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

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..."

The male companion held Jing Jiaren's shoulders: "Miss Elizabeth, shall we go?"

Jing Jiaren bit her lip. Why was she just in a daze and forgot to take a picture of Ximen Longting.

Back on the front deck, guests are already seated on benches placed on the grass.

Numerous balloons and white doves were released.

Large fireworks lit...

Each bench is tied with a long ribbon tied in a bow, like each chair is a gift.

The waiters placed the arched flower doors and laid out a long red carpet.

This wedding venue is a direct replica of a seaside wedding venue.

The wedding Ximen Longting promised must come true, even if she is dead...

A violin and piano band played.

Jing Jiaren went to the empty chair in the guest seat and sat down, and the guests around her were all discussing what kind of man the leading actor would be.

If you are so rich, you have to go up in the next age, otherwise how can you accumulate wealth?

If you are so dedicated, unless your conditions are poor and you can't find a more beautiful woman...

Being so low-key and refusing to expose her must be because she can't see people.

"These days, those who are dedicated are all because they can't meet someone better." A lady sighed, "I don't believe in love, it's all a lie."

Jing Jiaren sneered secretly, do these people have to think too much about others in order to be balanced?

She remembered the birthday party held in the beauty's manor...

They also imagined Ximen Longting very badly, and they were shocked in the end.

As if going back in time--

There was a sudden commotion among the guests, all looking in the same direction.

From the open cabin door, a man stepped out.

With a deep outline, slightly puckered eyes, and long eyelashes half-hanging down, they cast a beautiful silhouette.

He didn't look at anyone, he was lonely and cold, as if he ignored everyone.

Xie Jun's face revealed a reckless and unruly taste.

He took the white camellia that the waiter handed him and pinned it to his chest.

When he raised his head, the awe-inspiring eyes surprised a group of women.

Jing Jiaren pressed the shutter on the ring...

Wilson saluted all the guests: "(in English) I am very grateful to all of you for being able to be present in your busy schedule, and to be a witness for our young master and Miss Jing's wedding."

He leads the applause.

All the guests also applauded...

Jing Jiaren clapped her hands numbly, watching Ximen Longting's lonely figure walk across the red carpet and towards the bow-shaped flower gate.

The holy father stood in front of the master of ceremonies holding his nerves. Apart from the lack of a bride, this wedding became weird.

How does Ximen Longting swear an oath and exchange rings by himself?kiss?

"Bridegroom, would you like to take bride to be your wife, regardless of sickness and death, poverty and wealth, you are willing to her whole life to protect her?"