"I don't care, I just want to be with him, if Dad, you don't let me be with him, I'll go on a hunger strike" Mu Jinjin sat up straight and threw the blanket on the ground, looking like a martyr with a broken arm.
Bren obviously didn't believe his daughter's words, and looked at her and teased: "There is still leftover popcorn on the table, is this what Miss Sil said about hunger strike?"
"I" Mu Jinjin was blushed by his father's words, and kicked his feet to justify, "I mean to start a hunger strike now, and what I just now don't count."
"No, you won't, because Daddy knows you're a little glutton" "Then Dad, you'll see if I can."
Mu Jinjin stood up straight and yelled at Bren, and then walked towards the door of his bedroom in a huff, and when he opened the door, he slammed the door shut after entering, and the room was full of her angry breath.
She thought in her heart that her father would not cry when he saw the coffin, and she said that he didn't believe it, so she proved it to him with practical actions, and proved that he was willing to accept joseny Brun thought in his heart that his daughter must be scaring herself into comply, as long as she understands that she is not an easily frightened person, she will naturally be obedient in the future, and no longer try to make him accept that fuck-off boy all day long.
The two father and daughter quarreled like this, and neither let anyone.
Ten o'clock in the evening.
Bren had just returned from a banquet at a friend's house, and was in a very happy mood, humming a little tune as he went upstairs.
But when he passed by the door of the dining-room, he could not snort, for he found that the food on the table had not moved, and the two maids were standing at the table with their heads bowed and dozing.
Could it be that his baby daughter is really on a hunger strike?
Bren straightened his face and walked into the dining room to clear his throat, and the two maids immediately came to their senses and walked over to Bren to greet him in a panic.
"Good evening, sir."
"Are you back, sir?"
Bren hummed lightly in response, and asked the fairy-looking maid, "Why, didn't she come down for dinner today, Miss?"
"Yes sir, we went to call Miss down at five thirty o'clock, but Miss didn't come down.
Says that unless Mr.
Rist agrees that she will be with the boy she likes, she will never eat.
We were persuaded to dry our saliva, but the young lady still refused to come down, so we couldn't help it.
The maid replied in embarrassment.
Bren snorted sullenly, left the dining room with his hands on his back, and continued in the direction of the stairs.
When Bren walked to his daughter's room, the door was still ajar.
Brun pushed open the door and walked in, and found his daughter standing in the small flower table in the room, holding a small kettle to water the flowers, and the faint light on the top of the flower table hit her pale little face, making her face even whiter, and there were tears on her sick face.
Everyone will feel distressed when they see this situation, let alone his biological father Brun looked at his daughter and sighed deeply, his heart ached, and he shook his head for a long time before walking over.
Bren walked behind Mu Jinjin and stopped, and whispered his daughter's name.
"Sir, I heard from the maid that you didn't go down for dinner at night, and if Dad is not mistaken, you didn't eat at noon, don't you know how much damage to your body is if you don't eat?"
Mu Jinjin put the small kettle in his hand on the flower stand, and turned his head to look at Bren with red eyes. oshow7 t1706231537: