The tears that Leng Junlin had finally held back showed signs of coming out again, biting his lips with his white teeth, and clenched his fists angrily: "Leng Yihuang, that shameless person!"
"Pearls are mine!" He held back for a long time, but still couldn't hold back, he let out a grievance roar, and cried again.
Wang Rui was annoyed by his crying, especially seeing that he was still chanting his bead over and over at this time, she felt even more angry.
She held back her impatience, took his little hand, and asked softly: "Don't cry, Aunt Ruirui asked you, if your father really let her be your mother, would you like it?"
"Leng Yihuang is the most shameless, he won't listen to me." The little guy's dissatisfaction with Leng Yihuang has reached a new height.
"If you don't want to, then you have to say it, you know?" Wang Rui guided him slowly: "If you don't say it, she will really marry your father. She is not your real mother. She knows you It's not that long, and based on how much your father cares about her, after they get married, your father will definitely put all his thoughts on her, and then they will have another baby... "
Leng Junlin looked at her in disbelief, and a distressing fragility flashed in his big black grape-like eyes.
"Junlin, is Aunt Ruirui treating you well? Aunt Ruirui loves you very much, right? If you are willing to let Aunt Ruirui be your mother, then Aunt Ruirui can promise you that she will never have another child with your father Now that the baby is here, Auntie will watch over you and pamper you, don't you think so?"
Leng Junlin looked up at her: "If you marry Leng Yihuang, won't you have a baby with him?"
Wang Rui tried her best to conceal her surprise, and nodded: "Yes, Auntie assures you that one baby in King's Landing will be enough in the future."
"It's just, it's just that your father's trial is a little sad, but it's not impossible. You can tell your great-grandfather and great-grandmother that you like me more and say that woman treats you badly..."
Leng Junlin blinked, lowered his eyes, picked the plaster cast on his leg with his small hands, and didn't say whether it was all right or not.
Wang Rui was a little impatient, and shook his little hand: "Junlin, did you hear what Aunt Ruirui said? Auntie likes Junlin the most, doesn't she? Auntie will buy whatever Junlin wants, right? "
"I'm a little hungry." Leng Junlin said with a buzzing nose.
"Okay, Aunt Ruirui will take you to eat delicious food."
"I want to eat a lobster feast, I want to turn my grief into food!"
"... Well, we in King's Landing can eat whatever we want."
...
The two went to finish the big meal, walked out of the restaurant, Ah Xing was already waiting outside, and went up to pick up Leng Junlin, but Wang Rui hid him and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'll just hold it."
Ah Xing didn't fight her either: "The young master asked me to take you back to the villa."
Hearing Leng Yihuang's name, Leng Junlin rolled his eyes and snorted.
"Okay." Wang Rui carried Leng Junlin into the car.
In the restaurant just now, she added fuel to the fire. This child is still very easy to deceive. What every child fears most is being abandoned by his parents. Leng Junlin just clamored to go back to the capital.
Back at the villa, Wang Rui handed Leng Junlin to the servant in order to avoid suspicion.
Leng Junlin asked the servant to carry him upstairs and returned to his room. He took his small backpack and began to pack his things.
When he saw Lin Xiaomi's photo frame in the backpack, his eyes turned red again.
Leng Yihuang is a big liar, if they don't want him, then he won't want them either.
Leng Junlin stuffed things randomly into the small backpack, and asked the servant to carry him downstairs.
"I'm going back to Kyoto, drive me to the train station!" He gave orders while sitting on the sofa in the living room.
Wang Rui sat aside and said nothing.
The servant hurriedly told Ah Xing that none of them dared to send Leng Junlin away without Leng Yihuang's permission.
Ah Xing knew the young master's temper best, took out his mobile phone and said, "Okay, I'll tell the young master."
Leng Junlin was so angry that he wanted to hit him with the orange in his hand: "Don't tell Leng Yihuang! If you don't send me off, I'll go by myself! Anyway, no one wants me anymore. I'll go back and find my grandpa and grandma."
He had a plaster cast on his leg, which made it inconvenient to walk. He lost his balance and fell to the ground. He tried several times, but he couldn't stand up. He just wanted to climb out.
Ah Xing reached out to hug him, but he waved him away: "Will you send me away? Otherwise, I'll tell my grandpa and grandma that you abused me!"
Leng Yihuang hugged Lin Xiaomi before entering the door, when he heard the sound of chickens and dogs jumping in the villa.
Especially the voice of the fox pretending to be the tiger.
When Lin Xiaomi heard Leng Junlin's voice, she became a little anxious, and grabbed Leng Yihuang's clothes, telling him to walk faster.
After entering the door, Leng Yihuang glanced at the fallen fruits and broken plates, his face immediately sank.
Seeing them come back, Ah Xing breathed a sigh of relief: "Master, the young master said... he wants to go back to the capital."
Without blinking his eyes, Leng Yihuang said coldly, "Do you want to go back to Kyoto? Let the helicopter take him away."
Leng Junlin saw that he didn't even stay with himself, and then looked at Lin Xiaomi who was being hugged by his princess, and cried with a "wow".
He has really become a poor little guy who no one wants.
Lin Xiaomi kicked her legs and insisted on getting off the ground. Leng Yihuang was afraid of hurting her, so he had to let go. Lin Xiaomi bent down and wanted to hold Leng Junlin in his arms, but he waved him away.
With a snap, the back of his hand turned red.
Leng Yihuang's brows and eyes immediately turned cold: "Your skin is itchy, isn't it?"
As he said that, he was about to step forward to teach him a lesson. Lin Xiaomi protected Leng Junlin behind him, and pushed Leng Yihuang away forcefully with his hands: "Why are you so fierce!"
Leng Yihuang looked at her with dissatisfaction, his eyes seemed to say - is he helping her, let it be that she doesn't appreciate it, and blame him.
Lin Xiaomi is not in the mood to comprehend the meaning in his eyes now.
Looking at Leng Junlin with distress and sadness, he said, "Does Junlin hate me? Why do you want to go back to the capital?"
Leng Junlin burst into tears and did not answer.
Leng Yihuang couldn't see it: "Ask you!"
As if deliberately against him, when Leng Yihuang yelled at him, he cried even harder.
Wang Rui walked over at this time and hugged Leng Junlin: "Brother Yi, don't scold Junlin, he is also sad. Since he doesn't want to stay here, or I will take him back to the capital."
Lin Xiaomi looked at Wang Rui hugging Leng Junlin distressedly and coaxing him, feeling terribly uncomfortable. He was obviously his son, but now she wouldn't even let her touch him.
She really wanted to snatch Jun Lin over, but she was afraid that Jun Lin would hate her even more.
His eyes were a little red, and his little hands tightened his clothes because of the discomfort.
"Ah Xing, take Leng Junlin back to the room." Seeing Lin Xiaomi's distressed look, Leng Yihuang finally spoke.