldly, "it's none of Mr. Jun's business."

"It seems that there is no, that's good." Jun Jisheng smiled leisurely, but at this moment, somehow, Mei Beichen's cold hair was instinctively raised.

An instinctive feeling told him that if he really had a girl he liked, I'm afraid the man in front of him would never give up.

What he has to face then is by no means what he can bear now.

Why do you feel this way? Mei Beichen was still thinking about this problem after returning to his bedroom. Why did Jun Jisheng say these strange words to him?

Does Jun Jisheng want him to like that little guy? Although he doesn't hate girls, sometimes even when he holds the little guy, he feels that his small body is soft, just like holding a little pet.

Sometimes, he will be willing to do something that can make the little guy happy, but it's just sympathy. Sympathizing with the little guy is a fool. He doesn't like it at all.

He didn't intend to like anyone.

Like a person, what's good? Like my father, finally died with my mother? Still like Uncle, like but still can't ask, can only guard silently.

So the most straightforward, or this life, do not like anyone!

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Jun Jisheng returned to the guest room. The little guy was already asleep, while Qin Sitong sat by the bed and was quietly looking at his daughter.

After seeing Jun Jisheng coming in, she said, "by the way, I called my father just now and told him about Yan Yan. My father said he must come and have a look."

Speaking of this, Qin Sitong was also quite helpless. Naturally, on the phone, she mainly talked about the process of finding her daughter, and tried to understate the injury suffered by her daughter. She originally hoped that her father would stop blaming himself and recover quickly.