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

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Jing Jiaren was sitting on the toilet, holding her IPAD and frowning.

Experiments again and again said that the network connection failed, and she remembered that the password was her English name plus numbers... the numbers couldn't be remembered clearly.

Damn, according to the number of times he pressed the button, it should be her birthday.

520, 1314, Leng Lintian's birthday are all wrong.

Recalling that she once opened the password under Leng Lintian's piano, it was the child's anniversary, and she tried it too.

Still fail.

Leng Lintian changed the password! ?

He probably didn't know that she was Jing Jia, she thought that there were no loopholes in her performance.

"Miss Beauty," Aunt Pan knocked on the door at the command of the master, "You have been in for an hour, are you okay?"

"..."

"If it takes too long, your butt will catch cold, Miss Jiaren—you didn't faint in the toilet, did you?"

Jing Jiaren was very annoyed by the reading, so staying like this is not a long-term solution, even if she is connected to the Internet, there is no guarantee that Ximen Longting is online.

Jing Jiaren felt that she still had to escape, but where would she find Ximen Longting?

Damn it, let's escape first...

It's better than staying here and being eaten up by Leng Lintian.

On the sofa, Leng Lintian was still sitting where he was, throwing the last photo into the trash.

A trace of blue smoke rose from the slowly burning photo.

There was a strong burnt smell in the room.

Leng Lintian stared at the burning ashes, then put away the tinder box and looked at Jing Jiaren.

"What are you burning?" Jing Jiaren couldn't help but wave the smoke in the air.

"Some discarded official documents." Leng Lintian looked at her tenderly, "Did you have diarrhea? It's been so long."

"Um……"

"If you don't take good care of your body, now you have a fever, cramps, and diarrhea. Your physique is too bad." Leng Lintian turned the tinder box, raised his legs and said casually, "From now on, I will resume your foot massage every night, and the whole body SPA , take a sauna."

Jing Jiaren immediately shouted: "No, I don't need you!"

Leng Lintian smiled deeply: "I will ask the best masseuse to help you massage, of course not me."

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip, she wouldn't overreact, would she?

Leng Lintian stared at her, he didn't want to scare her away, he didn't want to force her to show her original shape out of breath.

Does she want to pretend to be a cold beauty? That's good, it's easier to get along with him.He will obey her wishes, meet all her needs, and let her pretend to be enough...

Jing Jiaren's eyes rolled around, "When can I go out to play?"

"Sure enough, she's a child. She just wants to play all day long." He doted on her, as if she was really Leng Jiaren, "Wait until your health recovers."

"I'm ready."

"Wait until the weather clears..."

"Then when will it be sunny? I'll check the weather forecast."

Leng Lintian raised his hand, shook it, asked the servant to bring the remote control, and pressed it in front of Jing Jiaren, and tuned to the weather forecast program one by one.

It shows that the next week will be sunny to cloudy, that is to say, there will be sunny or cloudy every day, as long as it is not rainy, right?

Jing Jiaren looked at Leng Lintian expectantly: "Can we play without rain?"

"Look at your performance at home, if you are very good... I can take you out every day to breathe."

Jing Jiaren immediately pretended to be cute, and made a flattering smile: "Except for excessive things, you can ask me to do anything."

"What is too much?"