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

SUN put his arms around her neck, and stared at her with a small face wearing sunglasses, as if she was an alien.

Jing Jiaren suddenly felt uncomfortable all over...

She didn't know how to explain it to her son.

Wen Xinnuan nuzui: "You should tell him, otherwise you will restore your original face in the future, won't you be afraid that he won't recognize it?"

Jing Jiaren was slightly taken aback: "Will I still have my original face?"

"Why not, have you been living like this for the rest of your life?"

Jing Jiaren was silent, and carried him away from the hospital complex under SUN's curious eyes.

Suddenly, there was an arrogant and screeching sound of brakes.

It's a sunny afternoon...

I don't know which window sill has a sick child blowing bubbles outside.

Crystal bubbles were falling, and Jing Jiaren saw a long queue of cars galloping towards them, they didn't drive into the parking lot as usual, but stopped at the entrance of the hospital in a big way.

In an instant, the huge Pingyuan was blocked by traffic queues.

All the doors of the bodyguards opened in unison, and the bodyguards got out of the car.

Dark blue uniform with silver buttons.

There is a rose logo on the button...

Jing Jiaren was shocked. If she wanted to be so ridiculous, she was most afraid of coming to whatever she met.Don't be someone from Ximen Longting.

Wen Xinnuan adjusted her sunglasses: "Wow, so arrogant, so many people..."

"..."

"Did you think he was Ximen Longting with such a big scene?"

Wen Xinnuan only saw Ximen Longting's bodyguards and entourage who usually came in and out in a big battle, calling and responding.

Neither Ji Ziang nor Luo Lei has this habit.

In fact, only Jing Jia knows that Ximen Longting is not trying to put on airs, he has lived in such an environment since he was a child, and he is too aware of danger.

If Wen Xinnuan had met Master Ximen, he probably wouldn't have said this.

The door of a black motorhome headed open.

The blond-haired entourage came down, and Wilson, wearing a white dress and white gloves, opened the door respectfully.

Jing Jiaren thought that her eyesight was wrong...

In the next second, a pair of slender and fair legs came down.

Ji Zihan.

She is wearing a light green skirt, like a lotus flower in the scorching sun.

Crystal bubbles danced around her.

Wilson opened an English-style parasol, all lace hanging down, like the small parasols often held by noble ladies in foreign movies.

Wen Xinnuan pulled Jing Jiaren's arm: "Lady, let's go!"

Jing Jiaren suddenly came to her senses.

What is she doing? It's not the time to be in a daze at all.

Immediately protect the baby's head and bury SUN's face in his arms.Jing Jiaren turned her face away, hurriedly followed Wen Xinnuan and left.

She clearly knew that after Ji Zihan got off, the next person to get out of the car was probably Ximen Longting.

Her heart was beating wildly in her chest.

Sweaty palms...

She felt that all the nerves in her body were going to jump up. Over the past three years, how many times had she seen Ximen Longting in her dreams?

She is lucky, every time she misses Ximen Longting, she has her lovely baby SUN——to comfort her.

Looking at the son SUN who is so similar to Ximen Longting, she also seems that Ximen Longting is by her side.

She walked forward quickly, maybe she walked too fast, the high-heeled shoes suddenly sprained and broke.

Jing Jiaren didn't dare to stop, and continued to walk forward quickly...

Her walking posture was high and low, which became a little strange.