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

So he pretends not to care.

When she got closer, she realized that Jing Jiaren's cheeks were beginning to swell.She was slapped in the follow-up reaction.

Leng Lintian saw the corner of her cracked mouth with a little blood, and immediately knew what she had experienced.

In that villa, he met Ximen Longting again?

Leng Lintian's eyes dimmed, but he probably thought that the two of them must have quarreled again, otherwise, Jing Jiaren wouldn't cry and swell her eyes.

Leng Lintian understands the personalities of these two people, and he is bound to know why they quarreled, and why they-they will have no future.

However, he could no longer tolerate Ximen Longting getting in between him and Jing Jiaren.

Leng Lintian smiled sullenly, asked the servant to bring ointment, and applied it to Jing Jiaren's cheeks and corners of her mouth.

His woman, there must be no room for anyone to hurt her again.

"Help her feet well, don't stop." Leng Lintian ordered a few maids, and strode out of the room.

In the study, he picked up his mobile phone and called France.

The slender figure stood beside the complicated and winding curtains.

"You'd better keep an eye on your son."

He tilted his head slightly, his eyes were gloomy, and his face was extremely evil: "If he dares to attack my wife again, I will do it again. You don't want to hurt both me and him, do you?"

……

"You have only one son like him left. Do you want your Ximen family to have no children or grandchildren?" Leng Lintian said with a sigh, "I don't care. I will fight hard, just like your style back then."

……

"I didn't expect Master Ximen to go back as he got older. He was ruthless when he was young, but he regretted it in his later years." Leng Lintian's handsome face was full of vicious smiles.

……

"I have nothing to do with you."

Leng Lintian turned around, his face blurred in the darkness: "Don't mention the past, let alone my mother. You don't deserve it."

He lit a cigarette, exhaled slowly, seemed to think of something, and smiled viciously and sadly.

The other side, France.

Master Ximen hung up the phone coldly, his red pupils were dark.He looked at the newspaper, which contained a photo of Leng Lintian and Jing Jiaren at the wedding banquet.

That haughty and cold face was exactly the same as "her" when she was young.

【I don't beg you to love me, I will be with you...】

[Let me stay by your side, I am willing to be a substitute, so that I will no longer be alone with you. 】

Master Ximen took out the pocket watch cover and opened it...

The melody of "Christmas Rose" starts again, melodious and sad.

Outside the window, heavy snow began to fall, as if time was brought back to the past by one hand.

……

Two days later, the pregnancy contest of the Ximen family started again.It is said that the last surrogate failed to continue the incense for the Ximen family.

Just like the previous competition, not all ordinary people are eligible to participate.

But as soon as the news came out, it spread like wildfire and became the topic of conversation after dinner.

Of course, Jing Jiaren knew the news immediately.

The servants in the villa can talk, and the newspapers and TV are full of news.

She didn't understand what Ximen Longting wanted to do again. Didn't he leave China? Why did the surrogate give the Chinese the qualification for the competition.

If he wanted a woman, he could pick it at will, why did he hold the PK match in such a big way.

That night, when she was carried back, Wen Xinnuan disappeared.

Now Leng Lintian and Ji Ziang have sealed off City B and sent people everywhere to hunt for their whereabouts.