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

Ximen Longting opened his notebook, reclined on the sofa, flipped through the materials, and wrote a new fraud scheme.

P city in China is just his first stop.

There will be a series of crimes to follow...France, England, Russia...

But with the most basic funds, he can train the team in the later stage.You don't have to do it yourself.

Stacks of books are placed by the table, all bought by the way when I went shopping today.

Ximen Longting was flipping through thick books, with gold-rimmed anti-radiation glasses on his face, turning the pages and marking them with bookmarks.

Looking up from time to time——

that woman.

Jing Jiaren dug out a pile of clothes from the closet and compared them one by one on her body.

It was as if he was about to meet a grand banquet.

This one is not good, it is too formal; this one is not good, the color is too jumpy; this one is black and lifeless; this one...

Jing Jiaren shook her head and frowned, her figure reflected on the mirror.

Ximen Longting's dark blue sofa was also reflected on the glass, and the man's long legs were raised, and he suddenly said:

"I've been choosing for more than an hour, and I haven't decided yet?"

Jing Jiaren clutched her clothes: "Did I interrupt your work?"

"No."

"Then leave me alone." Jing Jiaren picked up the next one and gestured.

Ximen Longting couldn't help but hooked his lips into a smile: "You look good in anything...what else would you choose?"

"Then which one do I look best in?" Jing Jiaren suddenly remembered something, "Which one do you like most about me?"

Knowing his taste, she could choose.

Ximen Longting stared at her meaningfully: "You don't wear anything...you look best."

Jing Jiaren was speechless.

After a pause, she said, "Okay, if I walked into the Civil Affairs Bureau naked on the day I went to get the certificate, you wouldn't be angry with me."

Ximen Longting frowned: "Civil Affairs Bureau?"

"Well, January 1th," Jing Jiaren reminded, "You won't forget?"

How could it be forgotten!

This woman kept whispering in his ear as long as she could find time, this was the first time she babbled like this.

"Could it be that what do you think?" Jing Jiaren was taken aback, "You don't think it's because of Wang Yingying that I've been trying on clothes for so long."

Ximen Longting turned the pages of the book: "Women are aggressive creatures."

"..."

"You will start to realize that dressing up is also an improvement." Ximen Longting said magnetically, "No matter how beautiful a woman is, don't be slovenly every day."

Jing Jiaren took a deep breath: "When did I become unkempt?"

"You wear pajamas at home, don't you?"

"Okay, you already despise me before you marry me." Jing Jiaren threw her clothes on the bed.

She tried desperately for more than an hour, and in exchange for his words...

Ximen Longting raised his long eyelashes and glanced at her: "The indigo strap is nice, show me how to wear it."

"Which one?" Jing Jiaren rummaged through the pile of clothes and found them, "This one?"

"Ah."

"You look like you're working hard... so you've been peeking at me." Jing Jiaren had a sly smile in her eyes, "Do you like this style?"

"Blue reduces age, and straps make you look younger." Ximen Boss said without raising his head while typing on the keyboard.

Jing Jiaren's face turned pale: "Ximen Longting! You just finished disliking me for being a yellow-faced woman, and now you dislike me for being too old!"

"The best feeling between the two is that they hate each other on the surface, but they never leave each other in their hearts."

"fallacy!"

"Didn't I praise you? You look good in anything."