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

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip: "That's the servant's child."

"Your lie could be made more believable."

"What I said is real!"

This situation, as if time traveled to a few years ago...

The eyes of the two were twisted and collided in the air, and her face was full of stubborn dissatisfaction.Even if she is lying, she is taking it for granted!

Ximen Longting's gaze flickered slightly, as if his heart had been stung: "Whether it's true or not, there will be a conclusion soon, is it finished?"

"not yet."

Jing Jiaren wrote intently. To be honest, lying on the ground and writing like this is really quite humiliating.

However, what Jing Jiaren didn't expect was that there was something more humiliating waiting for her...

Half an hour later, her body was numb, she rubbed her knees, and picked up the written "self-introduction".

"Sir, I have finished."

Ximen Longting sat with his legs crossed, tasting the lingering black tea.

The exquisite tea set painted with golden edges, the translucent red is like the color of his eyes...

He raised his lips and called her over.

Jing Jiaren walked up to him, and he told her to lie on the sofa in a cold voice, with her back facing his direction.

Jing Jiaren was puzzled, so she had to lay half of her body on the sofa.

"Face against what you just wrote."

His orders go on and on.

Jing Jiaren held it in both hands and moved her face closer.

"From now on, read aloud."

Jing Jiaren didn't know what he meant by asking her to read in this position.

Her back is injured, so it's okay to lie on her stomach.

I just read a few sentences and got a slap in the butt...

Jing Jiaren's body paused, and he said in a dark voice, "Continue."

Jing Jiaren read a few more sentences, and then slapped her heavily.

He was merciless, Jing Jiaren's buttocks were slapped hard, it was like a fire, and it was extremely painful.

pop, pop, pop—

One palm after another.

Jing Jiaren's self-introduction was interrupted from time to time, and she let out a slight gasp.

I didn't expect a spanking in the butt to be so painful!

With each slap, her body swayed, and the servants stood behind the sofa in shock—

Although the master had a surly and vicious personality, it was the first time they saw such a thing as corporal punishment in front of a servant.

Moreover, Ximen Longting did it himself.

After twenty palms, Jing Jiaren felt that her butt was about to swell, and large beads of sweat slid down her forehead and dripped onto the paper.

She finally read the last word.

Ximen Longting's hand rested on her plump buttocks, and he asked in a sexy and seductive voice: "You know the punishment for lying to me?"

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip and nodded.

"I'm asking you something—"

"understood."

"If it's a big lie, it's not so easy to spare you."

"I see."

"Very good." He narrowed his eyes sullenly, "I hate liars the most." No one can violate his bottom line!

Jing Jiaren sucked in her breath. Not only was her back injured, her buttocks probably couldn't sit still. It hurt. His hand hurt like being hit with a stick.

"Bring it here." Ximen Longting raised his hand.

Knowing that he was talking about "self-introduction", Jing Jiaren handed him the sweat-drenched paper.

He folded it indifferently: "I will personally verify whether every word said in it is true."

"..."

"If you dare to lie to me, do you know what will happen?"

Jing Jiaren flashed a smile coldly: "No, how dare I lie to you?"

"Bring the medicine!"