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

Wen Xinnuan is right, she wants to take pictures of such a commemorative moment...

Jing Jiaren walked around on the deck, patting.

Everyone is looking at the jade statue, but ignores other things...

Jing Jiaren walked against the crowd alone, and saw several waiters moving forward with glass shelves.

That glass shelf is full of wedding dresses...

Jing Jiaren remembered that Ximen Longting designed these for her.

Unknowingly, she followed several waiters through the corridor to the other deck.Except for a few guards standing guard, it's deserted...

"Miss, sir, you can't go there." A guard stopped Jing Jiaren and her male companion who followed.

At this time, there was a surge from the other side of the deck, and several guards looked at each other and ran over.

A submarine emerges from the water, rises gradually, and stands on the deck.

The submarine filtered a lot of water, the wet door opened, and a few bodyguards stepped out from inside.

Jing Jiaren saw the blond-haired Wilson at a glance.

Her heart was beating wildly, she clenched her fists, and subconsciously wanted to turn around and leave, but it seemed that there was a magical power that fixed her figure, making her reluctant to leave.

The male companion took La Jingjiaren's hand: "Let's go back."

Jing Jiaren acted as if she had never heard of it, and just stared blankly ahead.

A heart was beating wildly in his chest, as if it was about to rush out of his heart at any time...

The bodyguards stepped onto the deck and stood in a row. Wilson lowered his hands, watching an arrogant and unruly man bend over and come out.

Ximen Longting looked ahead indifferently, his crimson eyes were empty and dull.

"Why are these wedding dresses still here?" Wilson reprimanded harshly.

"This is the last batch, so let's send it on."

"Hurry up and be careful." Wilson ordered in a cold voice, and raised his wrist to check the time again, "Master, there are still 10 minutes before the wedding banquet starts, shall we go there now?"

Ximen Longting stared at the wedding dress in the glass cabinet with dark eyes.

It was as if those wedding dresses had turned into Jing Jiaren, walking out of the glass cabinet...

Ximen Longting's hands were pressed against the glass, and his long eyelashes were half drooping.

Jing Jiaren's heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife blade, the pain was so painful that it was difficult to even breathe!

Ximen Longting, please, don't look at those wedding dresses with such eyes...

That gaze seemed to be a hand, which grabbed the wedding dress, and also Jing Jiaren's heart in an instant.

"Master?" Wilson reminded softly, "There will be a memorial ceremony at three o'clock, and we don't have much time."

Only then did Ximen Longting come back to his senses, and with one hand in his sleeve, he walked towards this direction with big strides.

The guard turned around and saw Jing Jiaren, and hurriedly walked over and pushed her aside: "Why haven't you left yet! Don't get in the way!"

Jing Jiaren was pushed away in a daze, but fortunately her male companion supported her shoulders in time to prevent her from falling.

Facing such noise, Ximen Longting glanced coldly, without falling on Jing Jiaren's face for a second, and quickly walked forward without looking sideways.

A group of bodyguards followed behind him, and Wilson even followed suit.

It wasn't until they were completely gone that Jing Jia came back to his senses.

Ximen Longting is still alive and well, he is not sick or in pain, he has not lost weight rapidly, except that he looks lonely, he is fine.

Jing Jia's heart was dripping with blood——

As long as he gets through this period, everything will be better.

The guard rushed: "Why don't you leave? This is a forbidden area, hurry up! If something goes wrong, no one can protect you..."