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

"If I don't find Master Ximen, I won't get married, right?"

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything." Jing Jiaren stroked the gold-plated subtitles on the book, "I don't want to hinder your happiness because of my affairs, my heart is warm, I just hope you live well."

"Your business is my business...Of course I will help you."

"No need, I've already carried enough burdens." Jing Jiaren shook her head, "Just treat me as if I just had a fever."

"Why, you still don't regard me as a friend!?"

"Help me get ready, I'm going to France."

"What are you going to do in France?" Wen Xin was anxious.

"It's not okay to wait like this, I'll go to Master Ximen, the only one who can find Ximen Longting now is him!" Jing Jiaren's eyes froze.Every day of delay is a delay in Ximen Longting's illness.

She was afraid that he would indulge her body again and not eat well, and that he would drink too much...

"But you are a pregnant woman. Pregnant women can't fly... Are you afraid that something will happen to your child?"

"I'll ask the doctor to prescribe some medicine, or make a ship, and I'll figure it out."

Back in the bedroom, Jing Jiaren picked up the scarf that had already been tied, took pictures with a camera, and posted them on her personal homepage online.

Where Ximen Longting once apologized, she also apologized...

There are photos of her cooking, knitting sweaters, ironing clothes, looking for cancer information...

For some reason, she always felt that Ximen Longting would visit this website to take a look.

So she turned her guilt into action, took photos and uploaded them.

I don't know if he really didn't see it, or if he saw it, he wouldn't forgive her!

Today, Jing Jiaren posted the last photo >>

【Long Ting, if your heart has already been broken into pieces by me... I will step on it with bare feet and ache with you.From then on, never give up. 】

Jing Jiaren stared blankly at the computer screen for a while, then got up and began to pack her things.

……

Ji's Villa.

Ji Ziang listened to the sound of gunshots from the training ground, plucked his ears, and closed his phone.

"Simen, it seems that your condition is not good, and your shooting percentage is very poor."

Ximen Longting, who should always hit the rake, played abnormally today.

Or maybe he was tired, standing in the wind for hours firing pistols.

"You don't want to know who called me just now?" Ji Ziang sat on the chair, "It's about Miss Jing."

Ximen Longting dropped the empty gun and picked up another one.

"She's leaving for France."

Ximen Longting paused, and a icy chill appeared in his eyes.

"She also encouraged my fiancee. If I don't find you out for a day, my fiancee won't marry for a day." Ji Ziang played with a pistol and said, "Are you throwing me a problem this time?"

Ximen Longting turned around.

He did not leave China. He found out that Jing Jiaren had installed software in his mobile phone, and immediately changed the mobile phone to his subordinates, and asked him to fly out of China with the mobile phone.

Create an illusion for Jing Jiaren...

He thought Jing Jiaren would be reconciled when she knew he was gone.

But in fact, it was the opposite. Jing Jiaren inquired about his whereabouts every day, and he saw everything he did for him through Ji Ziang.

"You can't even handle the simplest feelings well, so I don't worry about handing over my sister to you." Ji Ziang narrowed his eyes, "I have to reconsider your wedding."

Ximen Longting smiled sternly: "Are you qualified to consider?"