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

"Do you want to manage the accounts?" Leng Lintian explored from his waist, tore off a cloth bag and used it as a cushion.

It's a pity that I have almost lost all my money, and there are still a few empties left.

He threw the bag in front of Jing Jiaren...

Jing Jiaren looked at the empty cloth bag: "Is that all left? Then you were so generous just now."

"People are greedy."

Jing Jiaren tore open the cloth bag and took out a gold coin to look at. On the front was a swan wearing a crown, on the other side was a rose flower, and under the totem was the English word jiarenxxxxyr. (beautiful year xxxx)

That year was Jing Jiaren's birthday.

Jing Jiaren held the gold coin fiercely in her palm. It was obviously Leng Lintian's self-made gold coin, and it had something to do with her.

Leng Jiaren didn't know, she probably thought it was her...

After all, Leng Jiaren didn't understand the year above.

Jing Jiaren pretended not to see anything, and put the gold coins back into the cloth bag: "Didn't you agree to deal with it, if you find enough food, you will give him double the gold coins?"

It is the sum of all the gold coins taken before, multiplied by double.

Leng Lintian smiled softly: "I don't need such a big cake to lure him, do you think he will obediently serve us?"

"..."

"I'm afraid we have now been tied up by his companions to divide up all the gold coins."

Jing Jiaren understood what he meant, even if the person in charge didn't spread the word to all the migrant workers, he could collude with other persons in charge to set traps for them, such as putting medicine in their food and water to set traps for them.

Thinking of this, Jing Jiaren was bewildered: "Then what we ate before, is it okay?"

"I'm a master drug maker, is there any problem you think you can escape my eyes?"

Jing Jiaren was relieved, and suddenly heard footsteps alertly.

She looked up and saw a man in a black robe and cloak coming over, who should be the steward they had been in touch with.

Jing Jiaren hid the gold coin bag tightly behind her back, and whispered, "Leng Lintian, he's here."

They don't have many gold coins anymore, if they are found...

Leng Lintian stopped the movement of his hand, turned around and walked towards the other party.

Jing Jiaren found that Leng Lintian would walk away from a distance every time and talk to the steward halfway, which would not give him a chance to get close to Jing Jiaren and Leng Jiaren.

Probably... because he was afraid that the manager would suddenly hurt them.

With such a long distance, Leng Lintian was more at ease.

But in Jing Jiaren's blink of an eye, the opponent was brought down, and Jing Jiaren didn't even see when he made a move.

The steward fell to the ground, and Leng Lintian applied two more shots of anesthetic to his exposed skin to confirm that he had really entered a coma.

Jing Jiaren stood up and saw Leng Lintian walking over with one hand dragging the steward, relaxed and effortless.

"You stunned him?"

"The remaining gold coins are not enough, or do you have a better way?"

"Well...then let's hide him there." Jing Jiaren quickly searched for a place.

Leng Lintian smiled, stopped and threw the bag of things in his hand towards her: "It's not busy, just eat something, I'll just go."

This should be the food that the steward just obtained, wrapped in tattered kraft paper, and water in two large water bottles.

The steamed buns I gave before were too hard, which served as a pad for my stomach, so I couldn't get enough to eat at all.