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

At night, the big European-style clock rattles.

The bodyguards have brought up two crystal coffins and placed them in the center of the living room...

He just sent someone to buy it from the exhibition hall in New Zealand, under the name of 13 Oak Tree Wang Yingying.

Of course, it's not that he can't afford it himself, it's that he doesn't want to use such a large amount of money in his name.

The luxurious crystal coffin is meticulously carved, studded with precious stones, and sparkles under the light.

The glass cover was opened, and the coffin was covered with velvet silk and a layer of flower petals. The chain of the cross was placed beside the pillow, and the chain of pearls was strung together.

The arrangement in the two coffins is exactly the same.

Ximen Longting raised his hand and looked at his watch, damn it, aren't you ready yet?

The door of the huge dressing room is closed, isn't it just a change of clothes?How long does it take her?

Jing Jiaren, you better not play tricks on me.

An hour passed, Ximen Longting couldn't bear his temper, and was about to call someone.

The door finally opened—

Two identical beauties wore light purple dresses and walked out holding hands.

The long hair was trimmed to the exact same length and fell naturally around the shoulders, and a silver crown was worn on the head.

Since Jing Jiaren had abrasions on her nose and chin, she had to wear thick makeup to cover it up, and Leng Jiaren also wore the same heavy makeup.

The two beauties who were originally the same, with the same makeup, were even more difficult to tell apart.

Jing Jiaren wore long gloves and a skirt that was longer than her ankles, as did Leng Jiaren.

The skirts were slightly loose, not to mention that they all wore petticoats, the kind that bound the waist and pulled a lot of belts at the back.

Jing Jiaren was originally plump, but she has lost a lot of weight in the past few days, and Leng Jiaren was nourished by Ximen Longting, making her plump up a bit.

They also used petticoats to make the two of them about the same size——

There is no difference at all, and it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Not to mention Ximen Longting, even Jing Jiaren herself had difficulty distinguishing the two when she saw the two in the mirror.

"Ximen Longting, I'm Jing Jiaren." A beautiful woman looked at him arrogantly and extended a hand to him.

Ximen Longting's face changed slightly.

Another beauty also laughed arrogantly: "Ximen Longting, I am Jing Jiaren."

"I'm."

"it's me!"

Ximen Longting's figure moved slightly, this damned woman was actually teaching that monster to imitate her expression after being locked inside for an hour.

Really courting death! ?

How dare you come to mislead him, confuse him——

The servants serving in the room and the nurses holding the needles were stunned.

How do you tell the difference between two portraits in the mirror?

According to the regulations, Ximen Longting could not approach them directly to touch them, and had to keep a distance of three meters.

After circling for a while, Ximen Longting wanted to strangle him to death!

It was already a difficult problem, but Jing Jiaren was still making trouble in the middle, making it so complicated.How to divide?

Ten minutes later, the two beauties lay down in the coffin, and the glass cover was slowly closed.

Ximen Longting approached to see...

Damn, in order to be able to distinguish them, when he was stroking Jing Jiaren's hair, he deliberately poured some very sticky gold powder from the ring.

This gold powder will only be revealed under special care.

Ximen Longting admitted that he cheated.

This was also forced by Jing Jiaren.

Ximen Longting stretched out his hand, and the ring on his thumb emitted a special ultraviolet light, sweeping across Jing Jiaren's hair through the glass...

The two beauties were lying in the crystal coffin with peaceful expressions, even more indistinguishable when they closed their eyes.

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