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

After a pause, she said again: "Don't you feel that Leng Jiaren is pitiful at all?"

"Poor?" Ximen Longting snorted, "One sentence is none of my business...the other one is none of your business!"

There are many poor people in the world.

Jing Jiaren twitched the corner of her mouth: "Do you know how I feel like an ant now?"

"Small?"

"On the hot pot!"

Anxiety and restlessness made her stomach churn uncomfortably.

There was a knock on the door, and a doctor in a white coat carried a medicine box and opened it respectfully in front of him.

On one side is a needle tube, and on the other side is a small bottle of medicine.

Ximen Longting picked up a needle, the tip of the needle glowed coldly under the light.

"I even found a way for her to die, euthanasia." Ximen Longting said sarcastically, "Is it enough for her to be a Sleeping Beauty?"

"..."

"No blood, no pain, keep the whole body. It's an exaggeration, she's just a cell in your body! I don't feel guilty about killing her." Ximen Longting stared at her and said, "Because she belongs to you Come on, I will give you a rich burial. Is this the head office?"

Jing Jiaren stared at the needle and was speechless.

Ximen Longting put the needle back and looked at the time on his watch.

It's a good thing they had dinner in advance, otherwise Jing Jiaren would not feel the slightest bit of appetite right now.

"Ximen Longting, I haven't said the conditions yet." Is she still in the last desperate struggle?

Ximen Longting seemed not surprised, nodded: "Say."

"You may think that you can recognize who I am by looking at my eyes and expression. But unfortunately, I will close my eyes and have no expression."

"..."

"You want to listen to my speech to identify my tone, or use the smell of my body. I can't speak either. As for the smell, I am similar to her." Isn't it that Leng Aofeng can't recognize it?

"..."

"You can't tear our clothes apart and identify them based on the differences in tattoos."

Ximen Longting just stared at her, slumped lazily on the sofa, wearing an earl-collar coat and a black vertical striped shirt, he was so handsome and vicious that people were shocked.

Jing Jiaren took a deep breath and said, "And this one, you have to take it off for us too."

She refers to the concentric locks on the neck.

Ximen Longting had long thought that Jing Jiaren would not be so easy for him to recognize, otherwise, what else is there to recognize?

His eyes were slightly cold: "Do you think that I can recognize you only by these external reasons?"

"..."

"I have feelings, my body can feel you!"

So facing Leng Jiaren, he doesn't even have a penis!

Even if Jing Jiaren had undergone plastic surgery to become Elizabeth, he could still recognize her...

It's not that he didn't doubt Leng Jiaren, but he just denied his doubts.

"Then try it?" Jing Jiaren laughed, "We will lie in two crystal coffins, and whoever you choose to open the coffin will be."

"Jing Jiaren, don't worry, I won't mistake my own woman."

Ximen Longting stretched out his fingers, the knuckles were distinct, and the finger on his thumb brushed her hair.

"I will prove to you that no matter how you disguise yourself, I can recognize you at a glance."

Jing Jiaren was amazed by Ximen Longting's determination...

However, Leng Jiaren is not someone else. Does she also belong to Jing Jiaren?

Can Ximen Longting really recognize it?

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