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

Luo Lei patted her on the back and hugged her—for the first time, he realized that love was such a tormenting thing.

The greatest torture she gave him was to teach him to love, but not to give him a chance to love.

Wen Xinnuan's eyes were swollen from crying, sleepiness and alcohol made her eyelids fight constantly.

Luo Lei frowned: "Sleep, I'm not leaving."

It seemed that his promise reassured her, she leaned on his chest warmly, and slowly closed her eyes.

Tears hung on the long curly eyelashes, she never knew that love never left him...

In the past, he made her despair and hurt, but it was also because of his deep love that the hurt was even greater, and it was even more unforgivable.

Luo Lei embraced her, listening to her even breathing...

After a while, the night was silent.

He said in a deep voice, "Wen Xin Nuan?"

No one responded.

He touched her fragrant hair with his hands, and put his lips on the tips of her ears: "I love you."

In the dark night, countless stars shone like broken diamonds.

It was the first "I love you" he said, and it will be the last.

He hugged the sleeping Wen Xinnuan horizontally, jumped out of the car with long legs, and personally sent her to her apartment.

third floor.

The bodyguard was carrying her satchel, and under Luo Lei's instructions, he took out the key from the satchel to open it...

The sleeping Wen Xinnuan was placed on the sofa, curled up like an insecure child.

Luo Lei picked up an air conditioner and covered her, and left without a sound.

Not long after, the third-floor room on the opposite building was lit.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the entire wall, there are sophisticated telescopes.

Luo Lei pressed the remote control, and the curtains slowly opened to both sides.

Luo Lei has nothing to do every day, just like a voyeur, looking at what Wen Xinnuan is doing.

Of course, he has no other purpose.

Just looking at her and wondering if she's having a good day!

Pulling open the restrained neckline, he took out a bottle of whiskey from the bar, and the ice cubes made a sound of collision with the shaking of the drink.

He sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with bloodshot eyes, adjusted the binoculars, and sat for a whole night.

The next morning.

The sun will always rise, whether you like it or not...

Wen Xinnuan woke up from a hangover, but felt a splitting headache and a dry throat. She got up in a daze, and fumbled to the water dispenser to get water to drink.

The button that had been clutched in the palm of his hand slipped to the ground. The button with dark pattern was in the same series as the shirt that Luo Lei wore last night.

Wen Xinnuan drank a whole glass, went back to the bedroom and climbed into bed.

She seems to have dreamed of Luo Lei last night?

But the pain in her head bursting made her unable to remember anything...

Forget it, it was just a dream.

……

Maybe some people, some things, just turn around inadvertently, and miss it.

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Gym.

Ximen Longting put down his arms, his cheeks dripping with sweat were deep, and his thin lips were as sharp as a knife.

His facial features are flawless, and his red pupils are extremely cold.

Wilson broke in: "Master, I caught it!"

Ximen Longting took the towel from the servant and wiped it off, with an arrogant expression: "Who?"

"Jing Zhongtian."

Ximen Longting froze for a moment, his face became condensed.

"He is indeed in his hometown. It took us a lot of effort to find out the address of his old house," Wilson said happily. "Send him to City B now, and he will arrive this afternoon."