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

Lying on the bed, letting go of thick photo albums, Leng Lintian also has the habit of taking pictures and recording them.

These photo albums were made into [Beauty Growth Album].

There is Leng Jiaren who has just started to walk and talk, and when she smiles, she asks Leng Lintian for a hug...

The past that grew up step by step.

Of course, Jing Jiaren couldn't see that Leng Jiaren was a clone in the photo album, she could only see that Leng Jiaren's expression was rather dull in the previous photos, and she was almost always in Leng Lintian's arms, walking around with her in her arms.

Or sitting on a sofa or a chair, with less expression and a slightly stiff posture...

Later, she became more and more natural, and her expression became more vivid.

Leng Lintian took Leng Jiaren to the streets and alleys of City B, and most of the places he visited were those he had visited with Jing Jiaren.

Hotels, restaurants, supermarkets, hot springs...

and many more.

In the photo, Leng Lintian looks at Leng Jiaren with an expression that is always as gentle as water.

Leng Jiaren and Jing Jiaren looked exactly the same, but their expressions were a little more straightforward, less proud, more playful, and less indifferent.

The most important thing is that Leng Jiaren looked at Leng Lintian with tender eyes——

Just like when Jing Jiaren looked at Ximen Longting, she trusted him to the core.

Aunt Pan stood by the bed and explained what is here, what is there, and what interesting things happened at that time.

In the beginning, Leng Jiaren had difficulty moving, so she would bring some servants with her when she went out, and Aunt Pan followed.

So that Leng Jiaren can provide services at any time when something happens.

……

Jing Jiaren became more and more shocked, all her memories came back.

Therefore, she can be 100% sure that the same woman in the photo is not her!

[I have fought for all the means to fight... If I can win, I don't have to wait now.So, what are you afraid of? 】

【Leng Lintian, I'm glad to hear that you finally let go of yourself. 】

[Let go of yourself? 】

【You have a better future...several times because I was involved in life safety.I'm really happy to see you safe and sound. 】

【We wish you well too," Jing Jiaren said tightly, "If you get married on the day you get married, you must invite us. 】

【real? 】

【Of course, we want to bless your happiness. 】

[Even... my woman looks like you? 】

Jing Jiaren's eyes widened, staring at the picture in the photo album. Leng Lintian was sitting on the sofa, and Leng Jiaren was as docile as a pet kneeling beside him, with her face buried in his knees and his hands resting on the Combing her hair... the light from the fireplace is so warm that it makes people cry.

There was only that sentence in her mind over and over again.

Even... my woman looks like you?Even... my woman looks like you?Even... my woman looks like you?

And once, her answer...

【Okay, as long as you can find...Ximen Longting, you won't have any objections, right? 】

So, is this the truth?

Jing Jiaren was sitting there astride, the blood in her whole body seemed to be rushing... Leng Lintian really has the ability to find a woman who completely imagines her, and cultivate another her.

"It's better to be sick, why don't you have a good rest... use your eyes less."

A gentle voice sounded beside her ears, and a shadow fell over.

Leng Lintian didn't know when he came back, so he stood behind her, leaning over with his tall body, with his hands resting on the bed on both sides of her, covering her.