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

Jing Jiaren exclaimed in astonishment, "No!"

Ximen Longting said coldly, "Why, are you afraid that your lie will be exposed?"

"Don't bother him all the time. It's just a trivial matter. If you don't like it, I just don't wear this necklace."

"It's not such a small matter whether to wear it or not."

"You are narrow-minded and jealous!" Jing Jiaren provoked him, "Is it wrong for someone to give me a necklace?"

Ximen Longting smiled softly, held the chain and said: "The fault is that his family property is not worth the value of this necklace, and the fault is that you lied to me again."

Jing Jiaren was slightly startled: "What did you say?"

"This is not an ordinary chain," Wilson reminded softly, "Its market value is one billion."

The necklace itself is worthless, but if it is "Love in a Fallen City", they have personally witnessed that its value has been raised to one billion.

Jing Jiaren smiled in disbelief: "You must have misunderstood it, it may really be a fake."

Although Shang Yanxuan is a son of a wealthy family, she doesn't believe that he casually gave a necklace worth one billion yuan.

"Whether it is a fake or not, you will know after verification."

Ximen Longting took off the chain and handed it to Wilson.

The chain will naturally be sent to that auction house for appraisal by the auction appraiser in charge of this necklace.Since the necklace is sold from them, it is natural for them to distinguish the authenticity from the fake.Coincidentally, Ximen Longting also wanted to investigate who was the one who photographed "Love in the Fallen City".

Jing Jiaren also began to panic——

One is because he is afraid that this chain is really valuable, so Ximen Longting will definitely investigate this matter to the end;

The second is that Ximen Longting is very powerful, and Shang Yanxuan can be found out with only one chain.After all, regardless of whether the chain is valuable or not, it is a gem, and there will be transaction details for buying and selling.

"What are you thinking?" Ximen Longting's deep voice interrupted her, "Your face looks ugly."

"..."

"Did you think of something to confess to me?"

Jing Jiaren's face was pale, and she looked at him coldly: "I... have a stomachache."

Ximen Longting's expression changed: "Where does it hurt?"

Jing Jiaren pressed her abdomen: "It seems to be the place where the uterus hurts..."

She knew that he was worried about her body and that she would not be able to have a child, so she wanted to use this to draw his attention away.

Sure enough, Jing Jiaren succeeded!

Ximen Longting pressed his big palm over and pressed it: "Where does it hurt? Here, or here?"

Jing Jiaren pretended to be uncomfortable: "It hurts...I want to lie down and rest."

Ximen Longting was no longer in the mood to pursue other matters, picked her up, and strode out of the interrogation room.

Wilson followed up and said, "Master, I expected Miss Jing to be thin, so I accompanied a medical bodyguard."

Ximen Longting nodded: "Good job."

"Sure, it's all my job."

The police officers lined up in the open space to welcome Ximen Longting into the helicopter. This matter is temporarily over.

Jing Jiaren was placed on a big soft bed, and one of the bodyguards came over to help her check her body.

It was only then that Jing Jiaren discovered that the bodyguards accompanying Ximen Longting were all Chinese. He used to hear those foreign bodyguards speak blunt Chinese and occasionally post a few words, which was awkward no matter what.

This Chinese bodyguard and doctor will take the pulse—

Judging from her veins, Jing Jiaren's physical condition can't be hidden, showing that she is very healthy.

"How is she?" Ximen Longting's expression was obviously worried.