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

"Stupid people can't see clearly, so they can live happily foolishly. And you, wait for the rhythm of death." He stared at her red and swollen eyes that couldn't be covered by makeup because she cried.

Jing Jiaren smiled: "You are so miserable, how can you care about me so cheaply?"

"Each each other!"

"Ji Ziang is a DEMON," Jing Jiaren said, "Have you heard of a DEMON?"

"Old news, don't tell me you just found out now?" He played with the lighter, and there seemed to be faint blue flames in his blue eyes.

"You knew earlier?" Jing Jiaren was surprised.

Luo Lei stared at her: "Is there a problem?"

Damn it... If I knew Luo Lei knew it, why are you still making such a big circle? Leng Lintian's eyes and hands don't need to be used up.

"What, he used drugs to control you?" Luo Lei glanced at her up and down, and pursed his thin lips evilly.

"No, the poison on my body was given by someone else, but Ji Ziang can concoct the antibiotics to keep me alive..." After a pause, Jing Jiaren stared at him and asked, "Did he drug you?"

Luo Lei's body froze: "No."

"Then why do you ask that?" Jing Jiaren stared at him, "No, your question means that you are being controlled."

"Jing Popo, don't blame me for speaking."

Wen Xinnuan would ignore these small problems, but Jing Jiaren was very difficult to deal with.

"It's not a language problem, it's your negligence—does Xin Nuan know? I thought you were the bullet that didn't last long."

"It's the bullet," he reiterated, "I'm not drugged!"

Jing Jiaren was silent for a moment: "Bill?"

Luo Lei's body collapsed immediately, and the blue in his eyes rose and fell like sea waves.

"I knew it!" Jing Jiaren became angry, "Ji Ziang is not a human being, how could he deal with a child!?"

Luo Lei closed his eyes hard: "Don't guess."

"Either you were drugged, or Bill. Could it be that you are still warm?" Jing Jiaren stared at him, "It's just the three of you, and Ji Ziang is just using this despicable trick!"

"..."

"Are you a bullet, or a drug, or both? Are you sure you can't take the bullet?" Jing Jiaren tugged at the corner of his clothes, "You are also a big poisonous bird in Colombia, and you are so easily defeated?"

"Jing Jiaren, don't mind my affairs! See off the guests!"

Luo Lei turned around and was about to go back to the city.

"I will tell Xin Nuan everything." Jing Jiaren threatened.

Luo Lei's back stiffened, and his whole body became sullen: "If you dare to talk too much, don't blame me for being rude."

"Ji Ziang is a demon, which means it is dangerous for Xin Nuan to marry him!"

"What he can't get, always destroys." Luo Lei said darkly, "It's safer when she's by his side."

It seems that Ji Ziang has already threatened Luo Lei with consequences...

Jing Jiaren's mind was spinning, Luo Lei's head was probably shot, and he was dying soon, and Bill was threatened by Ji Ziang's drug.

Not to mention Luo Lei, even if Ximen Longting encountered such a situation, he would choose the same way...

Jing Jiaren was silent for a moment: "Is it true that the bullet in your head can't be taken out?"

"90.00% failure rate."

"That's 5.00%, why don't you dare to try?"

"It doesn't make sense." It's basically going to be cut to death.

Without surgery, you can still drag on your life day after day, and you can still watch that idiot Wen Xinnuan from afar!