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

"Jing Jiaren, you have the guts!" Ximen Longting waved his hand and punched the air forcefully.

Fortunately, there was nothing nearby, otherwise his hand would suffer another punch.

The servant blocking the way was thrown away, Ximen Longting turned and left.

Jing Jiaren frowned as she watched his disappearing figure, "Follow him and have a look."

The servant frowned: "Me?"

"Well, go and see if he has gone far."

The servant had no choice but to follow him out, and came back soon: "He drove away."

gone?

Jing Jiaren nodded, "Where's Sun?"

"The young master is bathing Nana."

It won't be here anytime soon.

Jing Jia asked the servant to help up the door that had fallen on the ground, temporarily covering the door opening.

She recovered and looked at Leng Lintian, his metal hand was chained all the time, unable to go anywhere, while his right hand was handcuffed with hers.

Jing Jiaren groped under the bed cabinet for a while, and took out a saber from it...

She found this from Ximen Longting's boots, and then hid it here while he wasn't looking.

The knife is very sharp, Ximen Longting took it out when threatening Leng Lintian...

Said that he could remove his right hand with one knife.

Jing Jiaren withdrew the scabbard with one hand, and saw the blade gleaming with cold light.

She doesn't have the strength of Ximen Longting, and the strength of her left hand is not enough...

It is estimated that with one knife, the bones will not be cut.

Thinking of this, she clenched the handle of the knife tightly, and was about to strike——

Suddenly, Leng Lintian's right hand moved, and Jing Jiaren's hand also moved.

"What do you want to do?" Leng Lintian breathed coldly.

"Let us be free."

"..."

"Leng Lintian, I don't know what's the point of your doing this... You know that I won't hurt you. Your left hand is because I didn't lose it. You are so smart, you should have guessed it..." Jing Jiaren ticked off Lips, otherwise, he would not be kind on the surface, but so hostile to Ximen Longting.

"Now I give you my hand back, and it's clear."

Leng Lintian's eyes were as deep as a whirlpool: "Are you threatening me?"

Jing Jiaren smiled: "It's not a threat, it's a repayment."

He also smiled coldly: "Are you expecting me to stop you and hand over the key?"

Jing Jiaren's eyes flickered: "I haven't."

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking..." He chuckled softly, "You think I'll be fooled by you?"

"If you think so... I have nothing to say."

Jing Jiaren lowered her eyes, and suddenly grabbed the knife and slashed at her wrist...

She was so fast that the blade cut her skin—

Fortunately, Leng Lintian responded in time and took her hand away.

The sharp blade scratched her skin, and blood flowed out.

Leng Lintian's pupils shrank suddenly: "You really dare!"

Jing Jiaren muffled: "Isn't this what you want to see? The hand you lost because of me was supposed to be returned to you!"

Jing Jiaren quickly dropped the knife again——

Leng Lintian suddenly raised the hand that was handcuffed to her, blocking the blade.

He was holding his palms face to face, and the saber immediately cut his hand.

His hand was like holding a handful of blood, which flowed very quickly...

To be honest, Leng Lintian's behavior after amnesia is very unpredictable.

Jing Jiaren didn't know what he was thinking, she had to be prepared to really hurt herself.

But no matter what happens to Leng Lintian, she is very certain in the dark that he will never let her lose her right hand.