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

Jing Jiaren stretched out her hand in pain, wanting to grab it.

Ximen Longting grabbed her wrist violently——

"Don't touch!"

"Pain..." Her lips were pale, and the burning pain seemed to enter her veins and spread to her limbs.

There was severe shock pain all over her body.

Why didn't Ximen Longting's heart ache.

Hugged her into his arms suddenly: "Water——"

He roared angrily: "Water!!!!"

The servant rushed to the bathroom and quickly fetched a glass of water.

Ximen Longting held the water glass and poured it on her forehead.

The cold water poured down, although it relieved her pain, it at least reduced some of the burning feeling.

Jing Jiaren raised her head and closed her eyes, her bangs were wet and curled, a blooming rose appeared in the wound on her right forehead, the size of a coin.

He stretched out his hand as if to touch the wound, wanting to share the pain for her.

But his hands froze in the air again.

"Jing Jiaren, you will never forget me, and I will forget you before you."

"..."

"Let's compare and see who forgets who first, who is more ruthless, and who can live a better life."

Is this the most ruthless revenge a pair of lovers can have on each other after they separate.

Jing Jiaren looked at him in confusion...

She doesn't compare, she loses.

She said she would forget him, but what she owed him would make her remember him with guilt for the rest of her life!

She didn't want to remember Leng Aofeng for the rest of her life, but let him down...

Therefore, it is better to remember him for the rest of his life and let Leng Aofeng down.

"Do you think Leng Lintian really loves you?" He shook her shoulder, "He wanted to take away my true love and torture me."

she knows……

"Once I don't love you anymore, what do you think you are in his eyes?"

she knows...

If Ximen Longting doesn't love her anymore, Leng Lintian feels that she is useless, so maybe he will let her and her beauty go.

"At that time, you will be miserable," he darkened, "you will get nothing."

"..."

"The end result of a selfish woman is to get nothing!"

"That's...that's my business..." Jing Jiaren said with a hoarse voice, "my business...you don't need to worry about it..."

Ximen Longting clogged his chest with a mouthful of blood, stared at her fiercely and couldn't say a word.

Jing Jiaren looked at him, the face she loved the most...

Wanting to reach out and touch him at last.

She can't forget, and she doesn't want to forget him.But he was afraid that his face would be blurred after a long time.

She just touched his face with her hand, but her body and spirit couldn't bear the pain anymore, her body softened, and she passed out in his arms.

Ximen Longting's mind was blank, and he hugged her tightly.

He hugged her tightly with both arms, as if trying to break her ribs.

He hugged her heartbreakingly, knowing that the moment he made a move, it meant that no matter how regretful he was, he would never go back...

Nothing can go back...

He picked her up silently, walked out of the bedroom, carried her into the next room, and put her on the big soft bed.

He brushed her hair away, and took another deep look at the scar on her head.

He seemed to be laughing, and there was a strange look in his eyes, which was uglier than crying.

Finally turned around and left.

The door is closed, the room is quiet...

Jing Jiaren was lying on the bed, yelling something in her nightmare, clutching her heart in pain, and whispered Ximen Longting's name in a low voice.

Tears kept falling from the corners of my eyes...