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

What kind of person is he? It seems that the closer he gets to him, the more he feels different from what she imagined.

Ximen Longting turned on the computer, and his computer was in English.

Although Jing Jiaren doesn't understand French, her English is not bad, and she can understand some basic things.

The last time she used Ximen Longting's computer secretly, she would go over the wall to enter the Chinese website, and then search for records——

This time, to enter her personal webpage, she had to go over the wall first.

Fortunately, there are very few photos of Jing Jiaren and Leng Aofeng together, and most of them are with Leng Aofeng, and she will not post the photos on the Internet.

As soon as Jing Jiaren opened her personal homepage, Ximen Longting put his hand on the back of her hand, right-clicked and clicked to bookmark the page.

Jing Jiaren smiled slightly: "What are you saving, don't you understand Chinese?"

"That was before, but I can understand it now."

"What do you mean?"

"Details."

"this?"

"I want to leave a message."

"This one……"

"My Photos."

A warm current ran through Jing Jiaren's heart again, and it took only a while for him to really recognize it.

He is usually so busy, he must have often allocated time to study to learn so quickly...

Ximen Longting has already suppressed her hand holding the mouse, and can't wait to open "My Photo".This album is usually locked with a password, and outsiders cannot access it.

Jing Jiaren smiled: "Don't worry, I'll log in first."

Just as her fingers were about to type, they suddenly stopped... It turns out that Leng Aofeng registered for her on this homepage!

User name is【jiaren5】

And the password is【yanxuan5】

From the corner of Jing Jiaren's eyes, she looked at Ximen Longting, the password on the computer would be replaced by *, hoping that he would not pay attention to her hands typing on the keyboard.

"Why don't you log in?" Ximen Longting urged.

"I suddenly feel a little thirsty, can you help me get a glass of water?" She wanted to push him away.

Ximen Longting bit her ear: "Are you afraid that I will secretly remember your password?"

"..." Jing Jiaren, "It's not for this reason, I—"

"Don't worry, I won't peek."

"Then close your eyes."

Jing Jiaren looked at him and saw that he had really closed it, breathed a sigh of relief, and typed quickly with her fingers.Then, a deep voice rang out above her head:

"yanxuan, 5."

"Didn't you say you wouldn't peek!"

"I opened my eyes, and it broke into my eyes without authorization."

"Don't be a rascal." Jing Jiaren was speechless.

After a pause, Ximen Longting's face turned cold. He couldn't react to the pinyin for a while, but after a while, he spelled out the Chinese character: Yanxuan.

"Are you so fickle? You have two boats, you have Shang Yanxuan, but you are also entangled with Leng Lintian." He lowered his voice, and the jealousy in his tone was extremely strong.

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip: "This is my personal homepage in the past. It's been a long time. At that time, he applied for the account and password for me, so..."

Ximen Longting remained silent, it doesn't matter, he will make this code his soon.

Entering the personal homepage, Jing Jiaren found that the last login time was a certain day 2 months ago.

She hasn't been here for at least half a year—that is to say, before Leng Aofeng was arrested and brought into Ximen Manor, he had logged in frequently.

What is he doing on her personal homepage?

Jing Jiaren's mind froze, she was very afraid that Leng Aofeng would leave some information about him and Ximen Longting would notice it.

"what happened?"