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

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The next day, the more Jing Jiaren thought about it, the more wrong she became, and she had a great feeling that Ximen Longting followed her.

She smiled wryly, with his personality, if he found her, why didn't he rush over to Xingshi to ask her the crime?

What's more, there are Leng Aofeng and Jian Chenche beside her, he absolutely can't bear it.

After breakfast, Jing Jiaren asked the driver to prepare a car, saying that she was going to get some air nearby, and no one was allowed to follow her.

Her personality became stubborn, and it was hard for others to say much.

It's just that Leng Aofeng was worried about her, so he coldly told the driver to look at her, not to leave his sight, and to contact him immediately if there was any situation.

Drive to the side of the hill.

Jing Jia got out of the car and saw that there was no one else in the farm, so she pushed aside the fence and walked along the path among the daisies.

"Miss Jing." The driver followed, "Where are you going?"

"Nothing, I like this house, just look around."

Jing Jiaren walked to the window and looked in.

The wooden tables and chairs are very delicate, but not luxurious.

She looked in from window to window...

In fact, it is a very ordinary English country style.

Some window curtains are drawn down, so you can't see inside.

In fact, what she wants to see most is the study room, or the living room.

If Ximen Longting lived here, there must be bodyguards in the living room, so he would stay in the study.

Soon she laughed at herself again, did she really have a paranoia attack?

Maybe this room is the study room?

Jing Jiaren stood still in front of a window, only relying on her sixth sense that it was this room.

However, just behind this window, covered by a blue curtain, Ximen Longting was sitting on a fabric chair...

He was dealing with official documents, but suddenly Wilson knocked on the door and came in and told her that Miss Jing had come and was observing the house outside.

Ximen Longting's body froze, but she still came?

Jing Jiaren kept poking around.

Looking from window to window, he finally saw Ximen Longting's study, and stood there without moving.

Across a window, one is bright and the other is dark.

Jing Jiaren stretched out her hand, and in a strange way, she wanted to knock on the window...

However, the driver had just raised her hand in the air, and the driver stopped her: "Miss Jing, I think it's impolite to enter other people's yard without authorization?"

"What's the matter?" Jing Jiaren smiled lightly, "I live in a nearby ranch, and I'm his neighbor. Is it normal for a neighbor to come to visit?"

"But you should knock at the front door, too."

"..."

"And you didn't bring any presents."

Ximen Longting stood in front of the window, his chiseled handsome face sunk in the darkness.

The slender hand is pressed against the window, if she knocks on the window, he will definitely open——

He didn't look for her, she was the one who found her before, and he would never let her go!

Pressing his fingers on the window, his chest suddenly jumped violently, although he was secretly laughing at himself.

Jing Jiaren hesitated for a moment, then put down her hand: "I just want to know, why did this family introduce Chinese flower seeds? Or daisies?"

She analyzed the rose flower she brought back, and it was from China.

The driver looked at her inexplicably.

"Is the person living there a Chinese? She also likes daisies? Is there any story about daisies?"

"..."

"I want to know... would like to know..." she murmured.

Why do you want to know so much?

Maybe it will bring inspiration to her creation?Or is it...?

Jing Jiaren took two steps back in a daze.