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

"Are you really Ximen Longting...?" Jing Jiaren let go of her hand blankly, stroking his cheek.

The blood then rubbed onto his handsome face, and his face was steaming...

Those eyes, unprecedentedly real, made her heart ache.

She was startled like someone in a nightmare, and looked at him in shock. What did she do?

She actually laid such a heavy hand on him? !

"I didn't really want to stab you, I thought, I thought you were my illusion..."

After Ximen Longting heard her words, the pain in his heart suddenly shook.

"You thought you were dreaming?"

"..."

"You hate seeing me so much in your dream? Let me go?" Ximen Long Ting shouted, "You still stab me with a knife?"

"Ximen Longting, you misunderstood, I..."

Her jaw was so painful that she couldn't speak, and his cheeks were pinched tightly by his hands.

He didn't want to hear a word from her again...

As long as she said one more word, he would collapse, crazy!

Anger rose from the soles of his feet, he knew how impulsive he was, and he was afraid that he would kill her in the act of impulsiveness!

"To shut up!"

Jing Jiaren desperately opened and closed her mouth, wanting to explain.

He strangled her so painfully: "I tell you to shut up—"

The heart-piercing sound shook her eardrums!

"Even if this is a dream, it can't be a reason for you to swing your knife at me."

"Jing Jiaren, what kind of woman are you?"

As if he was meeting her for the first time, he looked at her with a very strange look.

Jing Jiaren couldn't make a sound in vain, she had a strong paranoia, and woke up in the middle of the night, and suddenly saw Ximen Longting... She had imagined the same scene several times before.

It's normal for her to admit her mistake!

But she never expected that the real Ximen Longting would suddenly appear in front of her.

"Jing Jiaren, how stupid am I to be played and applauded by you time and time again, and let you treat me so badly!"

He looked at her with empty eyes, and his whole body became extremely decadent in an instant.

Jing Jiaren broke his hand hard.

However, his hand seemed to be his own, and he couldn't control his strength to hold her tightly.

The blood flowing from his chest seemed to be his feelings for her, turning from hot to cold...

"Jing Jiaren, I saw that you are living so well and still smiling brightly without me, so I suddenly began to question."

His hoarse voice came out,

"Should I really let you go..."

Jing Jiaren opened her eyes wide, shook her head violently, with a gash in her throat.

"Will your life be more colorful without me, Ximen Longting?"

Jing Jiaren continued to shake her head, her eyes widening in horror.

No, it's not like that...

"I used to think that I had little place in your heart, so I hated it and couldn't bear any man getting close to you." He looked haggard and stared at her with a sneer. You have never had a place in your heart."

Not even a little bit.

There was mist in Jing Jiaren's eyes, and a tear turned and rolled down.

Tears scalded his fingers, and he still watched with that strange look.

Her tears, her pitiful look—

No matter what happened, no matter who made a mistake, he was the one who bowed his head and begged for peace.

Why?Now I understand the answer, she doesn't love.

Ximen Longting seemed to be crushed by this truth, he gritted his teeth in hatred, but he couldn't make a move.