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

My mood suddenly became extremely complicated.

Now that her parents like Leng Lintian so much, and they have been bribed by him, it's hard to imagine what will happen to her after she takes revenge on him.Will her leaving stimulate Jing's mother's condition?

Why does she have to think about others even when she dies?

Jing Jiaren felt that she was living without herself at all.

In this way, Jing's father and Jing's mother lived in the villa. During the day, Jing Jia accompanied Jing's mother to chat, take a walk, and go shopping...

Time is much better.

Leng Lintian would often spare time to accompany them, knowing that Papa Jing's hobby was fishing and hunting, and sometimes he would take them on a yacht to go fishing in the sea and hunt in the mountains.

In front of her parents, Jing Jiaren couldn't lose her temper with Leng Lintian again and put on a cold face.

And this guy will take the opportunity to kiss her...

He hugged her waist from time to time, or secretly kissed her forehead.

These Jingjiaren could only bear it.

In a blink of an eye, another week has passed.

After receiving the doctor's examination, Jing Jiaren went to the bathroom to wash up as usual, and the servant waited on her side to give her a massage.

She was not used to being served by servants before, but now she has begun to enjoy it.

Jing's mother knocked on the door, and when she heard no one answered, she opened the door: "Pretty lady, isn't she here?"

On a whim, she wanted to go to the place where she used to study, and wanted Jing Jiaren to accompany her there.

He glanced around the bedroom, but there was no one there, and the sound of water came from the bathroom.

Jing's mother smiled peacefully, walked to the window, drew the curtains, and opened the window to let the room ventilate.

The sun was shining in, and an easel stood facing the light in front of the window.

Mother Jing looked at the messy brushes and paints and helped Jing Jiaren put them away.

She didn't spend much time with Jing Jiaren, and she never fulfilled her responsibilities as a mother, so she felt a lot of guilt towards Jing Jiaren.

Halfway through packing, I accidentally saw the canvas...

In the sunlight, there was a man with a handsome and sharp face, with red pupils in his eyes and slightly pursed lips.

The brown hair with a little curl of aristocrats was staring at Mother Jing.

Jing Jiaren turned off the water, stood up, and the servant wiped her body with a towel.

Suddenly, he heard something hit the ground outside.

Jing Jiaren frowned slightly...

Immediately afterwards, a series of sounds of things hitting the ground sounded.

Jing Jiaren had a bad feeling, grabbed the towel and ran out of the bathroom.

The easel on the window sill fell down, and the paint and other things were scattered everywhere.Even the lighted lamp next to it fell to the ground.

The canvas was gone, and the door was open.

A white light flashed in Jing Jiaren's mind, and she immediately realized what had happened.

She had just run to the corridor when she heard the servants' screams from downstairs: "Mrs. Jing, are you alright!"

Jing's mother ran too fast, the last few steps missed and she rolled to the first floor.

The canvas fell on the stairs, and she crawled to get it.

Once a servant approached, she yelled violently: "Go away, you all go away...Feng Lie, don't treat me like this..."

Looking at this scene, Jing Jiaren felt a chill run down her spine, and was startled.

"Our child!" she murmured, eyes slackened, "yes, where is our child? Where is the child?"

"..."

"You killed our children..."

"Mom." Jing Jiaren went downstairs barefoot, when suddenly a big hand grabbed her wrist.

Leng Lintian, who came from the study after hearing the news, stared at her and said: "She has a seizure, please stay away."