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

"I didn't say I wanted to change you... Ximen Longting, you are guilty because you thought I could change you, that's why you're so anxious."

"..."

"Otherwise, what are you afraid of?"

Jing Jiaren raised her chin slightly, and the look of being sure to win made Ximen Longting so angry that his stomach hurt.

"You should take medicine too." Jing Jiaren said coldly, "Stomach medicine should be taken regularly, if you still want to live and marry Ji Zihan."

"Jing Jiaren, what should I do, it's not your turn to teach me!"

Although Ximen Longting said so, after a few minutes of silence, he raised his voice and called Wilson to come in.

Wilson quickly came in from the outside, took out the 24-hour stomach medicine and gave it to Ximen Longting...

"Master, Miss Ji is outside."

"Let her go back."

"I persuaded her, but she refused to leave."

Ximen Longting growled irritably: Get out. "

Just as Wilson turned to leave, Jing Jiaren called him slowly: "Wilson, wait."

Wilson had no choice but to face Jing Jiaren: "What's the matter, Miss Jing?"

Jing Jiaren looked at the blood on his sleeve...

She remembered Wilson was outside the cafe when she cut her leg.

"You picked up my notebook for me, didn't you? Thank you."

"I don't understand what Miss Jing is talking about..."

"Reorder it and make a copy." After a pause, Jing Jiaren said, "I hope Mr. Ximen will copy it."

Ximen Longting stared at Jing Jiaren with vicious eyes.

"You have a very good memory, and you can't forget it in your photograph. If you copy it once, you will have an impression." Jing Jiaren said, "You will have an impression of what you can and can't do in the future."

"Jing Jiaren, have you forgotten my advice? It's not up to anyone to tell me what to do!"

"If you can't finish copying, I will punish you."

Ximen Longting frowned: "How do you punish me?"

"It hurts you."

Ximen Longting sneered, even if she beat him dozens of sticks, he wouldn't feel the pain anymore.

Jing Jiaren said slowly, "I mean, it hurts your heart."

"..."

The corner of Wilson's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to laugh.Because he had never seen the young master showing such a helpless expression, wanting to get angry and trying to press down.

The so-called one thing down one thing...

Probably Miss Jing was born to be the nemesis of the young master.

Ximen Longting clenched his fists: "Jing Jiaren, treat it as I owe you!"

Wilson first handed over the notebook he picked up: "Master, the notebooks are all scattered, and the pages are unclear."

"I'll share."

"And many of them were stained with coffee water and blood, and the handwriting was hard to read."

"It's okay, give it to me, I can understand it." Although Jing Jiaren couldn't remember, she could guess the content by looking at the words in the notebook and connecting back and forth.

Wilson gave the notebook to Jing Jiaren.

She patiently aligned the pages one by one...

Ximen Longting sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her single-minded movements, feeling a sense of frustration in his heart for no reason.

This woman, he didn't know what to do with her.The most difficult woman in the world!

Jing Jiaren tidied up her notebook and said, "Ximen Longting, you deserve it."

"..." He tore up the notes she wrote so hard, he deserved it.

"Who told you to love me," she glanced at him, "you are destined to be abused by me."

"..."

"I deserve it too." She laughed softly, "Neither of us deserves to be pitied!"