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

Aunt Zhang also felt embarrassed: "It's nothing, the young man is young and vigorous, I understand."

"Then is there any treatment for his stomach cancer?"

"This, it's hard to say... we need to observe further."

Jing Jiaren's heart sank: "I heard that you cured your husband's stomach cancer before. Didn't he come today?"

"His legs and feet are inconvenient, so he didn't come." Aunt Zhang replied, "I did help him cure stomach cancer with traditional Chinese medicine a few years ago, but their situation is different. I need to observe more."

"Please do your best..."

Next, Jing Jiaren deliberately made homework and made friends, trying to win Aunt Zhang's favor.

It's fine if Ximen Longting doesn't cooperate, and from time to time he throws cold water on her with some sarcastic remarks.

"Ximen Longting, do you still want to get cured of this disease?" Jing Jiaren glared at him.

"I don't want my woman to bow down to anyone for me!"

He couldn't understand Jing Jiaren, who had always been arrogant, but now she was so jealous of a servant.

"How is this groveling, this is the most basic respect!"

"Respect?" He snapped his fingers arrogantly.

Wilson stepped forward and listened to Ximen Longting. What did he order.

Wilson immediately went to the study on the second floor...

Jing Jiaren continued to talk about family affairs, and Aunt Zhang relaxed a lot, saying that Ximen Longting's situation is not the worst...

Just then, Wilson arrived with a check and a pen.

"How much does it cost, you just write the number on it." Wilson said, "As long as you can cure our young master's illness, you can ask for any conditions."

"Ximen Longting, you are rich and powerful!" Jing Jiaren stared.

She managed to make a relationship, but was crushed by his foot.

Aunt Zhang's expression was obviously embarrassing...

"Villas, luxury cars, huge sums of money—that's how I respect."

Jing Jiaren: "..."

"Hold the check, you can fill in the data after you have thought about it." Wilson handed out the check, emphatically, "Fill in whatever you want."

"Aunt Zhang, he has no other intentions..."

"I understand." Aunt Zhang immediately took the check in her hand. "This disease has a great hope of being cured. As long as he cooperates with my medication, I don't think there is any big problem."

Jing Jiaren: "..." Does this mean that money can turn ghosts around?

She had almost run out of saliva just now, so Aunt Zhang let it go, but now that she threw the check, her attitude changed immediately.

Ximen Longting stroked Jing Jiaren's hair: "It turns out that she prefers my way of respect."

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip, because people nowadays are so realistic, Ximen Longting's powerful world view was formed, and her values ​​became deformed.

"Our young master really hates the smell of traditional Chinese medicine, the smell is stinky, can it be improved?" Wilson asked.

"There's no problem with this... I can reduce the smell of the medicine. He doesn't just take traditional Chinese medicine orally, he takes a lot of medicinal baths, applies medicine, and uses two prongs..."

Wilson took Aunt Zhang to discuss the illness, leaving Jing Jiaren sitting there with her back stiffened.

Ximen Longting stroked her shoulder: "Have you figured it out?"

"Ximen Longting, you are powerful now, and you have money to throw away... What if you have nothing in the future?"

"I have you." He hooked his lips, "That's enough."

"Forget it..." Jing Jiaren doesn't want to change him, anyway, he will be Master Ximen for the rest of his life, and he won't have nothing.