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

Jing Jiaren's body froze slightly, and she heard another order from Ximen Longting: "Give it to me!"

"Miss Jing..."

"If you dare to throw away a piece, try it."

Jing Jiaren sighed, this was given to her by Leng Aofeng, but Ximen Longting already thought it was her.

Wilson hurriedly knelt down to pick up the villa, put them all together and carried them to the bed: "Master, lie down quickly."

Only then did Ximen Longting lie down, and coldly vacated a place: "Put it here!"

Jing Jiaren turned around: "These are broken, can I make another one for you?"

"no!"

"Shall I make it for you myself?"

"Time?" He said coldly, "When will you finish it, and when will you come to exchange with me."

Jing Jiaren pursed her lower lip.

He looked at the villa and said, "I know this thing takes a long time to hand."

Yes, anyone can see the details of this villa.

Most of his anger seemed to have disappeared: "Jing Jiaren, I thought the surprise you said that day was just casually, you've already forgotten!"

Jing Jiaren was even more uncomfortable, she did not forget, but she did say it casually that day, trying to coax him into signing the contract.

Afterwards, she put this matter aside, but Ximen Longting has been thinking about it, waiting?

In that respect, he was indeed a child—

"Tools," he ordered to Wilson.

"I'll send someone to buy it right away."

Probably glue, nails, hammer or something to fix it.

Ximen Longting was inspecting the villa intently...

Jing Jia felt guilty and stood there looking at him.If you let him know that this is a gift from another man, it's too late for him to smash it.It feels like she's backed herself into a dead end.

"What are you doing standing there? Come here!"

Jing Jiaren walked to the bed and asked tentatively, "I'm really going to make another one for you. This one is broken, and it doesn't look very good. Don't want it?"

"not good!"

"Ximen Longting..."

"Don't be so long-winded," he said coldly, "I'll let you go today because you have spent so much time preparing gifts for me."

He suddenly took out a sofa from the villa...

The European-style sofa is made of leather and lace, which is extremely luxurious.

That's not the point!

The point is that there is a couple sitting on the sofa...

The woman leaned on the man's shoulder, and the two hands tightly overlapped and rested on the man's knee.

The two little people are the size of a little finger, leaning on each other intimately.

The woman's dressing style, hairstyle and face can all be vaguely recognized as Jing Jiaren.

Ximen Longting's tone was playful: "The workmanship is not bad."

But take a closer look...

It was found that the man had black hair, and his figure, appearance, and temperament were all different from Ximen Longting.

However, he is imposing and handsome, a refined prince type handsome guy.

Jing Jiaren wanted to snatch the little man from his hand: "Let me take a look."

Ximen Longting avoided his hands and looked carefully: "It's not me!"

"Who else but you?" Jing Jiaren said nonsense with her eyes open.

Ximen Longting said coldly: "I look like this? How does he look like me!?"

"I... gave the photo. Could it be that the store confused it?" Jing Jiaren really wanted to slap her.She doesn't want to lie.

"Confused?"

"There must be other customers who also ordered, and the information is mixed together, wrong?"

Ximen Longting's good mood was disrupted instantly: "Which store?" How dare you make such a big mistake!