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

But this trip was for nothing, and it seemed to have stimulated Jing's mother's condition.

It was raining heavily outside the window.

While eating, there was a dull thunder outside, and heavy rain poured down.

When they were in the hall a servant came up and said:

"It's late tonight, and it's raining again. Master stays here and master stays overnight."

Leng Lintian pursed his lips and glanced at Jing Jiaren: "Honey, what do you mean?"

"My mother is still unconscious, and it's raining heavily outside..." In addition, Jing's mother's matter has not been resolved, she can't come in vain!

"Does my wife want to stay?" His eyes gleamed brightly.

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip: "It's up to you, if you have a decision in your mind, why do you still ask me?"

"Of course I listen to my wife." Leng Lintian smiled meaningfully, "If you say stay, let's stay."

The servant nodded: "I'll clean up the room for the two of you, please wait in the lobby."

Leng Lintian took Jing Jiaren's hand, and naturally walked to the French sofa in the hall and sat down.

Suddenly he looked up and stared at Ximen Longting who was passing the hall: "Ximen, it seems like we haven't played two rounds for a long time."

Ximen Longting paused.

Leng Lintian picked up a pair of super delicate playing cards on the coffee table.

The side of the playing card was made of silver trim, and there was a big LOGO on the face of the card, which actually belonged to Hermès.

Only then did Jing Jia know that Hermes also has playing cards.

Leng Lintian raised the cards in his hand, inviting: "Would you like to play a few rounds?"

With one hand in his pocket, Ximen Longting walked this way with a wicked and sarcastic smile on his lips.

Of course, Ji Zihan followed closely behind with graceful steps.

Jing Jiaren frowned, feeling what Leng Lintian wanted to do——

Just now when he asked her whether to stay or not, he was actually making a decision. If she stayed, she would immediately take revenge on Ximen Longting, and if she left, she would let Ximen Longting go.

But after all, this is in Master Ximen's territory, so naturally the two of them can't make trouble for no reason.

Jing Jiaren looked at Leng Lintian warningly: "What do you want to do?"

"Honey, after drinking and eating, men like to gamble a few games to pass the time."

Ximen Longting sat down on the sofa coldly, as if he was ready to accept the move.

Leng Lintian snapped his fingers: "It is said that the Ximen family has a baguette. I want to see it."

The baguette is not a rare thing, it is a kind of punishment.

The servant had to take orders to get it.

Leng Lintian took the cards and shuffled them and said, "Let's play the simplest one, which is bigger than the point. Whoever loses will be punished with a stick, how about it?"

"Leng Lintian!"

"Don't worry about my wife, I feel that my luck is very good today."

It wasn't him that Jing Jiaren was worried about, her eyes hinted: Don't make trouble.

Leng Lintian naturally put his arms around Jing Jiaren's shoulders, leaned his lips against her ear, and said frivolously:

"Seeing my wife flirt with her ex-lover makes me really uncomfortable."

"..."

"You don't let me vent this tone, I'm afraid I'll get sick from boredom."

Jing Jiaren clenched her hands on her knees.

Leng Lintian has already started talking about the rules of the game...

They play blackjack and have 21 chances to add cards, they can choose to add or not, and points will be deducted if they exceed 2 points.

(If it is 23 points, if the excess is deducted, there are only 2 points left...)

The servant came back quickly with the baguette.

The whole stick is thick, with golden carved lacquer, exquisite workmanship, and the head of the stick is the tortured Christ Jesus.