President, please give me a hug

Monarch?Why is she here?

Ah Jin looked at her suspiciously, this girl didn't seem to know his identity yet, maybe she could attack her and have a chance to escape.

He made a mistake from the very beginning. He made a mistake in underestimating this child's IQ. He made up a mess of his own life experience, and spent half an hour with her, only to ask, are you a screenwriter?

Suddenly there are tens of thousands of cockroaches rushing past...

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Actually, I am..." Ah Jin sighed, and wanted to confess her identity to Jun Ling, but she was a step ahead, saying she wanted to guess who he really was.

Jun Ling looked at his facial features seriously, and there were several similarities with her father, and there was no trace of manipulation, so she was sure that this person was most likely her uncle.

But he didn't know what he did wrong to be tied here. He held his chin, frowned slightly, and asked, "Are you my uncle? Why haven't I seen you before?"

how old are you?

Married?

Do you have children?

Boy or girl?

Can the baby talk?

……

Jun Ling was like a sparrow, asking non-stop as soon as he opened his mouth, so that Ah Jin didn't know which question to answer her first.

The headache was so painful that he wanted to rub his temples, but his hands were tied, so he could only frown uncomfortably, hoping that this action would relieve the pain.

Unexpectedly, this action made Jun Ling stop asking questions, he couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, and finally got a moment of silence.

She rummaged through her small bag for a while, took out a small medicine bottle, and put it on the table, "If you have a headache, use this and it will get better soon."

Medicated oil?for him?She is the only person in this family who cares about him. Ah Jin can't help but think in his heart, if he can escape, he will definitely let this girl go. As for the others... all must die.

"Wipe me for me, I can't move my hands." Ah Jin said pitifully.

Jun Ling nodded, unscrewed the medicated oil, and told him to close his eyes when wiping it for him, in case she was too careless and applied the medicated oil to her eyes.

Sure enough, he is a caring child, which makes Ah Jin jealous of Jun Yichen even more. Why does God always give him the best?

Why can he have a healthy, lovely and sensible daughter, while his son was born sick?

"Uncle, don't be sad. Grandpa definitely doesn't want to tie you up, but he is afraid that you will hurt yourself when you are sick." Jun Ling applied the medicated oil for him, returned to his seat, and said solemnly .

In her eyes, uncle is like the crazy patient she saw on TV, he will go crazy when he gets sick, and the most terrible thing is to hurt himself and others.

"What's wrong with me, little girl, tell me clearly, who told you that I'm sick?" Ah Jin looked at her expression that seemed to understand everything, feeling that she thought he had some incurable disease.

I don't know how good his body is, I really don't know what this girl is pretending to be in her head?Do normal children mature prematurely?Just like a villain, he understands all kinds of messy things...

"Uncle, haven't you heard a word? A sick person will never admit to others that he is sick, so don't worry, I will never tell my little friend about you." Jun Ling patted Chest, said very righteously.After all, being sick is not an honorable thing. The more people know about it, the more right and wrong will become.