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

The grandmother thought for a moment: "About five years old? It's a bit too old..."

Grandma rubbed Jane's face with her hand, and looked at Jing Jiaren again.

Looking at her eyes is like looking at JANE when she was young.

Jing Jiaren pursed her lips. Ms. Jane is not only of Portuguese and French blood, but also part of Chinese blood, probably inherited from her ancestors.

Her face is very deep, but because her hair and eyes are black, she is a very beautiful Chinese and Western mixed race.

If Jing Jiaren was born to Master Donggong and Mother Jing, then Jing Jiaren also has part of Western blood...

No wonder her face is so deep.

As for Jing's mother, her face is more oriental, not so three-dimensional.

This is why Jing Jiaren is more similar to Miss Jane?

Mother Jing lacked that aristocratic temperament.

Suddenly the sofa beside her collapsed, and Leng Lintian sat down next to her, with one hand resting naturally on her shoulder.

Jing Jiaren was not used to it. She wanted to distance herself from him, but because her grandmother was there, she had to endure it.

But Leng Lintian took the opportunity to lean over, his chin hit her shoulder, and the man's hot breath came over: "What are you looking at?"

Jing Jiaren squeezed the photo uncomfortably and said, "Leng Lintian, how old were you?"

Leng Lintian looked at the photo with deep eyes, and shook his head: "Forgot."

By the way, he hasn't recovered his memory yet.

"Does grandma know about mother?" Jing Jiaren asked with interest.

Grandma smiled and said, "You are very interested in her."

"Probably because we look so much alike?"

"If the time goes back more than 20 years, I would think that she came back..." Grandma shook her head and smiled, "Actually, you still have many differences."

"How much does grandma know about mother?" After that, Jing Jiaren went around for a long time, but she couldn't ask the center.

The man's magnetic voice sounded beside her ear: "You can ask me for help."

Jing Jiaren was speechless, so she could only stare at him begging for help. What can he do?

Leng Lintian patted Jing Jiaren's shoulder, and asked directly: "Grandma, does my mother leave anything special for you to keep?"

"No."

"Think about it..." Leng Lintian asked again, "Where does she usually like to pack her things?"

"Why, you came back this time because of JANE?"

"Grandmother, think about it carefully." Leng Lintian stared at her seriously, "She has the habit of writing a diary, where are all her diaries?"

"Go look in the room. What's the matter?"

"It's okay. It's getting late, wife, go to bed early and get up early, and you're in good health." Leng Lintian took the opportunity to stroke her hair affectionately.

The intimacy of the two brought a smile to the grandmother's face, and she looked very relieved.

The grandmother brought them to Miss Jane's room, before leaving, she suddenly remembered something and said, "That time Jane came back, she did bring a box with her."

"Box? What kind of box?"

"She was very secretive, and I didn't see clearly... Then she took the box to the jujube forest." Grandma recalled vigorously.

Jing Jiaren and Leng Lintian looked at each other: "Where is that jujube grove?"

"It's not far, you guys rest early today, and I'll take you there tomorrow."

"Thank you grandma!"

Grandma looked very energetic today, bent down, stroked Jing Jiaren's belly, and said good night to the baby.