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6805. Chapter 6805 Carrying his small schoolbag on his back

What Jing Jiaren didn't know was that Mr. Ximen's phone call last night was the straw that broke the camel's back.

If a person is disappointed, it will never happen in a moment. The tea will not suddenly go cold.

Sun just accumulated many, many disappointments little by little, and now even the last safe haven, Mr. Ximen, has abandoned him, causing him to finally collapse under the weight.

Jing Jiaren usually treats Ximen Longting in various ways. In her opinion, it is just a trivial matter, but the child's sensitive heart sees everything but does not say anything.

Jing Jiaren teased Sun again, but he neither refused nor responded, his attention was all on the PSP.

Jing Jiaren finally looked at Ximen Longting: "What on earth did you say?"

"I said that if he doesn't want to attend the party this afternoon, he can stay in this room all afternoon."

Ximen Longting fed his daughter a bottle and raised his eyebrows coldly.

"I also told him that if he likes the scenery in Aicheng, he can stay here for a few more days to accompany your father."

By the way, Ximen Longting also called the bodyguard and sent someone to pack his luggage.

After he finished speaking, Sun honestly packed his schoolbag and walked out...for fear that they would leave him alone.

No wonder, Sun only carries his small schoolbag when he is ready to go out.

Jing Jiaren was slightly disappointed: "That's it?"

"What else do you want?"

Sure enough, Ximen Longting is unreliable. How can you expect him to have a heart-to-heart talk with his son?

"You haven't solved the fundamental problem."

"Do you expect me, a man in his 30s, to understand the thoughts of a dwarf who is only a few years old? To communicate with him?" Ximen Longting stared at his red eyes, too strong to be difficult.

Well, Jing Jiaren also feels that she has failed as a mother. Even she failed to communicate, let alone Ximen Longting?

After a pause, Ximen Longting said, "Go get a glass of water."

Jing Jiaren was about to get up.

"That's not you, that little dwarf."

Sun seems to be very focused on playing games...

"Do you want to go out this afternoon?" Ximen Longting said wickedly.

Sun's little fingers were stiff, so he put the PSP aside and jumped off the sofa to pour water.

After a while, he poured the tea and put it in front of Ximen Longting with both hands...

Ximen Longting took it and raised his eyebrows at Jing Jiaren.

Jing Jiaren frowned, this was called violent suppression and would not have any long-term effect.

"Tell me, what's wrong with you?" Ximen Longting was drinking tea, his expression was majestic and serious, like a father.

"..."

"We should spend the night there, I don't know how many days." Ximen Longting said threateningly.

This normally talkative kid finally managed to say: "I'm fine."

"Not telling the truth?"

"I'm in a bad mood, don't worry about me. Just treat me as having a nervous breakdown." He spoke in a low mood.

"Mood?" Ximen Longting put down his tea cup, "At such a young age, you can't learn anything, and you can't learn to be in a good mood!"

"Forget it," Jing Jiaren saw Ximen Longting's tone becoming stern again, "Don't force him to question him."

On the contrary, it is counterproductive.

Jing Jiaren thought that after he fell asleep and relaxed his vigilance at night, she would probably find out if she took out the diary and took a look.

How could she forget that when her son grows up, he is also an independent individual, able to think, and has character... Just because he didn't lose his temper before doesn't mean he has no temper.

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