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

Jing Jiaren followed the flow of people into the cabin...

The opera was being played on the big stage, and beautiful cherubs stood in rows to recite mourning chanting.

A huge black and white portrait of Jing Jiaren attracted everyone's attention.

Each guest was distributed a bouquet of camellias and came forward to show respect to Jing Jiaren.

Below the portrait is already a sea surrounded by camellias.

"Miss, your flowers..."

Jing Jiaren took the camellia hesitantly, and one day she was going to give a condolence speech to herself?

A priest was holding a scripture and standing under the hanging picture, and pressed the recording play button, and Ximen Longting's low-mellow voice came:

[A person, the most important thing in life is to choose the right people around him...]

【The smoke is rising, I will wait for you at the door;】

【The setting sun is setting, I will wait for you by the mountain;】

【The leaves are turning yellow, I will wait for you under the tree;】

【The drizzle is coming, I will wait for you under the umbrella;】

【The running water is freezing, I will wait for you by the river;】

【Life is tired, I am waiting for you in heaven;】

【We are old, I am waiting for you in the next life……】

The sad and hoarse voice moved many women. Jing Jiaren's eyelashes were wet, and she was so sad that she was about to shed tears again.

[Beauty, this time it's you waiting for me.Wait for me in the next life. 】

Tears welled up in her eyes, and a surge of grief swept over her.

She was crying inexplicably. Although everyone was also sad, they were surprised that she would cry so hard...

Jing Jiaren pressed her chest tightly, crying until the world seemed to be spinning.

At this moment, she would rather die than see Ximen Longting suffer here!

"Miss Elizabeth..."

Jing Jiaren tried her best to suppress her emotions, holding her skirt, walked under the portrait with the support of her male companion, and put down the white camellia bouquet.

If you can really pray...

From this moment, she prayed for the dead "Jing Jiaren" to bless Ximen Longting with health and happiness forever.

At this moment, the lights in the entire banquet hall suddenly dimmed.

An oval beam of light hit Jing Jiaren.

She frowned, clenched her fingers tightly, and the whole world became lighter in front of her, like a wonderful dream.

"beautiful woman."

A mellow voice called her in the dark.

The leather shoes knocked on the ground, and footsteps were approaching.

Jing Jia's heart tightened.Ximen Longting...

A hand came out of the darkness, holding a ring.Even though she was wearing white gloves on the slender hand bones, she could still recognize it as Ximen Longting's at a glance.

No, is she recognized?

"Beauty, I finally found you...marry me!"

He came out from the darkness, with an incomparably handsome silhouette, eyes with evil smiles, containing a jewel-like light.

Jing Jiaren took two steps back, she couldn't be recognized, she was going to run...

A big hand suddenly wrapped around her waist, pressing her tightly into his arms.

"Where do you want to go?" He held her hand, put it on his lips and kissed it, and stared at her darkly, "No matter where you go, I can catch you back. "

"Let go of me, you've got the wrong person!"

"I'm not mistaken, you are my beauty. Jing Jiaren!"

"..."

"You're not dead," he had an expression of pain and joy on his face, "Jing Jiaren, you lied to me! Why did you lie to me!"

He frantically pressed his lower lip, blocked hers, and kissed her hard.

Jing Jiaren tried hard to push him away, but couldn't break free...