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

"What are you looking at? You don't want your eyes anymore!?" Ximen Longting's eyes were bloodthirsty and indifferent.

Leng Jiaren clutched the towel with tears in her eyes, but she tried her best to hold back, showing a trace of stubbornness.

No matter what, she is also a part of Jing Jiaren... She still has a lot of essences like Jing Jiaren.

For example, when she was stubborn and angry, it was exactly the same.

Ximen Longting cursed inwardly, damn it!

He actually felt a little guilty for being cruel to Leng Jiaren.Sure enough, she couldn't be left in this world.

Jing Jiaren stared at Leng Jiaren, examining her details...

She guessed right, Leng Jiaren should not be a normal person, but a manufactured one.

It's just that she can't figure it out, can she advance to such a level now?Can a clone be made exactly like her?

Even if it is cloning technology, it starts with a heavy fetus and grows up slowly.

There is no one who has been cultivated into an adult in an instant, and is still the same age as her.

If it was a robot, Leng Jiaren wouldn't be so vivid.

It's really incredible.

"Who is she?" Leng Jiaren asked the question first, "Why does she look like me?"

"Why, your Leng Lintian didn't tell you?"

Ximen Longting went over with Jing Jiaren in his arms, and a bodyguard immediately pulled up a chair.

Ximen Longting stretched out his foot and lifted the chair, hugged Jing Jiaren to sit on it, and said coldly and domineeringly: "Her name is Jing Jiaren, she is my wife of Ximen Longting!"

Jing Jiaren...

Leng Lintian's eyes widened. Leng Lintian called her by that name a few times, and Ximen Longting called her that all the time.

She suddenly understood something, but she was not too clear.

After all, her thoughts have not yet reached the stage of being very complicated...

"You are Jing Jiaren?" Leng Jiaren frowned, "I am also called Jiaren...we only have different surnames."

"..."

"We look exactly alike!" Leng Jiaren looked at Jing Jiaren curiously.

All her attention was on Leng Lintian's wound just now, and she didn't have time to think more.

"Don't put gold on your face!" Ximen Longting said sadly, "You look so ugly, you don't look like my wife!"

Leng Jiaren stared, is she... ugly?

It was Ximen Longting who kept praising her for being beautiful, seducing other men and so on.

Call her ugly now.

And she obviously looks the same as Jing Jiaren.

"I see," she said belatedly, "you've been thinking of me as her these days, haven't you? No wonder you've been saying weird things to me..."

Ximen Longting scoffed: "She's not as smart as you, so stupid! How did I get out?"

Jing Jiaren: "..."

Ximen Longting stretched out his hand to comb Jing Jiaren's hair, seemingly gentle: "Jiaren, you also saw that she was pretending to be you, and I was deceived by her."

Leng Jiaren tightened her hands: "I didn't lie - I told you that I'm an unlucky woman. My name is Leng Jiaren. You didn't believe me."

She looked aggrieved.

Tears kept rolling in his eyes, and he couldn't help but not fall.

"I kept saying that I wanted to go home and wanted to see Lintian, but you didn't let me go."

Why are you still blaming her now.

After finding Jing Jiaren, he treated her so badly...it made her feel very uncomfortable.

What made her even more uncomfortable and distressed was that Leng Lintian was seriously injured and was still in a coma.

"Why did you tie Lin Tian up? He was seriously injured. He needs to find a doctor."

"Only he—is worthy?!"

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