I was familiar with the direction of the road, Simba's bedroom.

Now Simba has his own bedroom, and his bedroom is next to Dai Yuyan's bedroom.

He walked in the palace dressed as a doctor and guard, and no one doubted his identity. He easily arrived at Simba's bedroom.

It was just that she wanted to walk into the bedroom through the main entrance of the bedroom, which was impossible.

After all, she did not belong to the guards in Simba's bedroom, and she could not let the guards in the palace show him.

She couldn't walk on the main entrance, so she chose to jump over the wall.

She took advantage of the night and turned over and rushed up the wall. She turned around and jumped into the bedroom.

In the bedroom, lush trees and vegetation were planted. With these trees as her concealment, she approached the main building of the bedroom.

Little Simba in the main building was standing in his study. His little face was twisted and he looked at the big devil in the room unhappily.

The big devil sat in his position, and he could only stand.

The problem is that this is his bedroom and his territory. Why should this man named Father be the master here?

William looked at the documents processed by Little Simba on the table, and his eyebrows were sinking, "Is this the documents you process?"

Simba looked over and said, "Yes, these are the documents I processed."

"I'll give you these documents for you to process, so you can draw a turtle on it." William asked.

In order to get Simba to exercise to handle national affairs, he would pick some documents and ask Simba to handle them. Of course, he had already approved these documents. He just wanted Simba to exercise Simba, so he asked Simba to handle them again.

However, today he came to check Simba's work situation, but found that all the official documents were painted with little turtles by Simba.

Simba said dismissively, "Yes, I'm trying hard to draw turtles, Father, do you think the turtles I painted look like? The guards and maids all said that the turtles I painted are exactly the same as real turtles. Father, do you like turtles? I can draw a few for you."

A green grassland seemed to grow above William's head, "I don't like turtles. These are official documents. How can you draw turtles on official documents?"

He questioned his son.

"But you have already processed all these documents. I don't need to process them again. If I handle them again, it would be a waste of my time." Simba said with confidence.

"I am training your ability to handle national affairs. Your current ability is not enough to handle national affairs well. So I will first approve these official documents and then use them to exercise for you." William said.

Simba's little hand was inserted into his pants pocket, and his little brow frowned into a caterpillar. "Since I don't have the ability to handle national affairs, why do you still have to let me deal with it, Father. Are you very unreasonable?"

William's lips were pursed into a straight line, and he had never won the problem with his son. I have to say that this kid's ability to sing is definitely better than him, and he should be following his mother.

"If I don't let you exercise, how can you handle national affairs independently in the future? I'm training you," said William.

Simba blinked, "But I don't want to deal with national affairs in the future. I just want to find my mother. Where is my mother? When will you let me out and find my mother?"

William's heart seemed to be stabbed by a dagger, and it hurt.

"You don't have to look for her anymore. She won't come to see you anymore. She doesn't want you anymore."

He tried his best to find Lianlian, but Lianlian just hid from him and refused to find him. He was so angry that he wanted to strangle the woman to death.

Damn woman, for Gaia, can betray her, abandon him, and abandon their son. Let him see the damn little woman, he will tie her to the bed so that she will never get out of the bed.

When Simba heard his father's words, his little face was aggrieved, and a tears flashed in his big eyes, "I don't believe it, my mother wouldn't want me. My mother just doesn't want you, but he will definitely want me. My mother said that she likes my dimples the most."

He was dissatisfied with his father and had no children and wanted to be abandoned by his mother. He thought that his mother wanted to abandon him, which was psychologically unacceptable. She remembered that her mother said she loved her dimples.

William's face was as if on the eve of a storm, and every word of Simba hit his heart. Lianlian just wanted him, just his son.

And how did he know that this damn little thing, her mother only wants his son and doesn't want him?

"Who said your mother just wants you to want me? Your mother doesn't want you or me. If she wants you, why didn't she come back to find you?" he said coldly.

There was a feeling of competing for favor in his tone. Even his own son couldn't do it, and his son couldn't compete for favor with him.

Lianlian, who had been hiding outside the window, listened to the conversation between the father and son, was so angry that she wanted to beat William to death.

Damn William actually told his son that she didn't want his son anymore.

How could she not want her son? This time she ventured into the palace to find Gaia and then took her son away.

She was patient and waited for William to leave. As long as William left, she could go in and see her son.

Simba looked disappointed when he listened to his father's words, and withered like a small flower hit by frost.

He sat on the ground, "I just don't care about national affairs. You can do whatever you want. At worst, you can throw me out of the palace."

"You want me to throw you out of the palace so that you can find your mother by yourself. If you think beautifully, I will never throw you out of the palace. Just be fine and reflect here." William said, and stood up and walked out of Simba's study.

If he threw his son out of the palace, he would have no chance to see Lianlian. Lianlian would definitely disappear without a trace with his son.

His son was the only bargaining chip he had recovered.

Simba hugged his legs with his little hands, his head resting on his knees, his big eyes showed a feeling of loss, thinking of his mother, he felt wronged and wanted to cry. Why do other children have mothers, but he doesn't have mothers?

The window of the study room suddenly opened and Lianlian jumped in from outside the window.

Simba heard the sound of someone jumping in and looked up at the guard who was walking over.

This guard was very handsome and the most beautiful guard he had ever seen.

"Who are you?" Simba asked. He was also very obsessed with his appearance and liked beautiful creatures when he saw them.

Walking towards her son step by step, she squatted down and looked straight with her son, "I love your dimples the most. You are my favorite dimples."

She used her original voice, not the man's voice.

Simba's eyes lit up, as if countless meteors were passing by his eyes, "Mom, you are my mother."
Chapter completed!