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

Tranquility said puzzledly, "Is there any problem?"

That natural tone made Jing Jiaren feel very uncomfortable!

Ximen Longting has always acted cautiously. Back then when Jing Jia knew his identity, it was because she mistook her for the chosen surrogate!

But now, he easily told an unknown woman.

That's right, to whom should he tell his identity, what does it matter to her?

Jing Jiaren pulled off the lid, and just poured two red dates into it, Tranquility said again: "You wouldn't just pour the red dates in and just go for a drink, would you?"

Jing Jiaren stared at her coldly, and said ironically with what she said just now: "Is there any problem?"

"Red dates should be fried in a pot first, and then soaked when they turn black."

Jing Jiaren: "..."

"At first glance, you are a young lady who never touches the spring water. Let me help you." She took the jujube jar from Jing Jiaren's hand.

Jing Jiaren wanted to say no, but closed her mouth coldly.

She wanted to pretend to be a good person, so Jing Jiaren gave her a chance to show off, and she didn't suffer anyway!

Tranquility washed the pot skillfully, turned on the stove, and put the red dates into the pot to fry.

Jing Jiaren stroked her hair: "It's done frying, just help me soak it up by the way."

"no problem."

The more she smiles like this, the more hypocritical and fake she feels to Jing Jiaren.

"It's ready, take it upstairs for me." Jing Jiaren couldn't help but want to expose her false face.

Tranquility took a good look at the soup being stewed next to her, nodded and said, "Okay, which room is it delivered to?"

"Guest room, the third."

Jing Jiaren turned around to leave the kitchen, but saw a tall figure standing at the door of the kitchen with red pupils staring at her deeply.

Jing Jiaren's heart skipped a beat. When did he come, but he didn't hear his footsteps.

Jing Jiaren squeezed her palms, feeling her heart tightening, but just seeing him, her heart ached!

Ximen Longting stared at her knowingly. Just now the servant came to report that she was so late and invited the family doctor to the room.He couldn't bear it immediately, thinking she was sick, and when he came out, he just saw her walk out of the room and go downstairs with the teapot.

He couldn't control himself at all, and when he came back to his senses, he had already followed to the kitchen door.

Jing Jiaren was wandering all the way, thinking with heavy thoughts, so naturally she didn't notice that he was following him far away—all troubles were related to Ximen Longting.

She was thinking how to get a large sum of money without anyone noticing, without Ximen Longting not being able to find out.

I was thinking that leaving this time should be clean and tidy, and I must not be caught, otherwise I will hurt Wen Xinnuan.

……

Suddenly facing Ximen Longting's red pupils, as if her thoughts had been pierce, she looked away.

The door is very narrow.

Jing Jiaren wanted to go out, but Ximen Longting's figure blocked most of the space.

"Step aside."

"..."

"Please get out of the way!"

He was so unmoved, Jing Jiaren was about to turn sideways to pass, when suddenly, an arm pressed against her side, blocking her way.

His breath approached her hotly, hitting her nostrils with the smell of alcohol.

"What do you want to do?" Jing Jiaren frowned defensively.Why was she a little helpless when he just approached her?

"Is my woman also your slave?"

With a low voice, it was a knife slashing her body.

Jing Jiaren was slightly taken aback, pinching her right arm with one hand——

At the wound where the Band-Aid was attached, she added a new scratch to remind herself.