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

Jing Jiaren still saw him, after nearly a month, she thought she would never see him again.

Ximen Longting was dressed in a capable brown cavalry uniform, with a sharp face and an indifferent expression.

Against the light, his eyes looked extremely gloomy, as if trying to take away people's hearts and souls.

Jing Jiaren's heart ached violently, and she just stared at him, as if his eyes were magical, making it impossible for her to look away.

Suddenly, a stupid hare ran past in the jungle.

Jing Jiaren came back to her senses, and tightly clenched her hand, holding the wild flower in her palm.

Ximen Longting curled his lips and smiled mockingly: "Is my eyes dazzled, am I right?"

"..."

"How do you know I'm here?" He asked in an emotionless voice, "Are you sorry, did you come here to find me?"

Jing Jiaren's complexion was slightly pale.

For the first time, she separated from him for a month.

No matter where she fled before, he could find her quickly...

This is the first time they have been separated for such a long time, and after both announced their breakup.

In the past, even if she disappeared for half a year, she still knew that one day he would catch her.And now...

Only at this time did she feel how precious it was to see him, and talking to him seemed like a dream.

People are really cheap, she scolded herself, and now she can't even say a word of denial.

"Miss Jing will never tell me that you come here to travel and bask in the sun?"

"Ximen Longting, I..."

"Ximen..." In the distance, a female voice called Ximen Longting's name, as if looking for him.

Jing Jiaren frowned, seeing a woman riding a red horse passing by the path she had just walked on.

The distance is a bit far apart.

The woman was wearing the same style of women's cavalry uniform as Ximen Longting, and there were several cavalry behind her.

I don't know why, seeing the woman's clothes, temperament, and her voice called Ximen Longting, Jing Jiaren felt a natural hostility.

Women have an innate sense of smell—

Apart from Ximen Longying, Ximen Longting doesn't have a second sister.

Moreover, besides Ximen Longting, there were never any female followers besides the servants.

The woman called him "Simon," not "Master."

In addition, Ximen Longting's surrogate baby competition is over.

"Someone is looking for you." Jing Jiaren finally finished the first sentence.

Ximen Longting still had a sullen expression: "Is it related to your appearance here?"

"It's okay—but, she's looking for you, so why don't you hurry back to her side, isn't it good?" Jing Jiaren asked tentatively.

Ximen Longting laughed mockingly: "Miss Jing, I don't have the patience to play hide-and-seek with you."

"..."

"Don't think that what you throw away casually, when you remember it and want to pick it up, it will still be there waiting for you to pick it up."

Jing Jiaren nodded: "I understand, someone else picked it up a long time ago, right?"

"Ximen?" The woman seemed to hear the voices from this side, and finally found their figures, walking along the path that Jing Jiaren had just circled, towards this direction.

Jing Jiaren thought about the scene of her reunion with Ximen Longting thousands of times.

I never thought it would be like this...

She also smiled mockingly, this smile was mocking herself.

They were already impossible, but just now, why did she suddenly have such expectations?

Don't forget why she came to France this time.