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

Suddenly one hand lifted Jing Jiaren from the seat.

He held her arm tightly and walked out.

"What's wrong, Ximen Longting!?"

She was pushed out of the study room, bang, the door was slammed shut in front of her...

Just like that day, when she was inexplicably pushed out of the study room, Jing Jiaren knocked hard on the door: "What the hell are you doing!?"

Ximen Longting returned to the computer desk and carefully looked at the series of photos.

In the series of photos of Ji's gambling boat, almost all "dark clowns" appeared.

Later, Ji Ziang came out and stood side by side with the clown.

But when the clown faced Ji Ziang, he was very humble...

Ximen Longting printed all the photos of this group.

"Open the door, Ximen Longting!"

Jing Jiaren's hands hurt a little from knocking, and the door suddenly opened.

Ximen Longting's tall figure appeared in front of her, and he grabbed her wrist: "Does it hurt if you knock so hard?"

"You've been nagging lately, what are you hiding from me?"

"Business."

"Looking at Wen Xinnuan's news, you think of business?" Jing Jiaren obviously didn't believe it.

Ximen Longting lowered her wrist and kissed her on the forehead: "It's late, go to bed early."

"how about you?"

He walked out vigorously: "I have something to do."

"Ximen Longting..."

What more did Jing Jiaren have to say, the door had already been slammed shut, and his footsteps were windy.

Jing Jiaren opened the study door again, and went back to the computer to read the news...

She was usually a smart and quick-witted woman with a strong focus, but she never noticed the clown—all her eyes were on Wen Xinnuan, Luo Lei and Ji Ziang.

When Jing Jiaren came to pay attention to these photos again, she also discovered the commonality of each photo:

Dark Clown.

She thought of the pale clown mask of the wolf.

Trying to search the memories, she found that clowns had appeared many times when Ji Ziang was present.

An ominous premonition grew in her heart...

Normal clowns wear red noses, festive clown costumes with colorful stripes, and colorful pointed croissants.

Dark clowns are rare...

……

A bolt of lightning split the night sky.

Light up the pale face of the wolf and the pair of black eyes.

Holding the clown mask in one hand, he looked at the cracked lips in the mirror, the corners of the smiling lips were traced by needles...

He smiled with parted lips and knelt down on one leg behind a figure.

"Owner."

There was a frantic thunder, and the figure stood in the dark with his back turned, his cold voice seemed to come from hell——

"You have sold your life to me, you have no self, including your past."

"Yes, Master."

"You still dare to miss my woman?"

The slanted lips are extremely ironic...

The figure turned around, and Ji Ziang Qingjun's face was full of elegant mockery.His bright red lips were curved, and he smiled so carelessly, yet extremely cruelly.

It was as if a black mandala was blooming and withering beside him, so gorgeous...

There was an extra pair of scissors in his hand, and he suddenly walked in one direction.

In the corner, the person huddled up is...

Jing Jiaren wanted to see clearly, but suddenly her heart was startled, and she woke up suddenly from the nightmare.

His whole body was covered with cold sweat, this dream was too weird and terrifying!

Jing Jiaren looked at the bedside, it was empty, and Ximen Longting hadn't returned all night!