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

Next, Jing Jiaren kept lobbying Ximen Longting.

Although she was reluctant to keep STAR, she was also reluctant to keep Ximen Longting.The palms and backs of the hands are full of meat, okay~

"What if it rains and the map on my back is washed off as soon as I leave the underground kingdom?"

"If I accidentally fall into the river..."

"What if Wilson is also arrested and I can't find him?"

"Ximen Longting, I..."

Ximen Longting paused while drawing the picture: "With your brain, these questions will not trouble you."

"You really think highly of me. Every problem is a problem... Ximen Longting, I really don't want you to stay, I can't bear it." Jing Jiaren slowly clenched her fist.

Ximen Longting's shoulders trembled, and his eyes were darkened: "You are the one who sees me as a heinous villain."

"..."

"When you gave me the right to choose, I chose you without hesitation. If you give me back the right to choose, you will definitely be embarrassed. So this villain, I will do it!"

There must always be one person left behind.

Jing Jiaren's pupils constricted suddenly. It turned out that Ximen Longting made the decision arbitrarily because he was afraid of embarrassing her.

Indeed, this is a dead question no matter how you choose!

It took more than half an hour to draw that map, Jing Jiaren's saliva was dry, Ximen Longting was determined to stay...

Jing Jiaren stood in front of the mirror, watching Ximen Longting hugging her from behind, with his sharp chin resting on the hollow of her shoulder.

Her hand stretched out involuntarily, stroking the mirror.

"Ximen Longting, I'm afraid of parting..."

"Nonsense." He was also afraid.

"I'm afraid of all the unknowns." As long as two people face it together, they are not afraid of anything.But……

"Now you understand how I feel—? It's too late!"

Jing Jiaren tapped the mirror surface again, as if the mirror surface was water, and the water ripples swayed in circles.

……

A beautiful face reflected on the water, looking at his own reflection.

The woman stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the shadow in the water, and slowly stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to touch another self through the water.

"Miss Beauty, you are playing with water again!" The servant's urgent voice came from the garden.

The tall rose bushes, the blood-colored flowers bloomed in the plain white snow, and a few petals fell on the ground, dazzling red.

The servant ran around the path and saw the woman squatting by the lake.

"The weather is so cold, if the young master knows you ran out, he should be angry."

She stood up, wearing a nineteenth-century floral dress, brown boots, a head of thick long hair hanging naturally, fair skin, especially white, red lips, a pair of black and white eyes, pupils shining through Transparent like a foggy forest.

"And she's dressed so thinly..." The servant ran up to her and put on her coat.

"Aunt Pan," the woman tilted her head and asked strangely, "Is there anyone who looks exactly like me?"

Aunt Pan froze slightly: "Miss Jiaren, why do you ask such a question?"

Could it be that she saw something?Knowing that he is just a clone stand-in? !

Aunt Pan's complexion changed, she didn't know how to explain when the master came back.

"Miss Beauty, where are you going?"

The woman seemed to just ask casually, without waiting for an answer, she stepped on the snow wearing a fox fur coat, watching her own footprints falling in the snow one by one, with an amused expression on her face.

Everything in this world... feels fresh and interesting to her!