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

Jing Jiaren washed up, washing away all the smell that belonged to Ximen Longting.

Fell on the big bed, damn it, why does it still feel unclean?

As long as you close your eyes, it's as if he is standing beside her, staring at her with dark red eyes, like a ghost.

She took the perfume and sprayed it on herself and in the room, closed her eyes, and finally couldn't smell him...

The Jing family was still very noisy when they were repairing the front yard.

But she was so tired that she fell into a deep sleep after a while.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, a sudden shaking sound woke her up.

Looking at the time, it was already afternoon, and she slept for most of the day...

Immediately afterwards, there was another sound of something collapsing, and the excavator made an annoying noise.

When Jing Jiaren heard the voice coming from the backyard, she instantly felt bad!

"Miss Biao, you're awake." I met Chen's mother in the corridor.

"What's going on in the backyard, why is it so noisy?"

"Master Xi bought the villa next door and wanted to connect the backyards of the two villas..."

Jing Jiaren just felt her head buzzing, and she almost couldn't stand up.

He just destroyed the front yard, and he wants to destroy the back yard?

I hurried to the balcony of the back porch. Sure enough, all the walls in the backyard were demolished. In order to facilitate the repair of the road, the excavator was preparing to dig out the entire utility room...

Immediately, the Jing family was surrounded by a burst of smoke and dust.

"Great, I heard that Young Master Xi bought the villa next door."

The three sisters of the Jing family also came to the verandah to watch.

"Give way."

Jing Jiaren, who was standing in front of the guardrail, was arrogantly pushed away by Jing Meilin, who looked at the backyard with a domineering attitude.

Jing Meihui noticed that Jing Jiaren did not lose her temper and quarrel as usual, so she couldn't help feeling curious.

"Sister, does that mean that he will often live here in the future?" Jing Meixue followed and asked longingly, "Then we will have many opportunities to meet him in the future?"

"Of course," Jing Meihui continued, "He has demolished the walls of the two backyards, isn't it for the convenience of visiting our house at any time?"

"He must be doing this for someone." Jing Meilin smiled sweetly.

"For whom? Jing Jiaren?"

"Of course not!" Jing Meilin frowned and retorted, "I made French desserts for Young Master Xi this morning. He loved it very much and promised me to let me cook breakfast for him every day. I think he must have eaten it with my own hands. I made this decision after making breakfast for him..."

"For you?"

……

The chirping sound was annoying.

Jing Jiaren frowned, distraught, and wanted to go into the house with a stomach full of anger.

Jing Meilin called her suddenly: "Hi, Jing Jiaren."

Jing Jiaren paused: "What's the matter?"

"You are familiar with Young Master Xi, let him invite me to his house some other day." She ordered arrogantly.

Jing Jiaren clenched her fists, the only thing she wanted to do now was to kill that devil who made his own claims——

"Yes, yes," Jing Meixue looked forward to, "I also want to see how Young Master Xi's new home is furnished, and to know how the lives of rich people are different."

"Wouldn't this be very abrupt?" Jing Meihui was worried, afraid of arousing Ximen Longting's resentment.

"What's so abrupt, Master Xi likes my dessert so much, it's too late to be happy. Is it Jing Jiaren?"

"..."

"Are you deaf, I'm talking to you."

"I heard it," Jing Jiaren said coldly, holding back her temper, "I will find a chance to tell him."

"It must be done!"