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

Even if it was Leng Jiaren, she could tell, smiled and said, "Lin Tian, ​​he really likes you."

Jing Jiaren's back stiffened, and she straightened up involuntarily.

"I've never seen him care so much about anyone... One word of yours is an imperial edict, and Lin Tian will obey it."

Jing Jiaren stared at her in shock—Leng Jiaren, who was also wearing a cloak and couldn't see her face clearly.

"I know that Lintian is here to help you when I enter the underground kingdom this time. The reason why I came down is probably because we look the same?"

Jing Jiaren swallowed the steamed bun mechanically.

Leng Jiaren knew everything, she already had Jing Jiaren's mind... It's just that she is like a person who is gradually waking up, her mind has changed from chaos to clarity.

"Am I your substitute?" Leng Jiaren's confusion has been in her heart for a long time.

Jing Jiaren coughed twice in a low voice.

Until now, Leng Jiaren didn't know that she was cloned.

"Are you my twin sister, or are we not related by blood, and I'm just the simplest stand-in? But can there be such a similar person in the world? I paid attention to my surroundings, but there was none. I watched TV, and twins also have a little It's different." Leng Jiaren broke the hard steamed buns with her hands, "What is the relationship between us, I asked Lin Tian and he didn't tell me, can you tell me?"

"..."

"Just tell me, Lin Tian won't know."

Jing Jiaren said dryly, "We are sisters."

"Really? Twins?"

"Hmm..." It's a white lie.

No one can bear to be a clone of another person!

Leng Jiaren seemed to have solved the doubts that had been lingering in her heart for a long time, and handed her the water: "Are you still thirsty, drink it all."

Jing Jiaren took the water apologetically.

In fact, they said that Leng Jiaren was a clone before in front of Leng Jiaren... But she is still so innocent, she probably has no experience in this area, and it is basically not mentioned on TV. Leng Jiaren didn't understand, so Didn't think about that.

But one day, her mind opened and she knew everything...

……

A group of migrant workers came from the front, about ten people.

Passing in front of Jing Jiaren and the others, seeing them eating, a few migrant workers suddenly stopped and stared at them like wolves.

Jing Jiaren was very hungry, she could hardly eat such a hard steamed bun, it was not enough for her stomach to be full.

But in this case, a well-fed stomach is better than an empty, cramped stomach…  

Unexpectedly, the only remaining steamed buns would attract the peeping of the migrant workers.

Seeing the migrant workers getting closer and closer to him, Jing Jiaren touched his waist and reached for the electric baton.

A tall figure suddenly flashed in front of them, and Leng Lintian's broad back was their strongest support.

Seeing Leng Lintian who suddenly appeared, the refugee stared at the gray robe on his body, and pushed back his steps.

Leng Lintian pulled out a leather whip, this is the weapon sent with the gray robe...

Pa, pa, two whips, the migrant workers who were waiting for an opportunity to rush over immediately turned and ran back to the team, looking back unwillingly as they walked.

Leng Lintian put away his whip, his handsome face under the cloak turned cold.

Damn it, you can't be careless for a second in this place... It's all because he didn't think carefully, and shouldn't leave the food in the hands of that useless maid.