Ximen Longting glanced at the letter: "Dog draws a talisman!"
"What? My son is only 3 years old, and he can already write these characters well enough, okay?" Jing Jiaren was eager to protect her son, "If it were someone else's child, he would probably only be able to write Arabic numerals by now."
Ximen Longting snorted: "I started winning prizes for my paintings when I was 3 years old."
"..."
"He inherited my genes from Ximen Longting."
"Don't be too harsh on your son."
Ximen Longting's lips swept over her delicate neck: "When have I ever been harsh to him? He has such a bad foundation, I'm afraid he will suffer a lot in the future."
Jing Jiaren understood what he meant, that Mr. Ximen would be harsh on Sun.
Ximen Longting has been trained strictly since he was a child, but SUN is different...
"What should we do?" Jing Jiaren was worried, "If he doesn't learn well, he will use some perverted methods to punish him, right?"
"inevitable."
Fortunately, SUN saved him from high fever today...
At 9 a.m., Vic brought someone to SUN to go to class on time.
The poor child was so groggy that he couldn't even open his eyes. In addition, doctors testified that SUN was indeed ill and had a high fever.
Vic checked it out and left without further embarrassment.
Although SUN has escaped today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow? The days to come are so long.
In the evening, SUN's high fever gradually improved.
At around 8pm, SUN finally woke up.
The first thing the little guy does when he wakes up is look out the window.
"SUN, drink water." Jing Jiaren brought water to her son, "I have been looking out the window, what are you looking at?"
SUN pursed her lips: "It's getting dark."
"Yeah, it's dark and you haven't eaten anything all day." Jing Jiaren fed him some water.
SUN held the cup in her little hand and drank it all in one gulp, probably because she was really thirsty: "Queen...when will he come back."
"He?" Jing Jiaren frowned, "Uncle Wilson? Didn't he go down and order you dinner when he saw you woke up?"
"No." SUN awkwardly held her little finger.
When Jing Jiaren turned back to look at him, he asked quietly: "Dad...when will you be back?"
Jing Jiaren's heart beat violently and she asked in surprise: "What did you say? Say it again."
"..."
"Good son, my mother didn't hear you just now."
SUN puffed up his cheeks and suddenly took a deep breath, as if he mustered up the courage to raise his head and ask, "Daddy-long-legs, when will you be back?"
The smile on Jing Jiaren's lips widened, and she hugged her son and kissed him hard several times.
Although this is not the first time that my son calls him daddy!
But this time it was different! He called him daddy willingly!
Jing Jia’s heart is full of joy!
"Aren't we going to hold a farewell party for ABBY tonight? He said he wanted to get ready, so he went out." Jing Jiaren kissed her son vigorously again. This is Master Ximen's territory, and Ximen Longting can't control anyone at all...
So he had to do every little thing by himself.
I wonder how Ximen Longting will prepare!?
However, when I think about it, Ximen Longting personally went to do things for his son, just to make his son happy! So it makes more sense!
SUN's dim eyes immediately brightened: "He still remembers——!?(￣?￣)"
"Of course. Do you think he forgot?"
No wonder when SUN woke up and saw that Ximen Longting was not there, he looked out the window with a melancholy expression.