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

Gong Zihua lowered her head, her long bangs swept down, and she didn't move.

"Gong Zihua, hey, can you stop pretending?"

Jing Jiaren stretched out her foot and touched his foot, but she didn't see any reaction from him...

His body was bound in five knots, and his feet and hands were bound with chains.

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip, leaned over and squatted in front of him: "Gong Zihua...can you stop playing?"

Her hands forcefully lifted his chin, and saw his livid face with dry and peeling lips.

"Damn it... didn't you promise me to feed you water?"

Jing Jiaren murmured, "Gong Zihua, don't scare me, wake up, wake up!"

Jing Jiaren's hand was touching his forehead, it was so hot...

"Come on!" Jing Jiaren was about to call out.

Suddenly, those seductive fox eyes opened, and the redness of the lower eyeliner was even more bloody and magnificent: "Don't shout."

Jing Jiaren frowned.

"Hehehe... I didn't expect that you still care about this young master." Gong Zihua's dry red lips grinned, "But this young master is not interested in married women."

"..."

"I'm looking for it, it must be a virgin. I can't pass the cleanliness in my heart, you know!"

Jing Jiaren really wanted to spit in his face.

She's not interested in him either!

"So even if you have feelings for me, I can only let you down." He curled his lips and said boldly.

Jing Jiaren's face turned cold.

I thought he was going to die just now, but he still has the intention to tease her, isn't he strong enough?

Jing Jiaren withdrew her hand coldly: "I'm interested in you? Have you never looked in the mirror? You are not as good as my husband in any way. What would I like about you?"

"Hmph," Gong Zihua forced a disdainful voice from the cracks in his lips, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder! My young master is so good, you know nothing!"

"Yeah, because you're not my lover, of course I don't understand." Jing Jiaren smiled.

"No eyesight!"

"Hey, I don't have time to argue with you. You said it well on the island. We will take you to find the treasure, and you will make me the antidote." Jing Jiaren let go of her hand and stared at him, "How can you say that? And unbelief?"

Miyako Huasha said in a voice: "I didn't say no to the antidote, but you insist on tying me up, what should I do?"

"Don't lie, you ran away as soon as you came back."

"If I don't run, I'm still waiting for you to catch me? I'm not a fool!"

"Okay, let's just believe that you will give me the antidote - now I don't need you to do the antidote - what about Master Donggong?"

"I didn't say I wouldn't tell you."

"But you haven't said anything until now!"

Gong Zihua's face turned cold: "I said, I don't know. I really don't know. What can you do if your man doesn't believe me?"

Jing Jiaren's heart began to shake: "Who are you fooling?"

"The old man is very guarded. I am not his own. He is afraid that it will be too late for me to usurp the throne. How can I know?" Gong Zihua glanced at her with an idiot's eyes.

Jing Jiaren remembered the conversation between Gong Zihua and that transvestite manager...

That's right, Gong Zihua and Master Donggong seem to be at odds.

Jing Jiaren said angrily: "You really don't know? Then why did you agree in the first place!?"

"When I find out his whereabouts, I will tell you as soon as possible." Gong Zihua shrugged and said rascally, "You didn't ask me to tell you right away?"

Jing Jiaren was furious: "Gong Zihua!"

"How about calling me the young master?"