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

"That's good." Jing Jiaren nodded, not knowing what else to say, "That's good."

The servant with the medicine box had been standing at the door for a long time, not daring to come in.

Jing Jiaren said in a low voice, "I'm leaving now, you... remember to bandage the wound."

At this time, this woman will come to pretend.

"stop."

Ximen Longting's icy voice came.

Jing Jiaren didn't even have time to move.

He turned around wickedly, and said cruelly: "Didn't you say three days? Why, it's only been a day and a half, and you're leaving?"

It was supposed to be three days, but the phone call overheard by Ximen Longting wiped out everything.

The anger on Ximen Longting's face was gone, replaced by a contemptuous smile.

"Why?" Jing Jiaren was puzzled, "Since you know everything, what's the point of continuing?"

"Of course there is!"

"..."

"You owe me this." He snorted, "You have never been nice to me—it should be said that every time you are nice to me, you have ulterior motives."

This time it's even worse!

"So it doesn't make sense for me to treat you any better, does it?"

"I have suffered so much to get this little hypocrisy, why don't I enjoy it?" He sat down on the chair, "I am so annoyed now, I can't swallow this fire anyway. Don't you want to order How can I let you go if there is a way for me to get rid of this breath?"

Jing Jiaren stared at him palely.

She has never been hypocritical to him...

It's true to love him, it's true to be nice to him, and it's true not to let him hurt.

"Okay," Jing Jiaren bit her lip, "Today is the first day of the new year, and I don't want to ruin your mood today."

"..."

"Bring the medicine box here." Enduring the pain in her back, Jing Jiaren walked up to Ximen Longting, "I'll bandage it for you."

She had just walked up to him.

His handsome face was icy cold: "Kneel down."

Jing Jiaren was taken aback.

"Isn't it because I can do anything? I will make you kneel!"

"..."

"You have fulfilled your promise, and I will let you go as I said." He raised his lips.

Jing Jiaren's eyes flickered slightly.

Kneeling is nothing to her, she has knelt in front of Leng Lintian before.

Without hesitation, he knelt down in front of Ximen Longting's knees.

Ximen Longting's lips were slightly stiff, he thought that seeing her in pain, the anger in his heart would disappear.

And at that moment, Teng Di burned even more vigorously!

Proud as a white swan, she knelt down in front of him so easily in order to leave him.

Jing Jiaren knelt straight, which was different from kneeling in front of Leng Lintian and begging him. At this time, Jing Jiaren felt that all her self-esteem was collapsing.

This is the man she loves the most...

The moment she knelt down, they were never equal.No, they were never equal.

"Jing Jiaren, where's your dignity?" Ximen Longting grabbed her hair.

Jing Jiaren was forced to raise her face, and said coldly, "Oh, my dignity? It's already dead."

She died while they were constantly persecuting her with their enormous power.

"Then I'll let you kiss my feet now." His slender legs were folded on the other long leg, but his upper body was bent down, getting very close to her, "Do you want to kiss?"

Hot air sprayed on Jing Jiaren's face.

She closed her eyes: "Yes. You want me to kiss that foot? The right foot?"