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

"Wilson, what's going on, can you explain?"

"Young Master and Young Master Ji haven't sparred for a long time, so we're going to compete... Don't worry, there is no fatal injury, and Young Master Ji is also injured."

"Discussion?"

"This is a contest between men." Ximen Longting took off his blood-stained coat, "I have wanted to beat him for a long time."

"That's it? Nothing else happened? What you said on the phone today..."

"Ask casually." Ximen Longting pinched her jaw, "Scared you?"

Jing Jiaren stared at him closely, trying to find something in his eyes.

"Is Ji Ziang a demon?"

"..."

"You guys made a deal? Don't think you can hide it from me! The dark clown in the photo, the gray wolf... I've already guessed it!"

A mocking smile appeared on Ximen Longting's thin lips: "It's really not a good thing for a woman to be too smart."

Jing Jia's heart sank.

"Jiaren, you're so smart, it's hard for me."

He unbuttoned the button, and Ji Ziang's ring scratched a long wound on his chest.Just flesh and blood.

But a rib was broken in the chest...

"What's your deal?"

"You are so smart, you might as well think again."

"You promise Ji Ziang to marry Ji Zihan...or promise him to be with me..." Jing Jiaren said those two words with difficulty, "Break up?"

Thunder rolls in the night.

Not a little bit of rain...

Ximen Longting stretched out his arms, leaned against the back of the extremely high sofa, and kowtowed lightly, with long eyelashes hanging down.

"Tell me, is this the content of your transaction?"

long,

Ximen Longting said softly, "Bingxue is smart."

Although Jing Jiaren had guessed it a long time ago, she still felt uncomfortable when she heard the answer.

The whole world was falling rapidly, and she fell on the sofa.

The doctor had already arrived with a medical kit, and quickly checked Ximen Longting's body.

He lightly opened his eyes and looked at Jing Jiaren: "Are you satisfied with the result?"

"Why don't you just stick to it without discussing it with me..."

"I discussed it with you."

"The idiot who asked me who fell into the river was just a discussion?" Jing Jiaren tried her best to calm down.

"Sun is still young and cannot live without you, but I am an adult and can do everything well - he needs your care more than I do," Ximen Longting pursed his lips, "Jing Jiaren, this is not what you have been doing all this time. What answer do you think?"

Always put yourself in the children's shoes and take care of them more.

Always regard him as a superman in the iron mask, and exclude him from her tenderness...

"You can live a good life without me. If I hadn't imprisoned you, you must be living a happy life abroad with your son now."

Jing Jiaren's heart was like being pierced by thousands of steel needles.

This time, it wasn't her who let go first, it was Ximen Longting who let go!

"I admit that I owed you a lot before, and I tried my best to make up for it..."

"That's compensation! What I want is not guilt and sympathy!" His tone was suddenly fierce.

The doctor took the tweezers and was overwhelmed with shock.

"Continue." He returned to his coldness.

The bloody cotton ball held by the tweezers gently wiped the wound on his chest and disinfected it.

"Why is it just guilt and sympathy... I love you."

"With me, there are crises everywhere," Ximen Longting coughed hoarsely, his nails digging into his palm in pain.