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

The bully came out of the shower, loosely dressed in a white bathrobe, his hair dripping and messy.

His expression was colder and more silent than usual, and his red pupils looked extraordinarily sharp.

Seeing him coming out, Jing Jiaren immediately picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

Ximen Longting frowned, his face darkened, and he was even more unhappy!

Wilson immediately understood the master's mind, walked over and turned off the TV.

"Miss Jing, the TV is too loud."

This damned man is obviously narrow-minded, he only allows him to treat her like air, and doesn't allow her to lose her in his eyes!

Jing Jiaren also had a stubborn temper, so she had to stand up and go over to turn on the TV.

"If it's too noisy, I can turn down the volume of the TV so that it won't disturb you."

She turns the volume down to 0 bars.

Wilson meowed at Ximen Longting. His tall body stood in front of the TV, covering the screen.

Jing Jiaren: "..."

Ximen Longting sat down on the dining table and chair leisurely, and lifted the cover.

The delicious aroma of the food soon filled the room...

Jing Jiaren was hungry, but she ignored it, took out her phone, and swiped the webpage.

Anyway, she can do anything, and she will definitely not focus on him.

Ximen Longting's eyes sank, and the fork made a harsh sound when it was cut on the plate.

Wilson had no choice but to act as a regulator: "Miss Jing, let's go and have dinner."

"Thank you, I'm not hungry."

"Don't play with your phone in the room," he walked over, and suddenly took Jing Jiaren's phone away, "It won't be good if the radiation irritates our young master's skin."

What a lousy reason!

He is so far away, radiation can stimulate him? !

"Don't worry, your young master has a thick skin!"

Ximen Longting acted as if he had never heard of it, the corners of his mouth curled up coldly.

Is he playing cold war with her?The corner of Jing Jiaren's mouth curled up in sarcasm, it was so funny!

"Miss Jing, please go to dinner." Wilson's tone became tough.

"What if I don't go?"

Wilson winked, and two attendants came over, preparing to coerce Jing Jiaren from the left and the right——

She stood up first: "I'm sorry, I want to go to the toilet first."

Wilson stood in front of her: "Miss Jing, don't be presumptuous."

"Why am I being presumptuous?"

"When our young master is eating, no one is allowed to go to the toilet."

"Sure enough, it suits his domineering and selfish style!"

The two attendants forcibly brought Jing Jiaren to the dining table, pressed her shoulders forcibly, and made her sit on a chair.

Facing Ximen Longting's dark and cold face, talking, no matter how hungry Jing Jiaren was, she didn't have half a face.

Especially when she thought of the humiliation she suffered in the afternoon, she became even more angry!

The meat on the plate seemed to be the face of Ximen Longting. The knife was cut back and forth, and it was cut into eight pieces, but none of them was eaten into the stomach.

Ximen Longting's gaze was cold, but obviously he was in a much better mood, not as full of resentment as when he just came back.

Seeing her venting her anger on the food, he ignored it, ate his share of food leisurely, wiped his mouth, got up and sat on the sofa.

Wilson picked up the laptop, placed it in front of him, and plugged it in.

Jing Jiaren thought she could be relieved, but just as she was about to stand up, her shoulders were pressed back again.

"Miss Jing, you haven't finished your food yet."

"..."

Forget it, as long as it’s not sharing the table with that bastard——