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

Jing Jiaren tightly squeezed the wild flowers in her hands, and led the horse forward.

The cold figure sat on the big horse: "I allow you to go?"

It's still that lofty aura.

"What are you doing here? I don't have the patience to ask a third time," he swung his whip suddenly around Jing Jiaren's waist, "If you don't answer me, you will fall into the river."

"Mr. Simon, please note that I am pregnant!?"

The word pregnant obviously angered Ximen Longting, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

Damn it, this woman!

Always when his life returns to calm, he suddenly appears in front of him and stirs up some waves.

That time it was a watch, but this time, she came directly to France.

"Pregnant women still ride horses? It's really hard work."

Jing Jiaren was startled, she forgot...

She never cared too much about this child, it was like a cancer in her body, she didn't have the slightest love.

Not only did I ride a horse, but I also came by plane this time when I came to France.

However, before boarding the plane, Leng Lintian asked her to take special medicine, which he said could reduce the fatigue of pregnant women and enhance their resistance.

Jing Jiaren pursed her lips, it seemed that she had never cared about this child.

Ximen Longting looked at her blank expression and laughed sarcastically: "Don't tell me, you forgot that you are pregnant."

Jing Jiaren hurriedly grabbed the whip around her waist, fearing to hurt the child...

"I didn't forget!"

"How can a competent mother have a private meeting with a strange man in the middle of the night." Ximen Longting said jokingly, "and ran away from home casually, traveled thousands of miles to France, and appeared in front of her ex-boyfriend."

The former refers to watches. Although the designer is Ximen Longting, her approach at the time was too bold.

Jing Jiaren smiled wryly. Will she tell him that after he left, she would jump into the lake?

This child is ill-fated, and she feels that sooner or later she will be tossed away.

"Master Ximen may have misunderstood again," Jing Jiaren said with trembling, "I'm not here this time to see you."

"..."

"To see Master Ximen."

Ximen Longting's hand froze suddenly, and the whip went away from her waist with a whistling sound.

Like an obedient snake, hovering around his arm.

"What did he do for you?"

"No... I came to visit him myself."

"You've been in touch?"

The sound of horseshoes rolling over the leaves is getting closer.

Jing Jiaren looked at the woman who was approaching on a horse, and said with a blank expression: "No, I came here this time to ask Master Ximen for help. If I didn't come because of Master Ximen——I really wanted you. Would you happy?"

After asking this sentence, she wanted to bite off her tongue.

But she misses him and misses her crazily. This is a true portrayal of her this month.

"Is the old man threatening you to separate from me?" Ximen Longting's eyes were unpredictable.He never thought that Jing Jiaren would have contacts with Master Ximen.

"Ximen," the woman said, riding behind Ximen Longting, "is this lady?" (English)

Only then did Jing Jiaren see clearly that Ximen Longting's surrogate was a Chinese woman again.

Black hair was casually pulled sideways, tied into a centipede braid, black agate-like pupils, fair and clean skin.

When Jing Jiaren saw her hair style, it was actually the one that Ximen Longting helped her tie in the cabin...

He said at the time that her hairstyle was beautiful.

And the woman in front of her is also very suitable for this hairstyle.