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

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Jing Jiaren was dawdling in the room, and Ximen Longting said that for half an hour, she had to wait until the last minute before going out.

I dried my hair and stared at myself in the mirror for a long time...

As soon as he saw the rose on his forehead, he would think of the rose on Ximen Longting's chest, so a series of things came out.

She didn't know if she could succeed in escaping this time, and she didn't know what would happen to Ximen Longting when she escaped again!

And Leng Lintian... I hope they don't find her...

knock --

The servant knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Xiao Ni opened the door and came in, holding a set of servant uniforms in her hand, and placed them doglegs beside the bed: "This is what Mr. Feng Lie asked me to bring over for you. He told you to get off quickly after you put it on. Waiting for you in the living room."

Jing Jiaren noticed that Xiao Ni was smiling very happily.

And when she just entered the door, she knocked on the door——

"There's nothing else, I'll go down and do things first?"

"Go."

Xiao Ni stroked the gemstone earrings on her lower earlobe, and went out happily.

Jing Jiaren sighed, she actually delivered the servant clothes at this time, it seems that Ximen Longting guessed her style, and she will definitely wear it to the last minute.

He can understand her in this way, guess her, why not in other ways?

Jing Jiaren picked up the servant uniform and saw a silver swan mask inside.

Unexpectedly, Ximen Longting even prepared this for her.

Jing Jiaren changed into the servant clothes, the size was too big, but this is better, because her figure and shape cannot be seen.

When the mask is put on, only the lips are exposed. There are many differences, and it is completely impossible to see that it is a person.

Even when she looked in the mirror, she didn't find it easy to recognize. If it were Jing's mother, she wouldn't recognize her.

When she got downstairs, Jing Jiaren found that all the servants were wearing the same masks...

In this way, she couldn't tell the difference when she was mixed in.

The head servant rang the bell and asked all the servants to line up in the dining room.

Jing Jiaren silently mixed in the middle of the line and stood by the dining table.

As soon as he stood up, Ximen Longting came in.

The sharp gaze just swept away, and it fell on Jing Jiaren...

Unexpectedly, she was recognized at a glance when she was dressed like this.

Mother Jing came out of the kitchen, followed by a servant, carrying the last bowl of soup.

"Feng Lie, the food is ready, it's all your favorite." Jing's mother ran over happily, like a girl in Huachun staring at Ximen Longting.

He walked past her indifferently.

Jing's mother hurried over: "Feng Lie, this is your place."

Ximen Longting didn't take the host seat pulled away by Jing's mother, but walked to the chair in front of Jing Jiaren and sat down.

The dining table was originally very long, and the food was placed in front of the host, but Ximen Longting sat far away.

"Don't you usually like to sit here?" Mother Jing directed the servant, "Quickly, move all the dishes over."

"..."

Jing's mother obviously dressed up, took off her apron, and was about to sit down next to Ximen Longting.

He raised his eyebrows coldly and resisted: "Stay away from me."

Jing Jiaren frowned, his attitude may not be too bad.

Instead, Jing's mother looked used to it: "We all have children, why do you still not allow me to sit by your side?"

Ximen Longting pointed at Jing Jiaren coldly: "You, sit down."