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

The more Jing Jiaren thought about it, the more she realized that it was possible, her heart was beating wildly.

She is also very curious about her life experience, if she is the child of Dong Gong and Jing's mother...

Then Jian Chenche is also a descendant of Donggong, so aren't they?

Jing Jiaren stared at Jian Chenche closely, but she didn't feel that he looked like her at all.

"Hey," Jing Jiaren asked coldly, "I was Elizabeth in the company, and now I have Jing Jiaren's face, you are not surprised."

Jian Chenche looked at her indifferently: "I know your identity, so I naturally know your past."

"Then do you know my background?"

"..."

"You should know that too, don't you?" Jing Jiaren glared at him fiercely.

Jian Chenche took the jade from his hand, wrapped it carefully, and was about to put it back.

Jing Jiaren followed behind him: "Don't keep silent and play tricks, I have to guess everything!"

"Didn't you guess well?"

"It wasn't Ji Ziang who threw me to you, but you found me." Jing Jiaren followed behind him and said, "He just kept looking for me for you, and later found out that I was Jing Jiaren, and I didn't die, so he just found me." Get me into your company?"

Jian Chenche put Yu carefully into the bedside compartment and ignored it.

Jing Jiaren got anxious and tugged him hard: "You talk."

"Don't touch it indiscriminately, it will break the jade."

"Just answer it?!"

"Some are, some are not."

"?"

"I've been looking up my life experience, you... I found you by the way." Jian Chenche turned her head and glanced at her, "But you seem to know nothing about my life experience, and it's of no help to me."

"Then if we are all children of the Donggong family, aren't we brothers and sisters?"

Jian Chenche pushed the relief back onto the head of the bed: "Do you want to become my sister?"

"..." Jing Jiaren, "Stop being sentimental, who wants to be your sister? I just want to know my background."

Jian Chenche didn't speak again.

How much does this cheap man know, he hides everything, his mouth is tighter than a clam shell.

Jing Jiaren crossed her arms and said, "It's fine if you don't tell me, I actually have a shocking secret, you want to know?"

"..."

"If I tell you, maybe Dong Gong is still alive?"

Jian Chenche's calm expression changed slightly, but soon became normal again: "Continue to make up."

"I'm not making up. My mother has been missing for more than 3 years and has not been found yet. I suspect that she was picked up by the East Palace," Jing Jiaren confessed, "If he is still alive, is it possible that this mysterious sponsor is him? Perhaps his purpose is not to give away this dragon carving jade, but to lure fish into the bait and trick your phoenix carving jade into it."

Jian Chenche: "..."

"You see, I'm not ignorant, and I can always help you with something. If you tell me more, I can help you find a way."

Jian Chenche: "..."

How could he still keep his mouth shut?

Jing Jiaren was a little annoyed, so she reached out and grabbed his hair.

Jian Chenche felt a little pain, and looked at her with a frown.

Jing Jiaren tore off four or five strands of hair as soon as she grabbed it, and carefully took out a towel to wrap it up: "It's fine if you don't cooperate, I'll do a paternity test later. See if you still deny it?"

"...Miss Jing, are you a robber?"

"Pull out a few hairs of your hair and you will be a bandit? Don't worry, I will bleed you later." Jing Jiaren said viciously, deliberately putting on a bandit look.