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

"Mr. Ximen is indeed a high-end person in the upper class!"

"Speak the truth, don't make me guess every time..."

Obviously, the sarcasm in Jing Jiaren's tone meant that she was unhappy again.

Jing Jiaren gasped and said, "What I want is sweet potato flour, don't you know what sweet potato flour is?"

"I bought it wrong?"

Jing Jiaren couldn't help but smile, and didn't know how to describe it: "Sweet potato rice noodles, have you heard of it?"

Ximen Longting had a puzzled expression on his face: "Rice noodles are just rice noodles. What is sweet potato flour? And sweet potato rice noodles?"

"Look, it really is the pampered young master who has never even heard of sweet potato rice noodles. Don't tell me, you have never eaten it?"

Ximen Longting glared at her, pinched her chin and said, "Why don't you eat it, don't look at me strangely."

Jing Jiaren sighed.

That's right, he usually eats very carefully, how could he eat such "cheap" things.

Jing Jiaren thought for a while, and remembered that there was a restaurant in front of the nearby school that tasted very good.

She loved to eat when she was a student, but later she was mistaken for her birth mother. After following Ximen Longting, he naturally didn't allow her to eat these junk foods, even the snacks had to be inspected.

So in Jing Jiaren's blank memory, she hasn't eaten for a long time.

When she thinks about it now, she will especially want to eat it, especially aftertaste...

"I'll go buy it again, where is it sold? You wait for me!"

"No, I'll go together, I'm afraid you'll buy the wrong one again."

"Look at me?"

"I didn't underestimate you at all," Jing Jiaren raised her chin slightly, "because I didn't take you seriously at all."

Ximen Longting took her by the hand and got out of the car, "I'll just put you in my eyes!"

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When she arrived at Jing Jiaren's "site", she put her handbag on the table: "I'm treating you today!"

Ximen Longting: "..."

"Boss, here are two bowls of sweet potato and rice noodles...one with extra spicy."

When it comes to spiciness, she starts to secrete her taste buds.

Ximen Longting's thin lips curled up: "A look of greed!"

"Leave me alone!?"

This woman is still brooding about the hospital, she speaks with a gun and a stick, Ximen Longting doesn't mind.

The bodyguards were guarding the door of the store, and only Wilson followed in. Looking around the sanitary environment of this small store, he frowned, then took out a handkerchief, and wiped it back and forth on the table...a layer of oil was formed after wiping.

"Master, this is a bit...too dirty."

Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows: "Go away and stay."

The diners in the small shop couldn't help looking at this place curiously, and they must be thinking in their hearts, this man is too pretending, and he brought so many men with him when he came out?Such a rich person would come to such a small shop?

Soon, two bowls of sweet potato hot and sour noodles were served.

Jing Jiaren's bowl was topped with a large spoonful of chopped chili peppers, and the soup was also red in color, but just looking at it whetted the appetite.

Although Ximen Longting's bowl is not particularly spicy, it still has a spicy soup base...

Seeing the big spoonful of chili on Jing Jiaren's bowl, the connivance on Ximen Boss's face began to change: "Isn't it because of a bad stomach? What did the doctor say?"

"You want to take care of me? Who are you to me, what position do you have to take care of me?"

"I'm your old man..."

Jing Jiaren pretended to say, "You're really worried, so let's change the bowl?"

Wilson reminded in a low voice: "Miss Jing, our young master doesn't eat spicy food."

"I don't eat spicy food, right? It's a pity that I like it. If you're with me, you have to eat the same food as me... If you can't stand it, you can leave."