Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"This is my homemade mango mousse cup. Drink it warm. It warms the stomach and is good for the stomach."

Jing Jiaren probed into the juice glass, "It's still warm, why don't you drink it?"

Ximen Longting's expression suddenly changed, and he stared at her coldly.

Wilson asked for the young master: "How do you know that our young master has a bad stomach?"

Jing Jiaren was stunned for a moment, it seemed that she was going to pay more and more attention.

"I don't know, I just saw that he just vomited..." Jing Jiaren replied tactfully, "I think he must have an upset stomach after drinking so much alcohol, and drinking this juice will help him."

Wilson understood: "I see."

"This juice is really useful and delicious. Shall I teach the servant how to make it?"

SUN likes to drink this juice the most.

Ximen Longting didn't appreciate it: "No need."

"Take a sip and try?"

Jing Jiaren had always wanted to make it for Ximen Longting...

"Our young master doesn't like to drink fruit juice."

"You don't know if you like it until you drink it?" Jing Jiaren said with a lame eyebrow, "If you don't drink it, is it a waste of my hard work?"

"..."

Ximen Longting frowned, picked up the juice and took a sip, the aroma of heart and lungs filled his mouth.

A servant came over and said, "The cake is already baked, should I take it out now?"

Jing Jiaren got up: "Eat first, I'll go and spread cream on the cake."

She was not restrained at all, and followed the servant to the cake room naturally...

Ximen Longting stared at her leaving back, as if [Jing Jiaren] was walking beside him.

Wilson also felt that this Miss Elizabeth spoke and behaved very much like [Jing Jiaren].

The point is, she is not like women like Ji Zihan who blindly flatter and compliment Ximen Longting. She has a temper and a personality.

In the cake room, Jing Jiaren was wearing an apron and plastic gloves skillfully making cakes.

When she lowered her head, a few strands of her hair fell down.

From SUN's first birthday, she will make "scorpion cake" for her son.

Been doing it for three years, she has practiced many times and is doing really well...

Jing Jiaren felt that the skills she had honed for so long seemed to pave the way for this day.

Is God giving her a chance to realize her dream?What she did not do well in the past has the opportunity to make up for it now.

A pair of cold red eyes came from the door, and stared at her for a long time knowingly.

When Jing Jiaren turned around, the figure had disappeared.

Soon after, a scorpion cake was ready. The blue scorpion had a hooked tail with a heart shape at the end.

Putting the cake on the dining table, I found that Ximen Longting was nowhere to be seen, the food was almost eaten, even the juice was finished.

Jing Jiaren smiled knowingly, and she knew that the taste is innate and cannot be changed at all...

Ximen Longting made himself like Chinese food, but he was actually forcing himself.

She found Ximen Longting on the terrace, his dark figure leaning against the railing, looking at the watchtower on the sea.

The sea and the sky are vast, and the dreamy church is set up like a wedding venue.

Jing Jiaren narrowed her eyes slightly. She really wanted to go to the seabed to see the cemetery... If possible, she would fulfill all her wishes before leaving.

Soon, Jing Jiaren lowered her face and smiled wryly, she was too greedy, wasn't she?

When she raised her head, Ximen Longting turned around at some point and stared at her strangely.

"I... the cake is ready..."