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

His growl drowned out the thunder.

Countless bodyguards came down from the convoy behind them, lining up in the rain.

Ximen Longting issued orders: "Save him immediately, he is dead, you all come to see me with your heads up."

The bodyguards ran to the scene of the accident at the same pace, and how did the commander who knows medical skills save people...

"I saved him, are you satisfied?" Ximen Longting put his arms around her body, "Can we get in the car now?"

Jing Jiaren didn't speak, but just stared in Leng Lintian's direction dully...

The driver held a large black umbrella over their heads.

"Beauty, I promise you, I'll save him." Ximen Longting suddenly softened his voice, "Shall we go back to the car?"

"No stretcher... no rescue equipment..." Jing Jiaren murmured, "Will he live?"

"He will live."

"You lied to me……"

"He will live, and so will you—Jing Jiaren, I want you to live!"

"You are finally satisfied...as you wish...I will suffer forever, this is your revenge on me...you can laugh at me as much as you want..."

Every word is the sharpest knife cutting Ximen Longting.

His flirtatious lips moved, he couldn't explain it, and he couldn't care about anything else, he stuffed Jing Jiaren into the car...

Wilson looked at the scene of the accident and was quite shocked. This was obviously not an ordinary car accident.

"Investigate, thoroughly investigate immediately." Ximen Longting ordered coldly, "Bring towels and air-conditioning blankets over here!"

Jing Jiaren's eyes were still blank, looking at the glass outside the car window.

The image of Leng Lintian protecting her kept flashing before her eyes...

He didn't say a word, just the picture of bleeding...

why things are like this...

Ximen Longting quickly took off her coat.

Fortunately, Jing Jia was wearing a down coat with washed cloth, and the rain didn't get wet inside her.

Instead, her hair and collar got wet.

Ximen Longting wiped her hair with a towel, and took off her soaked shoes and wet socks.

The air-conditioning blanket tightly wrapped Jing Jiaren's shivering body.

Ximen Longting took off his coat to cover her again, placed her on his lap, and hugged her tightly.

"Beauty, it's me..." He whispered in her ear, "I'm Ximen Longting."

"..."

"I am coming."

"..."

"Beauty, look at me." Ximen Longting pinched her chin, making her look at him.

Her eyes were empty, and through him, she seemed to be looking at a very distant place.

Ximen Longting's heart was as empty as if he had lost a city: "Beauty, Jing Jia."

She has always been brave, but she has never been seen completely frightened out of her soul.

Ximen Longting rubbed her hands, there was a knock on the car window, and Wilson reported:

"Master Leng has been rescued, and he is being sent to the nearest hospital right now... But the situation of Master Leng is not optimistic..." Wilson said hesitantly, "I'm afraid it's more or less ominous..."

Ximen Longting's dark eyes: "Go back to the city."

The car glass was raised, and the convoy walked back, leaving some bodyguards at the scene to investigate the accident process.

Now Leng Lin's destiny is at stake, Jing Meilin is dead, Jing Jiaren is overly frightened, there is no fourth person to witness the scene.

Ximen Longting didn't know what happened...

He is late.

"Beauty, with me here, I will never let you suffer again..."

Ximen Longting hugged her and kissed her forehead, her non-response made his heart sink continuously.