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

After Jing Jiaren finished her glass of wine, she found that Ximen Longting was just staring at herself deeply.

She has long been used to his gaze...

Slightly smiled: "What's the matter, you're in a daze looking at me? Why don't you drink?"

Ximen Longting said in a low voice: "You are so charming, you are naturally dumbfounded."

Jing Jiaren laughed and put her arms around his neck.

Strange, it's just a glass of red wine, why did her vision start to blur?

Ximen Longting's face turned into two overlapping images in front of her eyes?

She burped, and the aroma of red wine hit her: "What... did you put in the wine?"

Ximen Longting held her waist and said nothing.

"You really put medicine in the red wine?" Jing Jiaren was shocked.

In the next second, his legs were weak and his head was dizzy.

Before she had time to question Ximen Longting, she was already so drunk that she closed her eyes and gradually lost consciousness...

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The sound of the waves, clack, clack.

Jing Jiaren turned over and heard the servant calling her softly: "Miss Jing, Miss Jing, wake up."

Jing Jiaren opened her eyes and saw a somewhat familiar face, but couldn't remember where she saw it.

here is……?

She looked around and found that she had actually returned to the island where she first met Ximen Longting!

This was the bedroom she lived in at the time, everything was furnished the same, and the black piano was still parked there.

Jing Jia's heart sank. Ximen Longting drugged her and sent her to this island secretly?

Has he already seen through her agreement with Leng Lintian! ?

So, is her captivity about to begin again?

Jing Jiaren felt that the sky was collapsing and the earth was dark, and her mind was completely blank.

"Miss Jing, go and look out the window."

"Outside the window?"

"Yes."

Jing Jiaren couldn't be in the mood to look out the window at this moment, but the servant insisted on helping her to get her out of bed.

Pushing open the french window, Jing Jiaren stood in front of the guardrail. The night wind blew her long black hair. She saw thousands of candles in glass cups on the beach.

Each glass is in the shape of a rose flower, densely packed to form a huge heart shape.

A figure squatted there, lighting the most central candle cups.

Ximen Longting...

"Miss Jing, it's 15 minutes before twelve o'clock. In order to greet the New Year's Eve with you, the young master specially asked me to wake you up at this time." The servant explained from the side, "In order to light these candles, he spent It took more than an hour. Our servant wanted to help, but he refused to let any of us."

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip, turned around suddenly, and ran outside.

She just got off the bed, forgot to put on her shoes, and ran down the road barefoot excitedly.

The servant carried her slippers and chased her all the way, but Jing Jiaren never escaped.

Her speed was like a gust of wind, swirling past the villa and rushing out.

"Miss Jing, your shoes...you forgot to put on your shoes..." came the voice of the servant chasing after her.

Hearing the movement, the figure in the center of the candle moved slightly——

Ximen Longting stood up, he was wearing the overcoat that Jing Jiaren had ironed for him this afternoon.

It was the tie that Jing Jiaren bought for him.

And, of course, the two brooches.

In the candlelight, his chiseled face was so handsome and dignified.

"Ximen Longting—" Jing Jiaren stood outside the heart shape and shouted, "Why did you bring me here?"