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

"Girl, are you unhappy?"

"No, as long as you like it!"

"I like it," he repeated solemnly, to express his mood, "really like it."

He liked it so much that he wanted to pull her up immediately and hug her tightly in his arms.

She never gave him any presents, let alone a sweater like this, knitted by herself...

He might wear it until the day he dies!

"Miss Jiaren, is this what you're looking for?" Aunt Pan appeared untimely, carrying a mini toolbox in her hand, and pulled out a USB cable.

"..."

"Is that still this?" Aunt Pan asked while pulling another thread.

Jing Jia stood up hurriedly, hurriedly walked to Aunt Pan and snatched the box: "Give it to me, I'll match it."

"Ok."

Jing Jiaren ran upstairs with the box in her arms, afraid that Leng Lintian would suspect her, she stopped when she ran downstairs, turned her head and smiled and said, "Didn't we take a lot of photos this morning, I want to export them for you. A photo book."

Leng Lintian frowned in surprise.

Immediately afterwards, Jing Jiaren said, "Can you lend me your mobile phone?"

"You want a cell phone?"

"Well, I want to take a few more photos..."

"Aunt Pan, go get the camera."

With a smile on her face, Aunt Pan answered and was about to get the camera.

"No, I'm going to use my mobile phone...with a selfie function." Jing Jiaren said stubbornly, "Can't you lend me your mobile phone to play with? I even knitted a sweater for you..."

Leng Lintian hesitated for a moment, took out his mobile phone, and pressed a few times to lock the dialing function and some Internet access software.

If Jing Jiaren refuses to agree to this request, she will definitely become suspicious, thinking that he has already seen through her identity...

"There are a lot of important programs in the phone, you don't understand, I'm afraid you will delete them randomly, so I locked them up." He explained, his eyes were full of meaning...

"Well, it doesn't matter, as long as it can take pictures."

She knew that Leng Lintian would not let her have any chance to escape.

Usually she is not allowed to touch the mobile phone at all, and the phone is also an internal line...

Jing Jiaren took the phone and ran upstairs. Two servants chased after her: "Miss Jiaren, be careful, don't fall."

Leng Lintian wore that sweater and watched Jing Jiaren leave.

He locked the phone, and it couldn't be of any use without the password.

He confidently walked to the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the hall, admiring it back and forth, unable to put it down.

"Master, it's so pretty. It's just a little thin. It's so cold..." Aunt Pan said worriedly, "Do you want to keep warm?"

"Warm." Of course Jing Jiaren weaves warmly!

"Then it will be even more handsome if you wear a coat and a tie."

"I won't wear a tie from now on," he stroked his collar, "I'll wear a scarf instead."

Unfortunately, due to lack of time, after Jing Jiaren knitted a sweater for him, the scarf was only [-]/[-] finished...

She said to save it for next time weaving.

In fact, Jing Jiaren did it on purpose, weaving the beginning to arouse his interest, and then put it aside on purpose.

Of course, you must keep this scarf to negotiate terms with him next time.

This time knitting a sweater is enough!

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Upstairs, Jing Jiaren went back to Leng Jiaren's room, kicked out the two servants who followed, and forcibly closed the door and locked it upside down.

The servant was knocking on the door desperately outside...

Jing Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief, and servants followed her wherever she went, watching, except for going to the toilet.