Washing machines, rice cookers, vacuum cleaners, dryers...you can open a large "electrical appliance store"
Servant, chef, caregiver, nanny, night cowherd... and also has superhuman responsibilities.
Jing Jiaren started to laugh as she thought about it, Ximen Longting pinched her face: "Why are you laughing alone in a daze?"
"No……"
"Come here, let Auntie hold your sweet-smelling pussy."
Xiaomi grabbed Ximen Longting with her little fleshy hand and couldn't bear to leave.
In addition, Jing Jiaren had a chest injury and a bulging belly, and Ximen Longting wouldn't let her touch it.
The two of them walked out, and the lonely little figure on the sofa had disappeared.
When Jing Jiaren saw the trophy on the table, she suddenly remembered that she was halfway through her work.
She walked over and put her gloves back on, then suddenly remembered that she was missing a ruler.
Her memory is getting worse and worse. I heard that the memory of pregnant women is so bad that it feels like a piece of it has been chewed by a dog.
She went to look for the ruler, and her eyes fell on the empty sofa, then she remembered that there was a kid sitting here just now...
SUN? Gone?
Jing Jiaren bit her lip secretly in annoyance. She really had promised her son to wait for her, but she was busy working for a long time after entering.
I picked up the phone and called downstairs. It took a long time before Aunt Qu picked up the call.
I’m used to a life where servants are everywhere, and everyone is surrounded by servants——
This situation of not being able to find anyone for a long time made Jing Jiaren very uncomfortable.
"Aunt Qu, go find where SUN is and bring him up to me."
"Okay Miss Jing."
Jing Jiaren put down the phone. She was pregnant and it was inconvenient to go up and down the stairs. Otherwise, she would have gone to find SUN in person.
Ximen Longting stared at the open toolbox: "What are you doing?"
"Two trophies, one for you and the other for my son."
"..."
"This is the first trophy I have received in my life. It is of great commemorative value. You must accept it."
Ximen Longting held Xiaomi with one hand and pressed the other hand on the table. He leaned forward and pressed towards her: "So, do you want to share it equally with him?"
"Um?"
"Forget it, do whatever you want!"
Jing Jiaren realized that he didn't want to share the trophy with SUN. That's right, given Ximen Longting's personality, he didn't want to.
He is very possessive -
And he accommodated her and worked hard to change for him.
Jing Jiaren was silent for a moment: "You want me to just give it to you? Why?"
"That's what's unique."
"What should I do if I still have a trophy? If I don't give it to my son, will it break into pieces? Only one trophy is left to be considered unique?"
"Pig brains," he sneered coldly, "you can keep one of them, it's called a pair!"
"..."
"I think about my son all the time, can't I be a little more important?" After he said it in a conspiratorial manner, he suddenly realized it and said with a stinky face, "Pretend I didn't say it!"
"..." Jing Jiaren said, "Ximen Longting, it is really difficult for a person to change."
"Pretend I didn't say it!"
"Okay, everyone, take a step back. I can't just force you to accommodate me and change everything to suit my wishes." Jing Jiaren looked at him gently, "I'll just listen to you. You have one trophy and you keep the other."
Give it to me. As for my son... wait until next time." Is there a next time?
Can she still get involved in the workplace and use her design talent in her life?
Jing Jiaren was afraid that this was the only one, so she wanted to share this honor with the two men she loved most in her life.