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

"I'm so bored at home by myself, I don't like to talk about the piano." She reached out and hugged him, and said expectantly, "Can I stop learning to play the piano?"

Leng Lintian frowned slightly: "No."

"Lin Tian..."

"This is a necessary lesson in your life, and you must learn it."

She knows everything Jing Jia knows.

Leng Jiaren's eyes dimmed, why those servants can't play the piano, not all of them can.When she eats in restaurants outside, not everyone can speak English...why does she have to learn it.

There are many etiquettes when walking, there are many etiquettes when eating, and there are etiquettes when drinking tea...

But these etiquettes are not completely orthodox, because Jing Jiaren has never received the best etiquette training since she was a child, it is her own innate temperament.

Now, he asked Leng Jiaren to learn...to learn something that is not standardized, but full of personal characteristics.

This is actually the hardest.

Sometimes the servants would be amazed - the young master would remember every feature of Jing Jiaren so clearly.

Know how to pronounce every word of her, her habitual small movements, and her micro-expressions when she is upset.

She raised her chin slightly when calling someone, and even her eyes were full of haughty gentleness.

Perhaps, even Jing Jiaren herself didn't know everything about her that well.

Is he making Leng Jiaren into another her little by little, and then imagining through her phantom?

Live in an illusion of eternity!

at dinner time.

The table is full of dishes, all kinds of seafood, delicious.

Leng Jiaren's taste is not exactly the same as Jing Jiaren's. She likes to eat sweet food and can't eat spicy food——

In fact, newborn babies can't eat spicy food, because they are not used to it, and it takes years and months to get used to it. The big reason is the region.

Assuming Jing Jiaren grew up living in the United States instead of China, her tastes would definitely be very Western.

Now, even Leng Jiaren's taste is teaching Xiang Jing Jiaren.

What frustrates her the most is that every time the servant will take away her favorite desserts, give some Chinese pastries that she is not very interested in and say: "Miss Jiaren, this is your favorite dessert. I prepared it for you."

So now, sitting at the dining table, the servant introduced one after another——

"Miss Jiaren, these seafood are your favorite."

Leng Jiaren pointed to a dish and asked, "What is this?"

"One abalone, Miss Jiaren's favorite abalone."

Leng Jiaren recognized...

For the first time, I ate it every day, until I got tired of eating it. This time, Leng Lintian asked the cook to make it in different ways, with juice poured on it, so it is hard to see the original appearance.

Leng Lintian wants to cultivate her taste, let her get used to seafood and spicy things...she wants her whole body to be Jing Jiaren's original appearance.

Even if he doesn't recognize him, he won't hold an empty shell that just looks like it, and his soul is still empty...

Since it was a dream he created for himself, he must make it the most realistic and lie to himself for the rest of his life.

Peeling a few pieces of shrimp with his own hands and putting them in her bowl, he looked at her full of gentleness: "Eat more, these are high in protein and are very good for your body."

Leng Jiaren lowered her head to eat, and secretly glanced up at him with black and white eyes, like a child peeking at an elder.

Leng Lintian's eyes darken...

How long will he have to wait until she grows up and matures!