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

Ximen Longting's sharp eyes stared at Yi Baobei suddenly, sending a threatening message: Why don't you come over here and explain?

Yi Baobei glanced at Ximen Longting with admiration, and then fell on Leng Lintian indifferently.

"Lintian, this is our wedding photo, it's already been taken, we're just waiting for the wedding..." Yi Baobei leaned closer, "You won't forget me, will you?"

Leng Lintian flipped through the photos one by one.

Inside, Leng Lintian hugged [Jing Jiaren], his eyes were so gentle that the whole city was broken.

Jing Jiaren's heart tightened suddenly, and she didn't dare to look any further.

Ximen Longting got angry when he saw just one of them, and only after seeing three, his whole body was full of anger.

He walked away without saying a word, and hooked his fingers at Wilson.

Wilson followed the young master to the terrace.

"Where did these photos come from?"

"Uh...Young Master, didn't you ask me to find you?"

Ximen Longting wanted to smash him with his palm: "I asked you to burn all the photos, but you didn't?"

"Burned."

"Then these photos?"

These photos were printed out from Leng Lintian's computer.

At the beginning, the cold house was converted into a dog's tomb, and the furniture was handled by Wilson. He thought it was Mr. Leng's property, and without telling Ximen Longting, he was transferred to Leng Lintian's other home.

In the afternoon, I received an order from Ximen Longting—be sure to show the wedding photos of Leng Lintian and [Jing Jiaren].

After thinking for a long time, Wilson finally found these from the computer, printed them immediately, and bound them into a book.

"You are so brave." Ximen Longting grabbed his collar, "How dare you secretly transfer all his things without telling me?!"

"Master... the cold house is said to be Miss Jane's residence, and many things belong to Miss Jane." Wilson replied, "It has a very important meaning and cannot be burned casually."

"Am I your master, or is he—!?"

"Master, I just don't want to cause unnecessary trouble, and there's no need to kill them all..." Wilson sighed, "And you asked for a photo, which happened to come in handy."

Otherwise, where to get it for a while.The combined ones are too fake.

Ximen Longting put down his hands coldly, damn it, he was annoyed just looking at that photo!

Thinking that 【Jing Jiaren】had not divorced Leng Lintian until now, she was even more depressed and vomited blood.

……

"Lintian, you have suffered such a serious injury, our wedding date has been postponed." Yi Baobei leaned over, leaning his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, "I will take care of you, and we will hold the wedding ceremony after you recover."

Leng Lintian lowered his head, still flipping through the photos back and forth.

He was silent from beginning to end, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ximen Longting came back from the terrace and put his arms around Jing Jiaren's waist: "Why, haven't you helped him recover his memory?"

"He is very ill and has completely forgotten about me." Yi Baobei responded cooperatively, "It's okay, I will help him think of me slowly."

Jing Jiaren pursed her lips, silently returned to the cake, and continued to decorate the cake.

Ximen Longting followed and hugged her from behind, his pure masculine aura forced her...

"Why, not happy?"

"I don't know if this method is good." Jing Jiaren lowered her voice.

"You don't care if it's good or not, as long as someone takes care of him?"

"He doesn't seem to accept her very much..."

"But there is no rejection!" Ximen Longting raised his evil lips, the light of calculation was self-evident.