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

The clerk was stunned for a moment: "Probably there are fewer people today..."

Jing Jiaren smiled and said, "Would you stand at the door and count every passerby?"

"..."

"I've only heard that gifts are given to customer No. 1008, but I've never seen one for passers-by. Isn't that strange?"

Mengkui frowned: "It's really strange when you say that."

The clerk said helplessly: "I'm just a part-time worker, I hope you don't embarrass me..."

"Don't worry, I just want the truth."

"Today is indeed not the store's 3rd anniversary celebration, and there is no such event. The store manager suddenly asked us to do this, and we are very puzzled..."

Jing Jiaren continued to ask, "Then how did you decide to give me the medicine?"

The clerk took out a stack of paper and unfolded it to be a sketch.

The picture above is Jing Jiaren, with beautiful eyes and white teeth, and a very neat painting style...

"Then who is the person who entrusted you?"

"I definitely don't know this, and even if you press the store manager, you won't tell you... because we were entrusted to keep it secret."

Jing Jiaren asked a few more questions, but seeing that there was nothing to ask, she had to give up.

Walking out of the pharmacy, Mengkui patted her on the shoulder: "You are so thoughtful, you can be a detective."

"..."

"By the way, what kind of love debt did you get into? In order to deliver medicine to you, you sneaked around like a thief."

Jing Jiaren is also thinking about who is such a big hand...

"Hey, to be beautiful is to have benefits. It seems that I will never meet such a romantic thing in my life."

Jing Jiaren squeezed the ointment and looked at it, Mengkui pulled her arm and asked, "Have you figured it out yet?"

Jing Jiaren opened the medicine box and took out the ointment, a small bottle of disinfectant water, gauze, small scissors...all the equipment is complete.

"I guess I know who it is."

"Who? Bring it out another day to get to know each other..."

An extremely warm air flowed through Jing Jiaren's heart in an instant——Leng Lintian, who else would there be besides him?

He sent her to the study class in the morning, maybe he saw her fall from a distance.

But in order to keep the agreement, he didn't show up immediately to help her up.

I wanted to give her medicine, but I was afraid of being rejected by her, so did I come up with such a way?

It's rare for him to put so much thought into it, to keep it secretive, and not let her find out... let alone come to claim credit, to show how good he is to her.It can be regarded as caring.

Jing Jiaren likes this kind of man who only talks but doesn't act, and is a little domineering.

"Girl, what are you laughing at?"

Jing Jiaren came back to her senses: "Did I laugh?"

"You smiled, the corners of your mouth raised..."

Jing Jiaren looked at the mirror in the window, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

Being teased by Mengkui, I couldn't help laughing instantly...

The two women laughed and fought on the side of the road. Meng Kui deliberately snatched the ointment and dangled it in front of her.

The breath of youth and youth is publicized.

Well, if Ximen Longting at this time knew that his "great achievements" were directly on Leng Lintian's head like this, and that he made Jing Jia feel good about him, he would regret it so badly.

"Jiaren, sit over there, and I'll help you apply the medicine." Mengkui dragged Jing Jiaren to sit down at the wrought iron sculpture by the side of the road, knelt down and carefully lifted up her skirt.

It's spring, the skirts have thickness, and the knees of the pantyhose are worn away.

Mengkui helped her cut off the fabric around her knees, and poured disinfectant on it...