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

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Leng Lintian sat in the driver's seat with the windows open, letting the wind and rain fly in.

He waited for so many days, and finally this rain came...

The purple lips were lifted evilly, and the eyes were tightly locked on Jing Jiaren, since she appeared in his field of vision.

Seeing this woman walking out of the corridor on the third floor, she stood out from the crowd.

Seeing her figure standing on the stairs leading to the second floor, he suddenly stopped, leaning on the railing and flipping through the sketchbook...

With a thin and clean face, it is impossible to tell that she is a 26-year-old mother who has given birth to two children.

Especially Jing Jiaren now likes to wear some sports clothes, and her whole body exudes purity.

Of course, Leng Lintian didn't miss the scene where the skinny male voice went to confess with a bouquet of flowers, but got a bad nose.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, seeing that she was not only so ruthless to him, it was more or less balanced.

Seeing his goddess go down to the first floor, the eyes of the people nearby were focused on her face, and she was the only one who didn't know it.

Leng Lintian really wanted to get out of the car immediately, holding an umbrella to pick her up...

He also considered that she had reminded him that he was not allowed to approach her in public.

His thumb slid across the screen of the phone, and he was about to call her.

Note on the phone: [Goddess Jing].

Just before dialing the number, I saw Jing Jiaren parked on the first floor, took out the raincoat from her bag and opened it...

The smile on the corner of Leng Lintian's mouth froze suddenly, and his face turned cold in an instant.

SHI~T!

Jing Jiaren pushed out her small battery and found that the BMW parked on the side of the road had disappeared.

The rain was actually not heavy, but she felt that she could give Leng Lintian a chance to go home in his car.As for the battery car in the trunk.

But—what about people?

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King's house.

Jing's father was nestled on the sofa watching TV, but the smell of cooking came from the house.Leng Lintian stood in front of the cupboard, neatly cutting potato shreds...

Jing Jiaren was standing at the entrance taking off her raincoat. Father Jing greeted her and said, "It's raining outside. Didn't Xiaotian go out to pick you up just now? There was a conflict? Why did he come back alone?"

Jing Jiaren was puzzled, asked her?How did she know why he came back alone.

Father Jing handed over the towel again, and wiped her body carelessly: "Aren't you wet?"

"It's not raining much, no."

"I'm going to get you bath water..."

Papa Jing turned around and went to the bathroom with concern, and filled the bathtub with water.

Jing Jiaren put down her bag and didn't go upstairs immediately like before. She glanced at Leng Lintian hesitantly. He was still shredding potatoes very carefully. If she was in a place where she was usually, he would definitely stop everything. The action looked at her.

Of course, Jing Jiaren didn't like being watched by him...

She hesitated, took out the ointment and walked over.

Hearing footsteps, Leng Lintian finally stopped the knife and looked up at her: "This is the menu for tonight."

The small blackboard hanging in front of the refrigerator was written with the names of several dishes, which were naturally Jing Jiaren's favorite.

She glanced at it: "I just saw your car, you went to find me? What's the matter?"

"It's okay, let's go and see you." His voice was deep.

Jing Jiaren's heart tightened. He obviously went, but came back alone, just to check her safety?

He gave her a raincoat, and bought her ointment...but he didn't mention a word.

Jing Jiaren completely misunderstood, and said softly, "Thank you."

Leng Lintian frowned slightly, fortunately he wasn't cutting potatoes, otherwise he would have cut his own hand!