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

Jing Jiaren frowned, looking at the scenery outside the car window.

After she settled SUN and Wen Xinnuan, she had no choice but to make a phone call to surrender, hoping that Ximen Longting would revoke the "arrest warrant".

The car sent her back to the beach house.

Jing Jiaren was escorted into the hall, and a bodyguard snatched her handbag.

Ximen Longting pursed his ruthless thin lips, and sat resolutely on the dark blue sofa.

Like a fire surrounded by sea water.

The slender hand took the women's bag and unzipped it.

Crash, everything inside was poured out...

Jing Jiaren was escorted to kneel on the floor of the hall, like a prisoner waiting to be trained.

"I think there is really some misunderstanding," Jing Jiaren tried to explain, "You know, I signed a lover's contract with you, and if I wanted to leave, I would leave immediately."

"..."

"After the contract is over, you can give me such a generous reward, how can I be willing to run away?"

"..."

"The phone really fell into the water and couldn't be turned on, and the wound on my back made me unconscious..."

Ximen Longting found the wallet and took out Jing Jiaren's ID card from it.

"What's your name?" He asked coldly.

"Elizabeth-Alexander-Sarah Hurley, born on XXXXXXXXXX."

Jing Jiaren's age and birthday have also been changed, making her 2 years older.

Ximen Longting casually handed it to Wilson: "Check it out for me!"

Find out what this woman is from.

At this time, a servant came over with a pen and paper and placed it in front of Jing Jiaren.

"Write."

"What am I going to write?"

"Introduce yourself," he stared at her viciously, "I want absolute authenticity, you dare to lie a little bit, knowing the consequences?"

If Jing Jiaren wrote Chinese characters, it would be her own handwriting. Even if she changed it deliberately, she was afraid that Ximen Longting would spot it.

She hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm British. I can read a lot of Chinese, but I can't write it. Can I write English?"

Ximen Longting remained silent.

He didn't object, he just agreed...

Jing Jiaren held a pen, but fortunately she had already explained her life experience.

She is indeed a real person, but three and a half years ago, a family of three was traveling in a car accident, and all of them died.

It happened that Luo Lei wanted to help Jing Jiaren create a new identity, so he made a trick so that "Elizabeth" was still alive, that is, Jing Jiaren...

The names of her parents, her family background, and the school Elizabeth went to, she memorized them like homework.

Jing Jiaren knelt on the ground and wrote.

Ximen Longting sat on the sofa and checked the things poured out of her bag one by one.

Except for some women's cosmetics, mobile phones, wallets, everything is normal——

Inside the wallet was a picture of a British couple.

But the information and photo album in the phone are empty...

Jing Jiaren's explanation is: "I just returned to China not long ago, and my phone is new, so it's normal that there are no photos."

"Just returned to China?" Ximen Longting asked in a calm voice, "Your husband?"

"Will you be angry if I say I lied to you?"

Ximen Longting twitched his lips and stared at her with a sneer.

"I was tricked into going to the Opera House that day. I was drugged out of nowhere and lost my virginity... Normal women would be afraid and want to escape. So I lied to you, saying that I have a husband."

Ximen Longting stared at her with frighteningly dark eyes: "Your son!?"