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

Jing Jiaren didn't have any struggles until the basic needs were met.

According to the normal situation, Leng Lintian would come back before dark, and then sit in front of the hospital bed to watch her and take good care of her until she fell asleep.

Today is the last day of the potion, and her throat is much better, not as painful as the previous two days, and she eats and drinks much more smoothly.

However, Jing Jiaren had a new idea.

It seems that asking Leng Lintian to let him go now and negotiating with him is not the top priority, the most important thing is——

She wants to find out, is there another "she" in this world?

After the toilet, Jing Jiaren soaked in the bathtub and asked for a pen and paper.

At her strong request, Aunt Pan handed over the IPAD and touch screen pen.

"Miss Jiaren's hands are a little swollen, don't write too hard." Aunt Pan said thoughtfully.

Jing Jiaren hung up the potion for a few days, and her urine smelled like potion, very strong...

She has been relying on diapers for the past few days, and her whole body smells like potions.

Leaning against the edge of the bathtub, Jing Jiaren slid her hand and wrote a few words: [Who am I? 】

"Miss Jiaren, have you even forgotten yourself? You belong to the young master's woman, Miss Jiaren." Aunt Pan was quite surprised, "Could it be that when you fell into the river, you hit your head?"

"..."

"The young master will be back in a while, what should we do!"

[Are you asking me to imitate someone? 】

"Imitate who? No one?"

【Then why did you let me listen to those strange courses...】

"This is the young master's order, and I don't know." Aunt Pan said four catties.Leng Jiaren has also asked this question a few times. Before she answered with loopholes, Leng Jiaren kept asking her, but now she simply throws it to the master——

Leng Jiaren inherited Jing Jiaren's intelligence, so she is not so easy to fool, and she also has many problems in daily life.

Undaunted, Jing Jia asked a few more questions, but Aunt Pan kept her airtight, and she was obviously on guard against her.

Seeing the wariness in Aunt Pan's eyes, Jing Jiaren had no choice but to ask the next best thing.

【What is my name? 】

【How old am I this year...】

[My height, weight, measurements.What do I usually like? 】

Aunt Pan knew these things quite well, and answered her questions fluently.

Except her name is Leng Jiaren, everyone else matches Jing Jiaren...

But Jing Jiaren was not sure whether it was Leng Lintian who helped her change her surname—or someone else.

After all, when she married Leng Lintian, the servants called her Mrs. Leng or Young Mistress.

Caught in a vicious circle of mist.

【Then who are my parents? 】

"I don't know about these things... I'm not an account checker, I'm just a servant." Aunt Pan thought something was wrong. Ms. Jiaren didn't realize that her body was wrong, she was a clone, right?

Logically speaking, no, her body is no doubt like a normal person.

Jing Jiaren was not reconciled, so she asked Aunt Pan to find some photos of her after taking a shower—the more the better.

[I really can't remember the past, but I still remember some things vaguely, you can find some photos for me, so that I can deepen my impression. 】

After taking a bath, Jing Jiaren changed into clothes, the size was her size, and the style of clothes was also her favorite.

Sitting in front of the mirror, looking at herself in the mirror, Jing Jiaren frowned and stared at herself.

Seeing another her in real life, anyone would feel weird, even scared...

With a huge curiosity that cannot be restrained!