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

Not bad, the injury is not as serious as he imagined.

But soon, Donggong Ziche will not be happy...

Gong Zihua stood in front of Jing Jiaren, frowned and said fiercely: "Damn woman, I thought you left me and ran away!"

Jing Jiaren smiled slightly: "How come, are you okay?"

"What do you think? My whole body hurts!" Gong Zihua stretched out his hand to pull a chair, "Hurry up and help me sit down!"

Jing Jiaren has taken a shower and is also wearing a bathrobe. She looks like a couple with Gong Zihua.

She stood up and supported Gong Zihua's shoulder, supported his back with the other hand, and carefully helped him to sit down: "Be careful, slow down."

Dong Gongzi walked in front of them coldly, never seen Gong Zihua approaching any woman so actively!

His stern eyes fell on Jing Jiaren, looking him up from top to bottom.

Jing Jiaren naturally sensed the gaze, and felt a little nervous...wouldn't it be obvious so soon?

"Why is the air so smelly?" Gong Zihua suddenly pinched her nose and waved her hand, "Mom, I smell like poop."

"This is a restaurant, poop? Master Gong, are you joking?" Jing Jiaren deliberately changed her tone of respect. She didn't forget her current identity, she was a servant.

Gong Zihua turned around and gave Dong Gongziche a hard look: "Such a stinky lump is standing here, why can't you smell it?"

Jing Jiaren: "..."

Dong Gongzi jumped across the table, took Leng Jiaren's hand coldly, and kissed the back of her hand: "Princess, are you still used to the food here?"

Leng Jiaren took her hand away unnaturally: "I haven't started eating yet."

"Is he the sweetheart you've been thinking of all this time?" Dong Gongzi sat down generously on the chair next to you, Gong Zihua, folded his long legs, and looked at Leng Lintian.

Leng Jiaren pursed her lips: "Well, he is Lin Tian."

"I have admired your name for a long time." Donggong Ziche stretched out his hand.

Leng Lintian held out his hands coldly.

"There are so many vacancies here, can you get out?" Gong Zihua looked at Dong Gongziche, how could this give him appetite?

Donggong Ziche seemed to have heard nothing, and chatted casually with Leng Lintian.

Gong Zihua's face smelt fiercely, staring at Jing Jiaren: "Let's go sit elsewhere."

It just so happened that Jing Jiaren didn't want to sit here either... She always felt like a light bulb between Leng Jiaren and Leng Lintian.

Helping Gong Zihua to find the farthest corner: "You didn't tell him who I am, did you?"

"Nonsense, do you think I'm an idiot?" Gong Zihua naturally knew that Jing Jiaren was wearing a human skin mask to hide her identity.

"Gong Zihua... what are you here?"

Jing Jiaren's strange eyes fell on Gong Zihua's collarbone...

When she helped him to sit down, his collar was split, revealing his fair neck.On his uninjured skin, there were bruises all over...

Jing Jiaren has experienced love~things, and she knew it was a hickey at a glance, but she was just wondering how could there be on Gong Zihua?

There are obviously no women here, and before... Gong Zihua has been in Donggong Ziche's room.

Although she knew that Dong Gongzi was gay, but Gong Zihua couldn't be...? !

Gong Zihua tugged at her neckline and looked: "I have injuries all over my body, you didn't notice it long ago? Are you making a fuss now?"