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

But he can't give the skirt he designed for her to other women and wear it on her body!

She acted like stabbing him with a knife, bleeding out.

After drinking another glass of hot whiskey, he shook the ice cubes in the glass, and his eyes were filled with icy coldness.

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip, stopped her back, and stood stubbornly and stiffly.

She didn't want to beg him, but in ten minutes or so, the RV would leave.

"Didn't you give me those skirts? Since they were given to me, I don't even have the most basic right to distribute them?"

"You didn't." He smiled bloodthirsty coldly.

"Since there is no one, what are you sending me to do!?"

"You only have the right to accept and refuse." His voice was full of domineering self-importance—she could only choose to accept or reject his intentions for her, and could not transfer them to a third person!

Jing Jiaren glared at him angrily: "You are so unreasonable."

"I've always been like this, did you just know today?"

He killed Shang Yanxuan, but she didn't settle the score with him.And she just gave away a skirt casually, and he was furious.

This kind of man is really scary and petty.

Jing Jia was so angry that she turned around and was about to leave when the urging sound of the car horn sounded outside, as if to remind her that the car was about to leave.

Jing Jiaren's figure stopped in front of the door, and she clenched her fists: "What do you want? Can't I compensate you?"

"How to pay?"

"How do you want me to pay?"

Jing Jiaren turned around and stared at him coldly.Isn't it just to let her lower her status, beg him, and embarrass her in front of him?Or accept his insult to her?

Holding the wine glass, Ximen Longting suddenly got up and walked towards her.

The tall and cold figure was against the light, and the shadow fell on her, making his face against the light even more sinister and profound.

A hand was pressed on the door panel behind her, and Gao Jun's body also bent down——

Jing Jiaren closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and prepared herself to be frivolous.

"Birthday present." Her alcoholic breath hit her ears.

Jing Jiaren thought she had heard wrong.

"November 11, my birthday."

Today is October 10th, and their birthdays are only a few days apart.

Jing Jiaren thought he was joking, opened his eyes, but saw his serious and deep red pupils.It didn't look like he was joking at all.

Jing Jiaren asked confirmingly: "You mean, as long as I give you a birthday present on your birthday, today's affairs will be forgotten?"

"good."

"What birthday gift do you want?" In this world, is there anything he can't afford?

Ximen Longting stared at her knowingly: "As long as it's done by you, it's fine."

Do it by hand?

Jing Jiaren didn't understand: "What do you want me to do for you? The things I make must be worthless."

"Unique means priceless." He raised his eyebrows, "Things that can be bought in the market are worthless."

What a strange man...

Jing Jiaren's throat was choked, and she didn't know what to answer for a while.

"How?" He was still waiting for her answer.In the indifferent voice, there is actually a great expectation hidden.

Jing Jiaren didn't realize it, but nodded: "Yes, I promise."

"Sure?"

"I'm sure!"

Ximen Longting smiled, all the haze on his face dissipated suddenly.The cold breath also melted and became extremely soft.

He covered her with a fiery kiss, and kissed her hard.

The direct smell of alcohol made Jing Jiaren frowned——