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

Leng Lintian showed a strong smile: "So, you want to change for him?"

"you can say it this way."

"Jing Jiaren, good love is when you see the whole world through one person, and bad love is when you abandon the world for one person."

"..."

"You just started to plan to be with him, and you want to make changes for her? You want to abandon your original self?"

"If it's a good change, better for yourself, why not?" Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows, "Of course, I won't change some things in principle."

"..."

"How, does this hurt you?" Jing Jiaren asked cruelly, "Can you give up?"

"Beautiful lady, you are being stupid, and I... don't want to see you take that stupid road and get bruised all over your body." Leng Lintian turned around and picked up the bone on the chopping board, pulled out the knife, and chopped it vigorously, "You If you want to try again, I will accompany you."

"..."

"When you feel hurt and want to find someone to rely on, I'm still by your side."

Jing Jiaren stopped washing the vegetables.

I have to say in my heart, it was a bit shocking...

She is like this, why can he continue to wait for her?

"What are you doing?"

"Chop your bones for you. Didn't you say that you want to prepare a bento with love? I'll help you."

"No need, what you prepared for me is not what I want. Go away!" Jing Jiaren could only ruthlessly refuse all his favors to her.

Leng Lintian was furious on the ribs, chopping them even harder.

"I don't know how to use any dishes you have touched, and you chop them for nothing!"

Leng Lintian slashed harder, the blade sank on the chopping board, and his body froze upright.

"I can do well without your help." Jing Jiaren said firmly, she didn't want to hurt him...

But obviously, Leng Lintian was injured more seriously than she imagined.

"Okay, I won't touch it."

He let go, washed his hands, and turned to fetch the apron, sleeves, and gloves.

"Then you should protect yourself...don't hurt yourself."

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip, watching him tie the apron around her neck, hold her shoulders to make her turn around, and help her tie the back tie into a bow.

She grabbed Jing Jiaren's hand again and put on the sleeve.

"I will do it myself!"

Leng Lintian just straightly helped her put it on, the light of the gemstone on her ring finger hurt his eyes, he pulled the leather gloves up: "Your hands, I don't want to see her get hurt a little bit."

"..."

"So, you can do whatever you want, and I will accompany you. I only have one request, protect yourself!"

Jing Jiaren watched him turn and walk away, pulled out a chair and sat at the dining table, because it was an open kitchen, his black eyes were shining brightly at him, and his chin was propped on one arm.

Jing Jiaren took a deep breath, he couldn't change her decision, and she couldn't change his...

Can do well, only oneself.

She washed the eggplants, obviously she hadn't cooked, but she vaguely knew the steps.

The knife cut the eggplant tentatively, with unfamiliar techniques, and was even afraid of cutting his own hands.

But after only a dozen or so cuts, she found the feeling, and the movements became faster and faster...

"What do you want to cook? Do you want me to bring the IPAD and find you a recipe?"

Jing Jiaren's hand paused, "No need, I'll get it myself."

Leng Lintian had already got up and left.

What should I do, kimbap?