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

Jing Jiaren stared at him silently: "So, what are you implying to me?"

"Don't understand?" Ximen Longting's eyes dimmed, "You are so smart, are you pretending not to understand?"

Jing Jiaren stared at him angrily, watching him stand up idly, and glanced at the wound on her forehead again: "Go to bed early, the first night in prison, don't lose sleep."

"..."

Ximen Longting strode past her and walked to the door of the room.

Jing Jiaren's voice chased after her and asked, "You want me to be your lover~?"

Ximen Longting stood still and didn't say anything.

"You want me to stay in bed or something to reduce my sentence?"

Ximen Longting raised his thin lips and looked at her happily: "You said that."

He couldn't take the initiative to attack Jing Jiaren, so he tripped her up and asked her to lean towards him by herself.

It wasn't his fault that she pestered him to please him, to be his lover, right?

Jing Jiaren clenched her fists and turned her face away: "Then you have found the wrong person, you should find the woman in your pocket watch that you miss!"

Ximen Longting's chest instantly felt depressed, and he expected that the result of showing this woman a video would be like this...

But it would be better to be like this, to stop her from continuing to investigate.

Ximen Longting pressed the door with his hand: "Is there anything else you want to say to me?"

"roll!"

Jing Jiaren casually grabbed a pillow and threw it at him: "Even if you let me go through the prison, I won't accompany you."

"..."

"Ximen Shanzhu, you dirty bastard, scumbag, get the hell out of here!"

Ximen Longting came to beg for scolding at night, thinking he could eat meat...

He gave Jing Jiaren a hard look, would she rather go to jail than be with him?

Even if the memory is forgotten, her feelings for him will disappear completely?

Ximen Longting left silently...

When Jing Jiaren heard the door close, she fell on the bed and grabbed the sheets angrily.

The woman in the video kept replaying in her mind, especially the way she said hi to the camera, and that smile seemed so arrogant to her, a demonstration.

Ximen Longting approached her just because of this woman, because of her face?

He wants to get her, but he refuses to let go of his figure, so he treats her like this?Even put her in prison just to make her beg him?

Jing Jiaren was so angry that her heart was full of anger.

Soon, the door was opened, and a female prison guard walked in, holding ointment and a Band-Aid in her hand.

"Number 8567, stand at attention."

Jing Jiaren turned a deaf ear, as if she didn't hear, the sharp footsteps came towards her.

She thought she would be given an electric baton—that's how they usually deal with disobedient prisoners.

He grabbed her arm with one hand and pulled her up slightly.

"No. 8567, sit down."

Jing Jiaren indifferently saw the Band-Aid in the jailer's hand. She brushed Jing Jiaren's wet hair away, squeezed the medicine on a cotton swab, and gently applied it to her.

"No. 8567, there is a rule in the prison that you must dry your hair before going to bed."

Does the prison still care about this?

Are the other prisoners equipped with hair dryers?

"You must protect your face, your body, and prevent any part from being injured again," the jailer said after applying the medicine and putting on a bandage. "Don't wash your face with water these days. This one was used before the scab formed." Medicine, this is the medicine for removing scars after the scab has formed."

Jing Jiaren watched the jailer distinguish the properties of the medicine, and put it on the bed cabinet.