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

Jing Jiaren felt that being so ghost-like was going to drive her crazy, so she sat in front of the piano and watched the music she had composed in the past half month.

I haven't composed music for a long time... I feel unfamiliar.

Unexpectedly, sadness is the best inspiration.

She recalled every bit of her relationship with Ximen Longting, and the inspiration burst out like flowing water.

I can make one almost every two days.

However, the tone of each track is very dark.

The melancholy melody of piano music echoed over the villa, and Jing Jiaren locked herself in her room, refusing to see anyone.

For her, this is also a way for her to vent her depression.

Downstairs, Leng Lintian closed the newspaper and frowned. If this continues, Jing Jiaren will definitely be depressed.

The emotions of pregnant women are inherently unstable, not to mention Jing Jiaren's pressure is so heavy...

Bring Wen Xinnuan back?

This is not a long term solution...

It's better to open up some knots in her heart.

He looked at his watch, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Has the person arrived yet?"

"Mr. Jing and Mrs. Jing just got off the plane. We have already sent people to the airport to meet them. They will arrive in about half an hour." The bodyguard replied respectfully.

Leng Lintian rolled his lips: "Go and ask the young lady to come down."

……

Jing Jiaren's flexible fingers suddenly stopped: "What did you say?"

"The young master said, Mr. Jing and Mrs. Jing will be here soon, please pack up and see them in the most energetic state."

Would Leng Lintian be so kind?He actually brought Jing's father and Jing's mother over?

After half an hour.

A five-door extended Lincoln car stopped at the gate of the villa.

The car door opened, Jing Zhongtian got out of the car immediately, and half-armed a beautiful woman to get out of the car.

The woman's facial features were exquisite, her temperament was haughty, she couldn't tell her age, and her black eyes were full of wisdom.

Her red lips were slightly rolled up, and she was wearing a black lace dress with a camel-colored overcoat.

Judging from the appearance, she is at most Dajing Jiaren's five-year-old sister.

Soon, the bodyguard and psychiatrist Bell came down with two nurses.

"Young Mistress, you are pregnant, don't run away!"

The servant yelled anxiously, and several servants followed Jing Jia and chased after her.

Jing Jiaren saw the car arriving from the window sill, and immediately ran to the gate.

Leng Lintian frowned, walked up quickly, and held her in his arms: "Why are you running, they won't disappear suddenly."

"let me go!"

"Be careful with our children." Leng Lintian put his arms around her waist, "As long as you want them to stay here with you, they can stay with you for as long as you want."

Jing Jiaren still had a distorted expression.

Leng Lintian kissed her next to her ear: "Are you surprised?"

Jing Jiaren always thought that Leng Lintian would not agree, so she didn't even dare to mention it.

"Actually, your parents have been traveling around the world these days. It is said that this was your mother's previous wish, fulfilling her wish for her will also help her recover from her illness." Leng Lintian confessed to Jing's parents during this period whereabouts.

While speaking, the big iron door opened, and Mother Jing and Father Jing walked in.

Sure enough, Mother Jing looked radiant with sparkling eyes.

Jing Jiaren is usually not very clingy to her parents, but after not seeing her for so long, she shouted impulsively in her heart——

"dad……"

Her eye sockets were slightly moist, and she forcefully suppressed her excitement.

He looked at Jingmu hesitantly.I'm afraid she won't recognize me.

Mother Jing smiled slightly: "Don't you recognize me?"

"mom!"