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

Mouth curled up mockingly.

He was really afraid that she would never remember him and never come back to him.

In the endless waiting, he will become an old man!

Just as the elevator was closing slowly, Jing Jiaren followed the waiter to the kitchen from the corner of the corridor.

In the kitchen, several chefs were packing up the things that Ximen Longting had smashed.

There are also chefs who have received orders from other customers and are preparing ingredients for cooking.

Standing at the door, Jing Jiaren glanced around the kitchen sharply...

No.

Is she crazy?Since leaving China, she has always felt that Ximen Longting is by her side.

When I hear a familiar song, I think of him, when I see a racing driver, I think of him, when I see Little Daisy, I miss their past, and when I go to a restaurant to eat, I think of him...

Jing Jiaren smiled wryly.In fact, before coming to the UK, her paranoia was even more serious.

Back then, she directly regarded Jian Chenche as Ximen Longting...

There was no one she wanted to see in the kitchen, and she instantly felt that this was just her subjective speculation.

Jing Jiaren, stop being suspicious.

……

After that day, Jian Chenche hired some well-known colorists to study the painting. Jing Jiaren was a layman, so she couldn't help much. In addition, her belly was growing day by day, so she spent more time on the ranch, helping Make a plan.

Jian Chenche and his staff will do some errands.

When Jing Jiaren is free, she goes to the studio to check the progress of the clothes and see if the materials pass the test...

Everything is going great!

Mysterious suppliers provide the materials they need all the time...

No matter how scarce something is, he can provide it in just two or three days.

The only problem is that the colors have not been prepared for a while, and Ledenguera's paintings are not so easy to analyze.

As time got tighter, it seemed that the game was only half a month away.

Everything is in the countdown phase——

However, Jing Jiaren was too tired and sick these two days.

The doctor told her to rest more in bed and stop worrying about her career.

Jing Jiaren had no choice but to let Leng Aofeng go to the studio to help instead of him, and report the latest news at any time.

Lying on the bed, Jing Jiaren kept her laptop open and wore wireless headphones to communicate with the people in the studio and exchange ideas.

midnight.

An RV drove into the farm quietly.

The whole farm fell into a sleep state, and Jing Jiaren fell asleep in a daze, her throat was dry and uncomfortable, and she always felt like there was a pair of eyes staring at her in the dark.

Suddenly woke up.

Jing Jiaren opened her eyes and saw that the originally closed window was open, and the evening wind was blowing the curtain gently.

A tall figure stood by the bed, staring at her deeply with red eyes.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Jing Jiaren's eyes widened, one hand tightly covering her heart.

Simon Longting?Did she read it right?

Closing the window with his slender hands, Ximen Longting stared at her, probably not expecting her to wake up, and his face instantly became extremely dark.

Jing Jiaren has experienced it many times, and she is already quite experienced. When encountering such a situation, she is not in a hurry nor in a hurry——

Immediately, he took out the dagger from under the pillow and held the handle tightly.

Every time she fantasizes about Ximen Longting, she just needs to get rid of the illusion before the disease progresses.

This time is also her imagination, right?How could Ximen Longting be standing in front of her, in her room——!

"I warned you not to come...don't bother me..."