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

Wilson said embarrassingly: "Hands are more troublesome. But if you have money, you can have a hand that looks like a real person."

"Like a real person's hand, can't it be a real person's hand?"

"After 24 hours of this time, there is no way to match it with a real person's hand." Wilson confessed honestly.

Jing Jiaren felt very sorry...

"Actually, Master Leng's hands are pretty good now."

Jing Jiaren glared at him angrily: "Where is it good!?"

Jing Jiaren is rarely aggressive towards Wilson, this may be the first time... Wilson froze for a moment and fell silent.

After a moment's pause, she said, "Go and see Ximen Longting, look at him, and don't let him do anything impulsive."

"At this time, if I go, I will be cannon fodder."

"At a time like this, you should go!"

Wilson had to turn around and go.Hey, what he is most afraid of every day is that his master will quarrel with Jing Jiaren, it will destroy the world!

Jing Jiaren looked at Leng Lintian...

Is he still irrational? Why does he always show that calm smile?

Why was he still laughing at a time like this?

Doesn't he hurt...

"Leng Lintian, don't laugh like that," Jing Jiaren frowned, "Stop laughing."

As if he understood, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze slightly, and his handsome face became extremely cold and alienated.

"Can you understand me? Do you know who I am and what is my name?"

Leng Lintian narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at her.

"Say, who am I?"

"I don't know." A hoarse voice.

"You don't know who I am?" Jing Jiaren was surprised, "Then why are you treating me..." so special.

Leng Lintian stared at her. For four years, in a long dream that he couldn't wake up from, he saw a woman with her back to his figure, and he chased after him, but he couldn't see her face anyway.

And Jing Jiaren in front of him, from the moment he woke up, with his back facing the scene of him playing in front of the piano, overlapped with the dream.

He didn't know who she was, he only knew that this woman must be very important.

If it doesn't matter, how can it occupy 4 years in his dream?How come once he closes his eyes, it's her back!

"Leng Lintian?" Jing Jiaren waved her five fingers in front of his eyes.

Leng Lintian regained his senses in the dark.

"You can move your hands freely now, can you walk?" Jing Jiaren asked, "You can talk now, can you read?"

Leng Lintian frowned slightly and said nothing.

Jing Jiaren shook her hand and asked someone to bring the magazine over: "Try now and see if you can read."

……

As time passed, Jing Jiaren stayed with Leng Lintian in the room all day.

At the beginning, I taught him how to read and write, taught him how to retract and release the strength of his five fingers, and taught him how to hold a pen.

I read some articles to him to sharpen his discernment.

Although Leng Lintian has forgotten, after all, the thinking of an adult and his high IQ are still there.

A lot of things just need to be dialed by Jing Jiaren.

"Your name is...Jing's family? (I heard Ximen Longting always called her that)" Leng Lintian held the pen stiffly, "Write."

Jing Jiaren wrote in her notebook: 【Jing Jiaren. 】

"Jing Jiaren, my name is Jing Jiaren."

Leng Lintian smiled frivolously, as before, as if nothing had changed: "Jing Jiaren."

Even the tone of calling her is so similar...

Jing Jia's heart was slightly sour, she nodded vigorously, and wrote on the back:

[Leng Lintian. 】

"This is your name, Leng Lintian. Are you practicing writing?"