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

She didn't remember calling a doctor before going to bed at all. The wound was ignored by her. She forgot to take care of it, and fell asleep after being tired all day.

And in her room, there will be no one else except Aunt Pan sleeping on a chair and watching the night...

Aunt Pan couldn't have bandaged her secretly while she was asleep.

only one person.

Jing Jia was startled.

Has Leng Lintian been here in the middle of the night?

There were sticky tears all over her face, and she kept crying, and the tears in her dream never stopped.

Leng Lintian—see it all?

Jing Jiaren endured her sleepiness and got up early to make breakfast for Leng Lintian.

She didn't dare to sit down alone and think wildly. When she was busy, she could forget other things.

The only thing I can do now is to impress Leng Lintian, let him let her go, and buy time sooner——

Leng Lintian didn't show up during the breakfast, and the servant took Jing Jiaren's breakfast to the study, wondering if he had eaten it.

Jing Jiaren then went into the cake room to bake cakes for Leng Lintian.

Wearing leather rubber gloves, she dabbed the cream absently, her thoughts wandering from time to time.

Ximen Longting, how dare you treat me like that in your dream... I won't let you go!

She squeezed her hand hard, and a lump of cream fell out.

After the tunnel, I thought of the last dream...

Kirin and little unicorn.

Jing Jiaren pursed her lips, she didn't know that Leng Lintian's biggest knot was the child.

But it is impossible for her to give Leng Lintian another child.

At the beginning——

It is forced by the situation and forced to do so.

Now she is the wife of Ximen Longting and the mother of two children. It is impossible for her to conceive another child for Leng Lintian to repay her kindness!

unless……

Jing Jiaren's eyes lit up.

In the morning, after the birthday cake was made, Jing Jiaren personally pushed the cake trolley from the elevator to the second floor, and pushed it to Leng Lintian's room.

The curtains in the room were closed tightly, and it was still the same as last night. Leng Lintian fell on the sofa, his shoes were still on, and his clothes covered his face.

The breakfast made by Jing Jiaren only had an empty plate on the coffee table, and she ate it clean, even drank up the soup.

Probably no servant dared to come in to disturb him, only Jing Jiaren.

She put down the dining car, frowned and looked around her surroundings.

Open the windows and curtains, pick up all the books that fell on the floor and insert them back into the bookshelf, or organize and stack them on the desk.

She picked up the broken things with her hands and threw them into the trash can...

Jing Jiaren cleaned the room by herself, brought water to wipe down the tables and chairs, the rustling voice inevitably woke up Leng Lintian, who slept soundly.

The disheveled hair protruded from his clothes, and he was about to scold with bloodshot eyes, but fell back weakly when he saw Jing Jiaren's figure.

She had never been so kind and attentive to him...

It was always he who went to look for her, and there was never a time when he saw her as soon as he opened his eyes.

"Leng Lintian, you're up." Jing Jiaren said as she tidied up the last things, "You're unshaven and smell like alcohol. I'll shave you off later."

"..."

"Also, don't you want me to wash your hair for you?" Jing Jiaren smiled brightly, "Congratulations, you can enjoy yourself."

Her smile is so gentle, she is not at all like a woman crying in a nightmare...

Be strong.

Leng Lintian couldn't bear such Jing Jiaren, so he was flattered like a frightened bird.

Not long after, Jing Jiaren brought shampoo and a watering can, towels, half a basin of water, and of course a razor and bubbles.